Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-11-28

BRoKIN IN.

Daylight was fast disappearing fron
high road and forest a. rapidly driven
carriage emerged, one beautiful Jppo
evening, from the stately woods Of L..
Abruptly from the solitude Of the forest.
and with q somewhat slAcksnsd pace. the
vehicle entered the village main street OF
an inconsiderable and picturesqus town,
that, within . dozen miles Of . famous
summer resort, held itself, unstirrsd by
the impulse Of modern changes. in primi-
tive retirement.
Not more than dozen houses In . row,
with opposite neighbors Of the same num-
Der. including parsonage; . blacksmith
shop; country store" with . large
placard above its door. painted in black
letters upon RlarinR white, "Aaple Glen
Post Office !" q chapel or 'meeeing house,"
which was also school-room . millis-
cry shop, designating itself by three or
four limp bOnnets in = cottage window;
and doctors Office. displaying cluster
OF vials and pillbOxes in . cottage win.
dow directly in opposition to. II not In d.
rect defiance Of, the millinery.
Beyond this group Of time stained shops
and domiciles. whose quaint gardens ex-
tended behind them to green pastures AID
grain fields. there was . stretch OF roll
ing woodland. traversed BY . clear bright
stream SO manifold In its wipdings that
II was said an arrow shot across the course
would bridge the current seven tismos
and beyond the woods rich farm lands
stretched in undulating series to the hori-
zOn-farms that were the pride Of the
cultivated country beside whose sostbern
boundary their borders lay.
Emerging from the second belt OF
woods upon the opening farm region. and
crossing . rough bridge over the stream,
widening at this point from its narrow
windings into deep and for some dis
tance east and west . straight-banked
sheet Of water, the rapidly driven car
risge came suddenly TO . halt.
"Here We are" said gentleman who,
seated in the open barouche beside girl
ish figure quietly curled In the corner. had
been for mile or moro wrapped IN pro-
found silence. This il the place, I
think"
An embankment along the high-road,
sustained by stone wall almost hidden
under the dropping branches Of . flower.
ing hedge, skirted level lawn shaded BY
slms and apple-trees. 4 break il The
hedge supplied the place Of . gateway,
and slender path, bordsred BY flower
beds, led to farmhouse.
| The evening was calm and still. and the
odor from the flower beds was delicious.
Breath of hyacinths, tulips. violets. and .
thicket of lilacs beyond made one think.
although II was June, MT Of summer. but
of spring.
Ali oui-buildings being In the rear Of
the farm house and visible from the en-
trance. the house itself-a long. low, ram
bling building Of rough gray stone. with
many gables and dormer windows and ir-
regular wings-had quite the air Of .
quaint villa.
The gentleman glanced anxiously up
the path, and - he lifted the girl from the
carriage he clasped her to his breast With
an expression Of mournful tenderness.
She was . slight. prettily shaped. sweet
featured young creature. but shs bore
traces of extreme delicacy or Of recent
illness. Her cheek flushed with hectic
spot. and she trembled at this moment
like a leaf. Without . word, they went
up the path. and knock 1t the farm
house-door brought IN immediate re-
sponse.
"Mr. Horton and bis daughter" said the
gentleman to the antadiluvian mAid Who
opened the old-fashloned dor. IAsy
were ushered into small, diu4y pasloe
hung with Venetian blinds and farslsAe1
with mahogany and black AairclsGA, =
assisted by decrepit piano and . hlaek
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