The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1881-12-17
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"sS NNbHESN w %AA6eA'AN ANNANAAASi va
l thought myself the luckiest man liyinl
Angelina was SO handsome that no strange
ever saw her without expressing admir-
ton, and ono did not weary of the taC
after years Of familiarity with it. She wa
well bred, accomplished, and a great he'll
ess, had reason to believe that she wa
very fond OF me- No man could be NOR
entirely content than was as | leapet
back in the first-class carriage which tool
me from Glasgow into the country to tn
Vale OF Cruix, where l WIS to preach few
Sabbaths.
The pulpit was vacant, and | was goinl
to thy my wings, With my pecuniar!
prospects / scarcely thought l should car,
to accept call to the Vale OF Cruix, but
had no objection to filling its Pulpit for I
few weeks, especially as'Angelina had gon'
to the west coast and Glasgow was warm
and stutIy, and stupid,
Casual remembranCes Of elegant parson
ages built in Queen Anne's stylei ola study
where the footballs were soitened by Per
sion rugs, and the doors draped with por
there's OF velvet; chairs and desk carved
richly as some old confessional, fitted
through my mind. And thought also Of
II table, spread with silver and rare china
with lady ut its head who resembled q
Queen. And breathed luxurious sigh
rs awakened from my day-dream to a
knowledge that the words "Vale OF Cruix'
were being shouted on the platform, and
that the train was coming to u standstill.
| seized my travelling bag from the rack
overhead and hurried out Of the carriage.
Tho porters had just pulled four or five
trunks on the platform, Two old wagons
stood in the road, one driven by an old
woman In n sun.bonnet, tho other by red.
haired boy, with bare feet; and i queer
knock.kneCd horse, attached to a queerer
old gig, was standing ut u little distance.
A young man In light summer suit and n
city family, bent on rural happiness, were
my companions OH the platform.
The former put his trunk into the first
wagon, kissed the old woman in the sun
bonnet, took the reins and drove away. He
was evidently the son Of tho fumily come
home to spend his vacation. The rest OF
the trunks and the city family, mother,
father, little boy nursemaid, and baby,
were put intothe wagon driven by the boy.
When the train moved away | was left
llone on the platiOrm-alOnG but for the
station.master, who sat upon bench smok-
ing n clay pipe.
In n moment more the official, without
looking ut me, made tho remark: deacon
Stevenson has come for the new minister
He's over in the hotel, and will be back in
\ minute"
"rhank you," said I.
The station.master took no notice OF me,
but having climbed upon stool and made
some changes In time register OIL the wall
Of the station, locked tho door, put the
key in his pocket, and saunterel away
down the railroad.
! took his place upon the bench and
waited. In n few minutes prime little
old gentleman appeared upon the top OF
the hill, carrying In one hand tin can, in
the other tin pail, and under either arm
y brown paper parcel. | knew at a glance
that IL was Stevenson,
Are you Mr.. Mactaggert?" he inquired,
mildly, rs no approached. II want to
know! hadn't any expectation OF being
kept so long, but you sec II saves the wo-
men iolks trouble to fetch things over
when | drive down. I'll Jest hang this
can Of paralTlne lilo on behind. Some
folks sdisllke the smell-maybe you do
me sugar'loai, ten and coffee can 80, under
the seat Just as well as not. How.s your
health, sir, and how do YOU like Vale Of
CrulxT
i answered that my health was good, and
that had not, Us yet, seen much Of Vale Of
Crulx.
NO, You haven't. said the old gentle.
man., "Well, youlldriYe through i now"
Ana he shook the rcins; and tic old horse
began to stumble along. And on we drove
past certain!r rows oil brick houses very much
like each! other, and with the same flowers
IN their front gardens, until, having passed
the church, we came to one happily set
about by old oak trees, before the gate OF
which lle drew up.
a girl stood at the gate--a fair girl In a
olue muslin dress ana apron.
Take the sllgar, Mary, before It gets up
set" said the Deacon. This Is Mr.. Mac
taggart, that's to preach for US. Mr. Mac
taggert, TINS Is my daughter Mary"
we DoWeu ana she vanished with the
parcels. a., :. .
what lovely little creatlreW said l to
myself Nothing Ike Angelina, but 50
prettyI Ana ! found myself thinking ol
lier as washed my hands and my hair. IN
the blue.wallcd bed room on the second
floor, win Ehlte.irlnged counterpanes and
two biack silllouttes oyer the matltel'piece
on either SIDE oil inc china vases OF roses.
There were only four oil us at the table
the Deacon, his wile,, stout lady whC
never said more thnh she Gould help, ant
Mary. she had sPent, inc last winter II
,dlasgow and we talkeu ABOUT a!l she liac
seen. ehe.was sell possessed without DC
Ing forward, ana On, 50 pretty Now
Angelina was splendidahd que,ehly, SO TN
was mild praise that she could not oblec
TO, only said II very often. | preached
on the next Sunday. II was settled that
should RDpnU the Skinner there wrnii