The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1881-06-08

hailed from the flowers, filling the at
mosphere with rich odors. There were
lines upon lines of variegated tints
above the horizon. Such a sunrise
Mary Hope had never looked on except
among the mountains. There were tints
of crimson, amber and gold ; and above
all white pillars rolled maiestically,
palaces more magnifcently and stately
than any that the human mind could
conceive.
/" How grand ~ she sail, as Dick
looked smilingly at her.
"The mind of man cannot measure
all its Beauties" said Dick, as he lighted
q cigar and settled himself down for
some "solid enjoyment"
As the red and golden glories stretch
ed above the horizon light breeze
sprang up, tanning Mary Hopes cheeks,
caressing her hair lightly, and signing
through the thin selvage of trees which
Dicks father had planted along the
roadway before his son was born. The
god of day wheeled his chariot aloft, ra-
dating, as only the summer can, the
rarest tints of amber, and crimson and
gold, until the purple glories, rolling
aloft like great billows, gradually arched
themselves into the semblance ofa gate
way through which Mary Hope caught,
in fancy glimpses of the celestial city.
! She did not speak, but sat perfectly
quiet, drinking in the beauties of the
most beautiful morning Dick Hope had
ever witnessed in the West.
"There is Pringle's Flat" said Dick,
suddenly, pointing ahead.
"Surely we have not come seven
miles, Dick"
Scarcely. How far is that ahead P'
"Is it mile, DickP"
"That's what the smart hunters from
the East say when they shoot and miss
their game. It's the atmosphere, Mary"
cts small place" said his wife, as
she looked forward to Pringle's Flat,
lying little below them. Beyond it
there was a ribbon of molten gold, made
by the suns slanting rays falling upon
the river. "And that is the river"
"We'll be there in twenty minutes"
said Dick Hope, "when want to intro
duce you to some of the incest people
in this end of the State"
The people Dick referred to received
the young couple in manner that made
Mary Hopes cheeks glow with gratifica-
tion. Her husband was a man univer-
sally admired-as fine specimen of his
kind as was ever produced west of Prin-
gle's Flat. The bride during the two
hours they remained in the town created
a ripple of talk. There was something
about Dick and his wife that made peo-
pie turn to look at then. When they
drove away a score of friends waved
good wishes and tossed kisses after
them.
{" Now for Dams Rock" said Dick, as
he gave his mare the rein and cast
backward glance at Pringle's Flat.
"Pretty, isn't it?"
"PrettyP" said his wife. "Why,
Dick, it's lovely See the light on the
church windows; it looks as though it
were really on fire. The houses are so
pretty, too, the streets so wide, and
there is such an air of peace and COM
fort about it Why, it is like town
that has grown up in night, it is so
wonderfully clean and neat-just what
a painter would make if he were paint
ing towns to please people"
"I'm glad you like it. That reminds
me; do you see that house above the
church, to the leftP'
cit looks charming-the prettiest
house there"
"Glad you like it."
"Why, Dick?"
"It's yours. I bought it before I
went East for you. Well look inside of
it when we return, if we have time"
That was Dick Hopes way.
The drive TO Dams Rock occupied an
hour.
"Now for a trial of your strength"
said Dick, he tied his horse to tree
at the base of the great rock and assist
Ded his wife to the ground where they
were to lunch.
"Must 1 climb up there, Dick ?" said
Mrs. Hope.
"That's the programme, what we
came out for to-day. You've heard so
much of the view from Dams Rock that
you want to see it for yourself. Doyou
know you remind me now of Parthenia
fetching water from the spring %
"Parthenia tanned her husband, didn't
she, Dick? I'm glad your mother
saved me the trouble"
That was lunch Mary Hope often
recalled in after years. Dick persisted
in forcing all kinds of dainties upon
her, " Irish fashion" as she said after
ward. 1t was the first time she had ever
had him to herself in the glad day with
no curious eyes 20 peer on them, and
she subjected her lord and master in
her turn to such straits that he gladly
cried quits as he put his hair out of his
eyes and viewed his tormentor.
Then they slowly mounted the mass
i've heap called Dams Rock Such a
view A sweep of forty miles in one
direction, east, and almost as grand a
view to the west
Dick sat down and handed his wife
the glasses as he lighted a 'resh cigar.
"Do you see that hill away off to the
left thereY
Hasn't it curious shape?"
"That's where the wind comes from.