Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-09-26
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qulre into the condition of their temporary
neighbors. and at once proposed to order
the barouche; but Lima interposed
Not the barouche. papa; the young
folks are pairing off for a ride. Let Dick
and WIN take that They'll want thu
Emerson girls. you know. and they four
like TO be together
"Well, well" acquiesced the GOOD col
o1el. my buggy then"
'Oh. II you please. papa. let Bert have
the buggy. IN go with you over to the
campers, and I'd just as soon ride in the
spring wagon"
what sly puss ~ exclaimed the
father. "How she plans and ccntrives for
these lovers and engaged couples. Why
hasn't she some good night of her own, !
wonder? Hiegho wiley, the boys and
girls have the coaches and pairs, and SO
the dip daddy must be content with their
leaving, It seems. Well, run and wrap
up, my pretty one; your turn will come
soon enough, / reckon
There was a rosy blush on Lina's cheek
rs she FASTENED to her room to robe for
the ride. Throwing her wraps about
her she sat down by the window that
opened toward the east. The easement
was hled with pots OF lovely white
chrysanlhums in full glory of bud and
blossom. The pungent. aromatic perfume
filled the room. Lima passed her hand
caressingly over few of the finest for
cts. "He loved them So she murmured
dreamily, and her eyes wandered to the
distant east enshrouded in the warm. soft
purple haze that fingered yet over the
landscape. 81 wonder. oh. wonder why
it is she whispered softly. Two years,
two long years, and not a single word.
And only our unspokn promise for tie
A tear fell upon the spray of white
cbrysanthum blossoms she had fastened at
her breast. She brushed il away.-"No
tear shall suliy the pure Wilderness of the
flower he loved so WELL" she said softly.
HE loved me, too, and I'll not dim the
eyes he loved by crying. He trusted me
that would wait patiently until he could
'norably speak. And l will not fail
him. she added proudly. as turning to
her mirror she wiped away the tears from
her cheeks and smiled hopefully into the
answering glass. ain honor bound, she
repeated slowly. "Yes. those were his
words; | must tree nv fathers memory
from reproach before think of my own
happiness. No stain must rest upon his
name. No stain must rest upon his name
am his only son. | am in honor bound"
Her face grew radient as she repeated
the brave, heroic words, although she
knew that those words in their deliberate
utterance had placed years and distance
between her and the man she loved
Bending over drawer in her bureau
she took from little casket faded flower
and pressed 1t to her lip'.
Poor little withered bloom" she said
pi'tyingly, where is your twin, | won
Then returning it to it's case she said,
more cheerfully, ut is safe, am sure
and 1t comforts and cheers him wherever
he Is, as your sweet faded beauty COM
forts and cheers me. Ye were our only
love gifts-pure, brave blossoms of the
autumn. Blooming cheeringly on through
wintry days. I'll heed your lesson. dear
chrysanthemums, bravely and patiently
wait, for know my love is worthy"
Her fathers voice in the hall below an.
nounced that he was in waiting, and with
a brighter smile than she had worn that
dav she had fastened to Join him.
The ride over the undulatng prairie. in
the mellow haze of the balmy afternoon,
was deliciously soothing. The partridge
drummed and whirred in the meadows.
and along the field edges; pover and
snipe and blackbird flew up here and
there, at sound of the pony's feet SOUR
rels eyed them sauciy from boughs OF the
overhanging trees as they entered the
wood road the prairie chickens scampered
hurriedly into the matted grass in the tim
Der edges as they ,neared them seeking their
food in the fertile ridges.
stIt's mild and
said the colonel. unbuttoning his riding
coat. Only think. Puss. of snow a foot
deep in Boston to-day. | see by the ST.
ing up matters in pretty lively style there.
too. Ours Is the climate. Isn't it Dovey''
The colonel was loyal to the state of
bis adoption, and proud OF peculiar gar
den spot" as he was .wont to designate
his country.
Ills lovely" said Lima. And I'm
thankful tor these campers sake that it is.
Think OF camping in the snowl Ugh -
And Lima shivered at the very thought
"Here we are at the camp" said her
father, turning curve in the road.
And hard looking rig it is. Tennessee
or North Carolina. I'll wager Look at
your oxen, and those lead mules. Crow
bats. crow bats. VOW | ought to have
brought sack Of oats and bush.l or two
OF corn. Here, Sambo," he called to his
black boy. who, buried up under back
seat OF the wagon, had managed thus to
accompany them, Jump out and hold the
ponies. viii you sit in the wagon, Lima.
while go up and prospect
'.oh, no, indeed. papa. / see women
ana cniidren. Let me take this small
basket and 60 with you. Iwon't scare
any OF them.n
'Donno bout dat ar, Miss Lima. -
grinned Sambo. "Dat ar pickanniny
white chile dunn look like she nigh bout
skeart ter def already. Hoo! Deyse trash
dey is"
And in truth the first impressions OF the
camping people were not such as to excite
hope OF meeting beings very high in the
scales of intelligence. Three covered
wagons stood at short distance from the
fire, around which two women in linsey
gowns and calico sun-bonnets were pre-
pairing sort of a decoration. The pun
gent oder OF simmering herbs suggested
the idea of me dicine, at least to the oifac-
tories OF Sambo, who shifted disgustfulv.
and declared the wood smelled powerful
he,