The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1879-02-06


that has befalIen Grace and AlonzO."
81 was just thinking" exclaimed Mrs.
Anders, as the young people entered,
hand in hand, their faces flushed and
eyes downcast, "thst you two are eat
ing your white bread, IL you only knew
it. l wish you could see how father
and had to live the first ten years Of
our married existence. We had to be-
gin life with COW and a pig, and a
spinniug-wheel, and one old rack Of
pony that had done duty for almost a
quarter Of a century before / was born,
as a general farm hack; and we had
this land that the government gave
us, aud that little old cabin out there
behind the barn without any window or
floor in il; and John was cradled in an
elder trough"
"Never mind, mother" cried John,
rather petulantly, Eve don't want 20
hear anything more about your early
beginning. Doubtless it was all well
in its way. But the times do not call
I for any such primitive manners at pres
ent. l can't remember your earlier
married years, and Pm glad OF it. II
you enjoy the memory Of them, that's
your privilege"
IN sure / would like 10 hear all
about your good old times" said Lii
liam, graciously, 'and if John doesn't
care for them, We can excuse him from
our conference while he takes walk"
(Which you'll have to do, whether
you want to or not" said John, rising,
'for yonder comes horseman, and l
must repair TO the ferry"
The horseman was none other than
Alouzo Suowden on his way to the
city.
"Why, halioa." said John, in uu-
/ feigned astouishmeut.
"Halloa yourself" answered Alonzo,
gruilly, but without looking up.
"Nour mother crossed over about an
hourago."
"Who said she didn't ?"
John was both nonplussed and angry.
Had he yielded to the natural impulse
that seized him, he would have pitched
I the fellow overheard.
81 supposed that when / made a civil
remark might receive an equally civil
reply, even from you, sir; but it seems
that was mistaken"
al beg your pardon for having treated
I you as a gentleman" +" he added softo roce,
as the boat reached the further shore.
"Of course you don't charge your rel
atives anything for ferriage," said
Alonzo, showing his teeth with an air
Of impu dent assurance, so like the poi
ished and yet sinister eflrontery he had
exhibited on the memorable occasion
when they had first met that John was
thorough y eXasperated. He turned his
back without deigning reply. Indeed,
ne felt that he would have flung a coin
from Alonzo's fingers into the river had
it tor an instant touched his palm.
81 do won der il my crazy mother has
told him anything about my affairs 2''
soliloquized Alonzo, as he rode rapidly
up the hill
al wonder what it all means, any
how ?" said John to himself, as lac re-
versed the propelling power Of the ferry
boat aud le med thoughtfully against
, the railing. "Tm sure there's mischief
brewing, but / am auable TO Imagine
what it's all about. shouldn't wonder
il Grace had left him. And yet, would
she be going of in company with hi,
, mother, if she had ?"
"What did Alouzo Snowden want ?'
+ asked Lillian, as she met her husband ia
the viue-clad porch.
Il don't know, my dear"
Lillian blushed Il was the first tim,
] he had called her by an endearinl
e name. And, as if to make her surpris,
/ complete, be took her ia his arms, and
embraced her tenderly.
"a prudent wife is from the Lordr
he exclaimed, with emphasis.
"Jnhn Anders, you are noble Eel
, low" said Lillian, as she led her hus
band to a seat inside the trellis, and re-
moving his hat, sat stroking his aux
ious brow, her 1.-the form perched upor
his knee.
"We'll play that we're happy, any
e how, my darling, and please God, W,
e shall be after a WHILE" he said, ten
Derby.
at any rate, it would be wicked 70
Us TO harbor any other faucies, now tha
fate has made US oue," replied Lillian
Fact" answered John, with deel
r emotion.
Ana now, good reader, let u leav
them for season to their love-makinp
4 aud their common sense. They ar
learnlug that fancy oftentimes has It'll
TO do with fact, aud still less with fate
e And while they are wisely inuring them
u selves TO endure the inevitable. let Il
d follow Mrs Snowdeu and Grace. wboar
u overtaken by Alonzo aud his foamip
Is steed the moment they halt in front
2 the brown mansion in thecity, half hid
y den amid the apple trees.
TO be continued
Y
u Variety Is the spice Of life. An Irish
10 man who had nothing TO live on bu
,e potatoes, for the sake OF variety ate th
n large and small ones together. Tina