The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1881-06-09
Priaglss Fiat.


to the door 10 has new buggy. then at b.
daughter in.lsw. Mary Hope, hose hou,!
moon was At its full.
am 40 glad said the young VIII
What lovely weather we have had sy,
since came hsre, not at all like vh,
some Of my friends predicted when the
said We ough, TO spend our honeymoon !
I tho East.
Dick Hope At that moment sprang out d
his buggy lightly, aud CALAMITY eItsnde,
bis hand to his wife
Nonsensel said Mary Hope. am no
such helpless creature that | cant get il
myself; and she stepped lightly into tn
buggy. with merry laugh.
Mrs. Hope the elder gave an spprovin,
nod; It's Jus. as well to let Dick know yol
can help yourself These Western men
Need managing like other men. inter
rupted her daughter-in.law, with anothe
laugh.
Old Mr.. Hope coming down from th'
stables at that moment eyed tho horse
buggy and harness Dick had expended
seven hundred dollars on that turnout
then stood patting the horses neck kind
ly. He was sn admirer Of fine horses, and
his judgment was sought Tar and wide on
all points OF horsehesh: There's fins met.
tie hore, Dick,
! know it, said Dick, proudly.
Cheap at four hundred, said Mr.. Hope.
Have you tried her YETI
| think she is good for two.twenty- -one
without much Of an effort
Why, isn't that fast horse, Dick? asked
his wife, whose curiosity was aroused
just middling, answered her husband
We have them ont here faster than that
1t is fast, said the father. We used to
think il impossible, but we have got 80
far on now. there's no telling what's in q
horse. ! like this marc very much. II it
wa, anybody else's, I'd
Come, now, what would you give, fnth.
err said Dick, banteringly,
It's all in the family, SO I've saved 4
hundred dollars at least.
A hundred mora wouldn't buy her.
father. Just say to anybody that covets
my new mare won't take cent less than
seven hundred dollars. Why, she goes
like wind
That reminds me- Dick, you'd best take
The road round by brakes.
And lose a good half hour, said Dick.
That's long way round, father, said
the elder Mrs. Hope.
You take my advice, said her husband.
mean coming back. II doesn't matter
going II it should blow you will find it
safest
Dick, who was adjusting strap. looked
,ff east and west, smiled in satisfied ~ay
md observed; l don't see any sign Of 3
'torm.
Nor l, said his father; but no one knows
Inything about the wind here. I'll never
orget the sweep got twenty years ago
coming over Pringle's Flat.
That is where we are going, isn't it,
Dick2 Mrs. Dick Hope looked the least
rifle anxious as she turned to her husband
Mas it so bad, Mr.. Hopeg
Badl Bad's no name for it. Why. it
,lew my wagon as far as from here to the
,arn, blew the horses off their feet tore
Up trees and lodged mo against rock that
aved my life.
That must have been terrible, said Mary |
Hope
Don't let him frighten you. said Dick,
lightning never strikes twice in
he same place. I'm all right. you see.
he only time was blown away was
Then / went East for you. Arc We all
eady now? Basket in, mother2
Mrs. Hope nodded gayly, Dick lifted
he reins lightly and away the new buggy
nth its happy occupants sped over the
rairie.
1t was early morning The fingers Of
he dew stretched upward, dissolving the
hadowy mist that hung over the prairie
nd the thin line OF woodland that lay
way of to the west like fringe Of new.
'.cut garment. The young wife inhaled
ie perfumes eIhaled from the flowers.
ling the atmosphere With rich odors.
here were lines upon lines Of variegated
nts above the horizon. Such sunrise
larry Hope had never looked on except
nong the mountains. There were tiHts
crimson, amber and gold; and above all
hite pillars rolled msjestically, palaces
ore magnifcently and stately than any
lat human mind could conceive.
How grand she said, as Dick looked
nilingly at her.
The mind OF man cannot meas are all its ,
,auties, said Dick, as he lighted cigar
ID settled himself down for some "solid
Iloyment."
As the red and golden glories stretched
'oye the horizon light breeze sprsng up.
inning Mary Hopes cheeks, csrsssing
" hair lightly, and signing through the
in selvage trees which Dicks father had !
anted along the roadway befsrs his son ,
As born. The god OF day wheeled his
Isriot aloft, radiating, as only the sum. A
er can, the rarest tints Of amber, and +,
imson and gold, until the purple slories a
ling aloit like great billovs. gradually ;
ched themselves into the ssmblanos OF
,eway; through which Mary tops
ugh,, in fancy. glimpsss Of the celestial
'y. She did not speak. but sat perfectly /,
Iiet, drinking in the beAuties OF the most |,
autiiul morning Dick Hope had ever /,
tnessed in the West