The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1881-05-21

| lines upon lines OF var1egated tlnts
above the horizon. Such 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 majestically
palaces more magnifcently and stately
than any that the human mind could
conceive.
"How grandp' she sail, as Dick
looked smilingly at her.
"The mind of man cannot measure
all it's Beauties" said Dick, as he lighted
cigar and settled himself down fol
some "solid enjoyment"
AS the red and golden glories stretch
ed above the horizon a 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 pillows, gradually arched
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 %
els it mile, Dick?"
"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 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 I 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 gratifca-
ton. Her husband was man univer-
sally admired-as fine specimen of his
kind as was ever produced west of Prin-
giles Flat. The bride during the two
hours they remained in the town created
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.
CHOW for Dams Rock" said Dick, as
he gave his mare the rein and cast a
backward glance at Pringle's Flat.
"Pretty, isn't it?
"Pretty?" 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'll 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"
"Im glad you like it. That reminds
me; do you see that house above the
church, to the left?'
cit looks charming-the prettiest
house there"
"Glad you like it."
"Why, Dick?"
"It's yours. I bought it before ]
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.
CHOW for a trial of your strength, u
said Dick, a he tied his horse to tree
at the base of the great rock and assist
ed his wife to the ground where they
were to lunch.
"Must I climb up there, Dick ?" said
Mrs. Hope.
"That's the programme, what we
came out for to-day. You've heard SC
much of the view from Dams Rock that
you want to see it for yourself. Doyou
know you remind me now of Parthenis
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 otter
recalled in after years. Dick persisted
in forcing all kinds of dainties upor
her, I" Irish fashion," as she said after
ward. 1t was the first time she had evel
had him to herself in the glad day will
no curious eyes to peer on them, an6
she subjected her lord and master il
her turn to such straits that he gladly
cried quits as he put his hair out OF hi
eyes and viewed his tormentor.
Then they slowly mounted the mass
i've heap called Dams Rock. Such {
view! A sweep of forty miles in ont
direction, east, and almost as grand {
view to the west.
Dick sat down and handed his wifi
the glasses as he lighted fresh cigar
"Do you see that hill away off to thu
left there?"
"Hasn't it curious shapes"
"That's where the wind comes from
They manufacture it up there"
"What do you mean, Dick p
"There's valley back there that ex
tends full forty miles northwest, wher.
you come to prairie land like ours bacl
of Pringle's Flat, only there is ten time
moro Of IL The wind rolls down tn