Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-10-21
WISCONSIN, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 81, 1880.

rising, and then Aunt Sarah intro,
duced the two.
| MY niece, Miss Maxon, Mr.. Web.
err. Won't you take seat, Hugh f?
How is Amanda to-day?'
well, thank you, answered Hugh,
as he sat down on the steps at Aunt
Sarah's feet, facing Miss Clara, and
famed his handsome, flushed face
with his broad hat
| amanda is Hugh's sister, ex-
planned Aunt Sarah to Clara. SHE
was thirteen years old when her
mother died, and heard her prom
Use her on her death.bed, to be a
mother to the little b->c~n.eyed boy,
who was only FIVE years old then
and think she has --S.Sct hsr trust,
Hugh. II ever there was a faithful
girl, it's Amanda
| Hugh's handsome eyes grew soft.
Yes he said, she is a good girl.
She gave up her youth--her hopes
of home and children of her own
and resolutely devoted her girl
hood to father and me. 1t seems al.
most cruel to me now, as | think of
it. She is old beyond her years, aud
has had 30 little to make her life
bright And now. after twenty
years, when the sacrifice ia no longer
needed, she finds her youth and
youthful friends passed away"
'But she finds you left said Aunt
Sarah.
EYES," answered Hugh, and
CLEAN of fun came into his grave
eyes; sand she seems to think me
just as young and dependent as the
day mother died. My six feet and
twenty-five years fail to impress her
utterly"
Then he turned to Clare.
"Are you to spend the summer
here?" he asked.
"Yes-I think so; until September.
My physician said l needed 10 90 to
a country home, and stay al. sumner.
orr could never hope to regain the
strength l have been losing for
year or two; SO came to Aunt Sar-
ah, whom | had not seen since was
wee girl, and che has kindly taken
me TO stay as long as | will"
"You will find it very dull | fear
after the CITY,"
"That is what / fear" said Aunt
Sarah. "And Clare is so used to a
gay time and hosts of young people,
aud there are no young ladies ont
mere at all, and no young men for
several miles, save yourself l hope
you will be nelghborly, HUH, and
drop in every day. We might get a
what is -croket -
set"
"Crouquet." laughed Glare. 80.
have one in my trunk, aud bows
and arrows, 100. And if Mr. Weber
will help me place them, we might
have good deal of pleasure"
Certainly, I vii. be Delighted
said Hugh, rising.
"What a nice figure" said Glare.
as she watched him 60 down the
walk. Such handsome broad shout.
ders; but his chest is hollow; fear
ne naSn I good lungs.
"No; and did you see how white
he was as soon as the Hush died off
his face" added Aunt Sarah. "He
looked so like his mother to me as he
sat there. She was the handsomest
woman ever this town saw. But |
wouldn't wonder if Hugh lived to be
a good deal older than she was"
"Why does he stay here?" queried
Glare. "He would make an elegant
man with little polish"
"It's the saving of him, working
on the farm" said Aunt Sarah; "and |
besides, it would break Amanda's
heart to part with him. They set
the world on each other. | don't
know what Amanda soould do if
Hugh should marry. But he never
seemed to care for girls someway."
The next night Clare wrote anoth.
er letter which began and was sd-
dressed like the other in which she
described her adventure, and added:
81 am tempted to use the liberty you
so kindly accorded me, and get up
mild filtration With this handsome,
unsophisticated rustic. 1t would re-
lieve the monotony of these change,
less summer days very much. If l |
do | will keep You posted as to its
progress
A week later Aunt Sarah sitting
on her porch, with her knitting, and
watching Hugh aud Cl are on the lit
tie lawn before her, mentally told
herself that her niece, Glare, was the
sweetest, most natural, and unaffect-
ed CIR. she had ever seen from city.
"No airs, no ways calculated to mis-.
lead; no coquettish or firtish no.
tions," she soliloquized. "But Just
as dear, sweet, natural girl, that
likes to be friendly with young men.
Just the girl to make life a little
pleasanter and brighter for Hugh,
poor boy, who see so little of the
world"
"Ah, interpreting Aunt Sarah.
You did not know that the most dan
gerous artfulness in the world, is art
lessness.
That night Clare wrote to Walter
Lapden.
"My rustic swain and l have play
ed at oroquet and archery two hours
this afternoon; and tomorrow l am
to ride with him to see a wonderful
ranch some miles away. He is
very kind aud pleasant, and really
very intelligent; but not at all used
to society, of course, and wonderful.
~ honest. / do not think be could
understand how we could say any.
thing under any circumstances,
which was not meant from the bot.
tom of the hear. You sec he is
poor specimen to get up IAN affair
with My Irritation perforce must
be very mild, indeed
Behind handsome span of bays,
seated in light, easy carriage, be.
side her pale, dark.eyed escort the
next day, Glare bowled along the
country road, feeling that she might
well be proud to be seen by any of
her city friends, who had so commits
Grated her upon her desolats sum-
mer.