The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-05-31


evidently his other half. He looked
upon her with alteration, as being al
most
j ttToo good
For human natures daily food"
But Mollie was young. There was no
hurry. She was evidently fond of him,
and this unconscious half-lover-like,
half-friendly confidence between them
was too pleasant to be risked on the least
uncertainty.
! Ah, Dick, why did no good genius
-shisper to you, "Gather ye rosebuds
while you mayp'
But, unfortunately, good genii are not
so officious now-a-days as of old. so
Dick foolishly squandered his summer
and sunshine, with no thoughts of max
ing hay, as the proverb advises.
4 The latter part Of the way to VAN
panoose pond was through a grass.grown
wood road, 20 narrow that the trees met
overit, and sumac and blackberry bushes
brushed against the carriage, peering in
as If curious to see these oddities called
human beings, who had thus rudely. in.
yaded their solitude. Each side opened
long, cool, green vistas into the heart of
the forest. Once they stopped TO listen
to the far-of, plaintive song of wood
thrush, withouta "a ipang Of remembrance
for the time when he and love we're
young, and Mollie was beside him, and
it was summer.
Mollie picked green leaves and trimmed
Dicks hat. Dick leaned lazily back in
the carriage, watching Mollie. The reina
hung loosely in his hand. He felt in no
special hurry to reach the picnic ground.
Dandy, taking advantage of his masters
mood, made an object Of himself BY trot-
ting along with great lunches of leaves
hanging ont of his mouth, leaves snasched
each side from the tooinquisitiye bushes.
Presently they caught glimpse of water
through the trees on the left. Then
came a,turn in the road, an:abrapt pitch,
and dsthey were on the banks of Wampa-
moose pond, with two or three picnicers
advancing out of the woods to meet
them. " ~
81 wonder who that is with Kitty
Cook" said Mollie. "Isn't he hand
somef
"Ye-es," said Dick, with an instructive
feeling of dislike for the too good.looking
stranger, who was gazing at Mollie With
obvious admiration. Kitty performed
the ceremony of introduction. My cou-
sin, Mr.. Dawless, Miss Brown. Mr.. Be.
man, Mr.. Dawless," and Mr.. Dawless
having bowed profoundly to Miss Brown,
carelessly to Mr.. Beman, proceeded to
appropriate the young lady and walk of
with her, leaving Dick to follow with
Kitty Cook, as best be might. he inn
proved the opportunity to ascertain that
this Mr.. Dawless was member OF the
Junior class at Harvard, come to spend
such part of his summer vacation as he
found agreeable with his Uncle Cook in
Craggvilie.
aHe. has studied so hard" explained
Kitty, Hnthat he has injured, his health, 80
be thought instead of going home to the
City, he would try our country air, and
fishing, etc. Pm delighted to have him
here, he Is such good company. I. am
sure You will like him." Dick thought
just the contrary, but politely refrained
from saying 30. What world this would
be, by:the.bye, If we all said exactly what
We thought
IF Wampanoose pond had only been
Lake Anything in Switzerland, plenty of
Americans would have been miserable
until they could have crossed the sea to
Yisitit and write home super-adjectiyed
letters to all the newspapers about its
exquisite scenery. As it was, it reposed
the year round in primitive loneliness,
save when an occasional picnic party
came, as now, to wake, with laugh and
song, the echoes of its woodland solitude.
It Law at the foot of q broken, rocky
range of mountains whose pine-crested
crags were wildly imaged in its clear
waters. OF course 1t had no bottom, and
was popularly supposed to be haunted by
the spirit of old Wampanoose, the Indian
from whom its name was derived. Then
there was a;tradition of bears and rattle
snakes, Just remote enough to give the
zest of possible adventures to ramblings
in its vicinity. In short, it was roman.
tic, beautiful, cool; the place Of places
to spend q summers day.
But, as far as Dick was concerned it
might as we'll have been the desert of
Sahara. When the whole company went
to zee the cave of old Wampanoose, it
was Dawless who gallantly helped Mol
lie over the fallen trees and up the rocks.
Dawless who quieted her alarms at sup
posititious bears, Dawless's button-hole
that was adorned with little bouquet Of
harebells and hemlock twigs, picked by
Mollie's hands. When, seated around
their tablecloth spread on the ground, q
deficiency in plates was discovered, 30
Noble and Dawless shared one very cost
'ly. You pet so we'll acquainted at pic
mics; and then Dawless was so jolly, sang
such roaring college songs, told such
comic stories, every one was delighted
with him. He Was voted great acqui-
sition, and more than one girl secretly
envied Mollie his attentions.
As for Dick, who had only heart
Hatender and true" to oppose to his all
cenquering hero's numerous Vaccinations,
he grew GUNNER and GUNNER. When
the sun shot itssunset rays down through
the western trees, and the recesses Of the
woods already began to grow dim and
mysterious. with darkness, and the air
damp and fragrant, Mollie came to Dick
and said, "Shall you care, Dick, if I go
home in the big wsgon7 It's 80 much
jollier, and Kitty Cook says she will
change with me"
aCertainly not" veraciously replied
Dick, who had been "lotting" for days
on this twilight drive home with Mollie.
Then, as Mollie was rushing off in her
usual impulsive way, Here's your shawl,
Mollie. Don't forget to put it on going
home. Where's your basket2"
"Dear me, / don't know, am sure; ]
had entirely forgotten it."
"Well, never mind. I'll find it."
ssAb;uhat good care. you always take
/ ofme, Dick r. said Mollie, half remorse.
fully. Dawless was too much engrossed
In acting ghis role; of bright, particular
star, to think Of such little attentions,
Besides, he had not BEEN in the habit Of
taking care of Mollie and her various be.
] Ilbnginga for years, as Dick had: