Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1876-09-14
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honday, II became an important second
airy question where that holiday should be
spent. Though they lived in a quiet
boarding house on quiet street in Balti-
more, these young people were Carolin-
lans; and, as soon as the word holiday
was mentioned, they looked at each other
and uttered with one accord another word
home taf3 ~ tlt@ .ttl i44if
''Do you remember" said Louise, s.the
mountains where we always spent tile
summer when we were childrenp o Paui
should you not like to go there P'' infa
Paufs pale cheek flushed
IL remember very well.n be answered,
in low voice, and his clear eyes looked
wistfully out of the window, as if he would
TAIN wander away in search of that lost
happy childhood-a childhood which
seemed like another existence to the young
cripple on his couch of pain. "To think
that | should ever have climbed moun-
tains, waded streams and robbed birds
nests" he said. with faint. sad smile.
at wouldcertainly be pleasantto go back
and look at the Arcadia where such things
were possible-but the question is, ii Bon
nibel, can we afford it ?" -.a..-.. t,s,,
"Oh. l think so,'' said Louise. with all
her heart in her voice. ut will cost
good deal to get there, but. when once
we are there. living is ideally cheap"
SO it was decided they would go. and
golden August day found them at the end
OF their long railroad journey. standing
before the door of the stage-coach which
plies between Old Fort at the foot OF the
Blue Ridge, and Asheville beyond l..
Paul having been established with afr
cushions and pillows in a corner of the
| | int "a 81
missing satehel. When she returned
the landlord had stepped away. and there
was no one TO assist her into the coach.
Now there are few things more difficult.
from feminine point OF view, than an as
cent into stage-coach; and so she hesi-
tated, uncertain whether to spring desper-
ately or call for chair. While she hesi-
tated voice behind her said, "Wiil you
allow me to assist youP" ai...a ar
She turned quickly. The speaker was
tall, dark gentleman, who seemed
slightly amused by her embarrassment.
There had been something kind and frank
| ln the voice which the face seconded very
well. 1t was not a handsome face-rath-
er plain, strong one. but its very plain
ness and strength were reassurinc.
Louise. who would have drawn back, and
uttered cool mo. thank you, to a hand
some butterfly of fashion, looked up with
her soft eyes. and smiling, said, IF you
will be so kind to this man. 3 AiF1s0
lie assisted her into the high swung We.
hicle with skill which is very different
from mere strength, handed her basket
and satchel after her. then asked Paul :f
he could do anything to render him more
| comfortable. Il am going on top,o he
added. after the young man had replied
ln the negative" but, if l can be OF service
| to you in any way, pray do not hesitate to
call upon me-" 91 WY -
"What considerate person - said
Louise, as he drew back to allow stout
woman and two peevish children to be
hoisted in. ''Who is he, Paul-do you
knowP"
Paul tossed card in her lap. ia - OK
''He gave me that in the hotel" he said
latter speaking to me in the kindest pos
sible manner. | will tell you all that /
know about him."
George Dunwarden was the name on
the card--one altogether unknown to
Louise. She had theory with regard to
the fitness of things. however, and the
name seemed to suit in certain subtle
fashion, the person who bore It. She
thought this, with a smile, as the coach
set forth on its jolting way, but the many
dlscomtorts of her position soon banished
Mr.. Dunwarden from her mind.
1t Is beautiful road, that which for six
miles leads directly to the summit of the
Blue Ridge through Swannanoa Gap, but
II is also rough road-so rough that one
is tempted to doubt whether one will ar
river whole or in pieces at the end of it.
| TO see Paul's face distorted with pain as
the heavy coach jolted and swung 10 and
fro over the stones of all sizes and shapes
which covered the road, seemed to Louise
almost more than she could bear. With
tender hands she drew his head on her
shoulder, and heaped shawls and cushions
around him, but with little effect. After
while his very lips turned, and she knew
that he had tainted. '9i'N D'& ISM
1t was no uncommon thing in the parox-
ysm's of great anguish which sometimes
came to him, but Just now she was an-
| strung, and for moment lost her self-con-
troll She put her head out of the window
and called, asking the driverto stop. --i Z.
"My brother has tainted, y she said; 81
must have water" .s,,-s
There was tense chord in her voice
that, even before the driver drew up his
horses, made George Dunwarden spring
10 lne ground. .H.v
He hurried round to the window, and
leaning in. felt Paul's pulse. Then he
looked at Louise
There is no danger he said. Don't
be alarmed. Have you anything iu which
TO get waterP
One of the other passengers anticipated
her by handing cup, which Mr.. Dun
warden filled from clear stream running
quickly by the side of the road. With
this he bathed Pauis face, and gave him
liberal dose of the medicine which LOU
Use produced Before long the young
man revived, and opened his eyes languid-
ly. "A" EaEn
Dear, have Enlightened You Pr he said. =
II am So sorry p t.. .... d.st.,.r 81.
"IIe will do now.n said Mr.. Dunward-
in. cheerfnlly. "But If you will let ms
take your place, Miss Chalmers, think
no may do better. | am stronger and
better able to sustain him. One of these
gentlemen Cooking at two insiders) will,
no doubt. give you his place and take
mine on top" aa NA iae1+isi