Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1876-05-12
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he tries 10 stuff her head full OF Sucn trash
II will will, indeed. Let that young
man beware! y
With this the truculent fellow tossed
the end of his cigar into the fireplace
lust as if he had been heaving his rival in
to the Thames aud then he went off de-
termned to have good sleep to prepare
him for the great events of the morrow
CHAPTER Iu.-THE RIVAL suITORs.
Was she conscious of the internecint
war which was raging in this peaceful
spot, and of which she was obviously the
caused We met the young lady mex
morning Just as she was going dowr
stairs to breakfast. She looked the very
representation of all gentleness and inno-
cence and good-nature. II angry passions
were raging elsewhere, she at least, pre-
IS served q cheerful serenity of mind.
Doubtless these two gentlemen had
both got up very early, on the chance OF
having little quiet talk with her II she
happened to be taking the morning air.
Doubtless, too, they had enjoyed each
others society for an hour or two before
breakfast; they were both looking rather
impatient when we went down.
ooh, Miss Newton, may l give you
these flowers ?' said Mr. Maurice, bring
lug forward very pretty little nosegay
of wild blossoms, which he had himself
culled from the meadows and hedges.
THANK you very much" said she, and
he looked very pleased and proud. "And
thank you, too. Mr.. Humphreys. for the
charming boquet you sent me this morn
ing. 1t was kind of YOU"
Every body stared every body except
that stout and placid Machiavelli. on
whose impassive face not even one
smile Of triumph appeared. But how had
he contrived to get and send her a boquct
at such an hourP He must have got the
flowers over night. He must have lain in
wait for the maid, taking up hot water to
Miss Newton's room. and bribed her to
carry the .boqne, and little message at
the same time. Now, a man whose at
tentions to young lady before breakfast
who sends her bouquet along with her
hot water-means something serious.
And now, Miss Newton" said this
bold person, already asserting sort OF
guardianship over her, "what are we to
do to-day? Shall we make up a party !?
The morning is beautiful-the chestnuts,
{ the red hawthorn. the laburnum, all are
most lovely-and as for the river, you will
. be delighted when you 60 outside"
Miss Amy made no answer, but looked
to US her proper guardians.
II am quite sure. Miss Newton" said
Mr. Maurice, in Sort of scornful way.
! you'll soon get heartily sick of sitting in
a fishermans punt, doing nothing but
watch some one else trying to catch fish
that aren't there don't believe they've
even got here that wooden fish that the
landlords in some places moor deep down
ia the water SO as to get people 10 come
and fish for it. | suppose you've heard
that fisherman after fisherman comes in
and swears the fish made a rush at his fly
more likely in the case of a wooden fish
than of real one. should say. You've
heard what DR.. Johnson"
"You needn't said the elder lover,
with sudden ferceness-"you needn't
take Miss Newton back to the time of DR..
johnson for pedantry and rudeness.
There is plenty of all three going about
in our own day"
Miss Newton looked alarmed, and said,
gently 4azas t,.s s...-s=s
II shouldn't at all mind looking at some
one fishing don't know how it is done
, in English rivers. 4t=..
''Oh, thank you," said Mr.. Humphreys,
getting quite cheerful again; "but don't
you imagine we are going to victimize
you. Oh, no; what you must see, first of
all. is the beautiful scenery about here.
We can drive from here to the Duke of
Westminster's place at Cliefden, then on TO
Maidenhead Bridge and Taplow. then on
to Burnham Beeches and back again an
other way. And have wagonette COM
ing at eleven for you"
.ala
there was the wagonette standing at the
door, and the whole of us submissively
went out as il we had been taken posses
OIL .ial. But how were we to sit
II say, Maurice" Humphreys remarked
in a careless way, ~ think You said you
knew the country about here"
"Oh, very well indeed" said the I'M
suspecting victim; II know every inch of
it,"
c r"Then perhaps you wouldn't mind sit
ting beside the driver and telling him
where lie ought to take US? Wouldn't
that be the best way. Miss Newton?"
To appeal to her-it was cruel. She
said something very timidly in reply, and
the young man. with black rage in his
heart. got up beside the driver. When the
luuICS WGlC DOt iOOhtHS,
winked to me; but could not encourage
familiarity on the part of so INSCRIPTIONS
a person. ..n. %.
Our young friend had certainly favor
able opportunity that morning for making
the acquaintance of certain sorts of our
English scenery in their most charming
. aspects. We drove through pleasant coun-
2 try lanes, the hedgebanks Of which were
) brilliant with spring flowers; we passed
through tiny villages. and the cottage gar
dens were smoolhered in blossoms; we
came upon glImpses OF the blue river flow
ing smoothly through rich meadows which
were white with daisies; and then, again,
through an opening in the trees we could
see the higher land beyond. with the Cliet-
den woods, rich with the foliage OF the
early summer Miss Amy was indeed
delighted; and the driving through the
fresh air had brought color to her cheeks
and light to her eyes which rendered her
more than usually pretty. Then she was
most friendly with Mr.. Humphreys; for
somehow or other he had put the notion
into her head that all this was his doing,
and sha WAS pratetul tn him for avarv