Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1876-09-14
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Dill's Love Affair.

And what viii you have. motherkin: A
wing. or a slice from the breastT
Il won't take any meat to-day, Joe; not
any potato either. thank you.
Joe dropped the carving fork, and looked
Al iuc across the table.
You're sick. Polly. Upon my word. you
are pale "a a stock of celery. | leave it To
you, Dill, if she isn't.
Della Clement was a sChool-teacher, who
had boarded with Us ever since the winter
before. when Teddy had the Group.
Polly's used up. sir, chasing about after
Perpetual Motion
Joe glanced at our hearts delight, bal
sncing a wish bone on the arm ofhis high
chair. and then back at me anxiously.
We can't have this, Polly. Can't you
hire another girlr Whereupon Dill and |
both laughed. for that is a stereotyped re-
mark OF Joe's, repeated whenever he sees
me particularly wilted. As il one girl were
not more than | could manage. Besides,
there was the expense.
Polly needs a change said Dill, help
ing herself 10 pickles. 80 do you for that
matter. suppose you both run of TO the
mountains next week. I'll take care Of
Teddy
No, no you and Polly co. said Joe,
who hates travelling as he hates changing
his coat, and that's speaking strongly.
II ended in our all going, and leaving
Teddy at his grandmother's on the way. |
wouldn't stir without Joe, and | was bent
on having Dill with US, TO give US an air OF
geDtilty. told her. She has been about
the world good deal and always knows
Just how 10 behave, which is more than |
can say for Joe or myself-espeoally Joe.
dear, big fellow. He's the best soul living
but he isn't polished. and he wouldn't be
for anything that's the worst OF 1t.
1t was fearfully hot when We reached
Bemis. which was the railroad terminus
two years ago. Two six-horse coaches
stood olistering in a sand bank. waiting TO
transport passengers to the Crawford
House, nine miles on, and these were filled
/ in twinkling.
Oh. Joe. Joe, do hurry. We shan't get
seats cried |, clutching him by the arm.
But might as well have tried to hurry
the Great Eastern.
Don't want to- he returned coolly.
Don't you see, Polly they'll have to put
on an extra: Well ride more comfortably
in that.
While the horses were being harnessed
we were grateful for the shelter OF the rude
restaurant. aud sat down to rough table
covered with unbleached sheeting TO drink
cup of tea.
It's stroug as an early attachment, Poll,
observed the divider OF my sorrows, in al
explosive whisper.
'And bitter as remorse,' chimed in Dill
But it was a consolation 10 know that IL
was stepped in tea-kettle.
Yea. verify said Joe, with an eloquen
| glance at the rusty stove in the corner, on
which coffee was steaming in the wash
! boiler.
His face was purplish, like Scotch this
| tie. but Dill looked cool and waxen AS
Lent lily. Her complexion is waterproof,
and with those soft black eyes Of hers. She
can never be anything less than beauty
| while I-well. | am one of tie blue an1
gold editions of humanity pretty enough
| first. but sure to fade.
When the extra wagon came, Jee put M
| on the back seat, between himself and Dill
and we jolted energetically on over tn
mighty hills; past kearsarge Mountain
capped by a spacious hotel that in the dis
tance looks not much larger than match
box on mantle; past the sorrowful VII
lev House. and so on into the heart of tn
Crawford Notch. No room for carriage
to pass except at long intervals, wher
places were purposely provided by scoop
ing level spaces in the side Of a mountain
| uflNtt Itlutu III at obC VI thtsS M
waited, could hear the rattle of a coach |
the distance, and indignant echoes from tn
surrounding heights, as if they resente
such intrusion upon their solitude. Pres
emily round a bend in the road lurched tn
stage, in all its yellow magnificence, il
front fitting up frightfully by reason OF th
weight of baggage behind.
What's to hinder its turning somel
sault backwardr p asked Dill. whimsical,
Certainly not those meek little horse
At each lunge half expect to see the
leaked iron their feet and describing
, curve in the air.
But the coach seems we'll ballasted
r front. Why look. Dill, there's somebod
|, bowling to you.'
!, The two stages were now side by sid
J and as Dill recognized the gentleman sa
her start anG turn suddenly white. II
next moment she had acknowledged Il
! bow In cool. dignifed way, and we WEI