The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1878-06-05

| uoNn btalrb ana out OF tne now deserted
main entrance and ran home.
Everybody was in bed, and 1 went to
my room and had good crying spell,
and comforted my half frozen body
double blankets, where l soon fell
asleep.
All this was on Friday night, and /
had no teaching to do until Monday, SO
slept late, but coming down, found all
the family prepared to make /. heroine
Of me.
81 never knew until mother told me
this morning." said Tom, that it wasn't
grandpa who sent the telegraph to
G.. By Jove, Olive, you're spunky,
if you are little.
"I gave up vi ssour of them pounce1
on me from one Of the upper roorns.
They must have got in during the day
and hid there"
tried to make The Knights promise
not to tell my adventure, but con i'd not.
Before night all Daysville knew how
Olive Hudson cautht the burglars. I
was in the Office with grandpa, when
over the wires cane this messs yge:
"What does Ole Hudson : look lkeP
great exploit" a
/ flashed back: ID
"What do you oppose sui ch woman
would look likep She is nea l,rly six feet
tall, broad-shoulded, and ! ,oud-voiced,
a perfect Elepha." E
'Was it really ourself, Fl u'ephant."
"Dear Lien, iFas." 5!lS
"Do you know want to fUeee you.
am going to Nework to-dsI ay, but I'll
be back next spy." f.9
If he came to Fsville he did not see
me. l ran away fit of ST lyness.
In March a wterful TIL hing happen
ed. My mother 'sother, Who had been
seventeen years-arly all 81 my lifetime
in Cuba, came cto New u York, found
me out, and took into 4 life of ease
and luxury, maxine pet =! in his splen-
did house. He bfo4hchelor, over
fifty years of ageandsd J5me and well
informed, and withge iu2wealth.
He introduced nto, q old friends of
his, and my Giro d Of acquaintance
widened every day. a. was entirely hap
py, for we loved eacl other well.
One day Uncle George brought home
to dinner stranger, who he introduced
as:
"The son of my old friend, Olive,
Mr.. Roberts,"
made myself agreeable, as in duty
bound, to Mr.. Roberts,, a man of thirty
or thereabouts, swittf face that was
downright ugly, but pleasant from the
expression of frank good humor and in.
telligence upon it, We talked of every
thing, and I was SURPRISED at the con-
geniality of taste we soon discovered. In
an animated discussion of heroines, Mr..
Roberts, turning to Uncle George, said:
"You were kindly inquiring this
morning about my fortune since father
died, but I did not tell you one little
episode. Before I was fortunate enough
to obtain my present lucrative situation.
was for time telegraph operator in o
small place called Dryden. and then l
heard of real heroine, of whom the
world will probably never hear"
knew what was coming, but kept
my face perfectly compose, to listen.
When the story was finished. giving
Uncle George sly pinch toIkeep him
quiet, said:
"What kind of o looking Person was
the wonderful heroine ?"
"Inever saw her, for althou kh Bays-
vile was the next village to Dryden, I
never went there. Butshe was described
to me as tall, strong and MASCULINE"
"In short, my dear Lion, " 1 said grave
ly, "she was perfect Elephant
Such stare as greeted me I an GER
tain never came upon Leo Roberts face
before or since that hour. His ey IS
dilated till I thought they would poo
out of his dear, ugly face, and his mouth
opened in utter amazement. Finally
he remembered his manners, and
gasped:
"Pardon me, Twas it really you?"
"Uncle George" said, twill you
be kind enough to introduce me proper
ly to Mr.. Roberts? I believe he thinks
your niece must bear your name"
With flourish, Uncle George arose
and gravely introduced:
"Mr. Leo Roberts, Miss Olive Hud-
don; Miss Hudson, Mr.. Roberts"
After that we could not certainly be
strangers, and Mr.. Roberts came often
to dine with Uncle George.
And one day there was a wedding,
where the bride was very small, buried
in lace and orange blossoms, and the
bridegroom was ugly and good natured;
but it was true love match, fit end
ing for the Irritation commenced at Dry
den and Baysville, cover the Wires. ;"
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