Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1881-05-18

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dear" said Mrs. Hope, as she looked ad-
miringly first at her son Dick, who was
driving up to the door in his new buggy,
then at her daughter-in-law, Mary Hope,
whose honeymoon was at its full.
II am so gladr' said the young wife.
"What lovely weather we have had ever
since came here! not at all like what
some of the friends predicted when they
said we ought to spend our honey moonin
the east"
Dick Hope at that moment sprang out of
his buggy lightly, and gallantly extended
hand to his wife.
"Nonsense!" exclaimed Mary Hope. II
am not such helpless creature that cant
get in myself" and she stepped lightly
into the buggy with merry laugh.
Mrs. Hope the elder gave an approving
nod "Its Just as well to let Dick know
you can help yourself. These western
men
Need managing like other men" inter-
rupted her daughter-in-law with another
laugh.
Old Mr.. Hope, coming down from the
stables at that moment, eyed the horse.
buggy, and harness (Dick had expended
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then stood patting the horse's neck kindly
He was an aumirer of fine horses, and his
judgment was sought far and wide onsall
points of horse flesh: There's fine mettle
here, Dick"
81 know it," said Dick proudly.
Cheap at four hundred,' said Mr.. Hope.
"Have you tried her yet?',
81 think she's good for two-twenty, one
without much of an effort"
"Why, isn't that fast horse, Dckp"
asked his wife, whose curiosity was arous-
ed.
Just middling," answered the husband
1--WE have them out here faster that that" "
at is fast" said his father. 1--WE used
to think it impossible, but we have got so
far on now there's no telling what's in a
horse. | like this mare very much. If it
was anybody else's, I'd"
Come now, what would you give,
father?" said Dick banterngly.
"It's all in the family so I'm saved a
hundred dollars at least"
"A hundred more wouldn't buy her,
father. Just say to anybody that covets
my new mare l wont take cent less than
seven hundred dollars, Why, she goes
like the wind"
That reminds me, Dick; you'd best
take the road round by brakes"
"And lose good half hour" said the
| elder Mrs. Hope.
You take my advice" said her husband.
Il mean coming back. 1t doesn't matter
going. If it should blow you will find it
safest"
Dick, who was adjusting strap, looked
off east and west. smiled in satisfied way
and observed, II don't see any signs of Il
Storm
Nor |" said his father; "but no one
knows anything about the wind here. I'll
never forget the sweep got twenty years
ago coming over Pringle's Flat"
That is whele we are going, isn't it,
Dick?" Mrs. Dick Hope looked the least
trifie anxious as she turned to her husband
"Was it so bad, Mr.. Hopep"
bah! Bad's no name for it, Why, it
blew my wagon as far as from here to the
barn-blew the horses off their feet. tore
up trees, and lodged me against rock
that saved my lfe."
That must have been terrible" said
Mary Hope.
Don't let him frighten you" said Dick
smilingly: "lightning' never strikes twice
in the same place. I'm all right you see.
The only time was blown away was
when l went east for you. Are we all
ready now? Basket in, motherP"
Mrs. Hope nodded gayly, Dick lifted the
reins lightly, and away the new buggy
with its happy occupants sped over the
prairie.
1t was early morning. The fingers Of
the dawn stretched upward, dissolving the
shadowy mist that hung over the prairie
and the thin line ofwoodland that lay away
off to the west like fringe on a neatly cut
garment. The young wife inhaled the
perfumes exhaled from the flowers, filling
the atmosphere with rich odors. There
were lines upon lines of variegated tints
above the horizon. Such sunrise Mary
Hope had never looked on except among
the mountains. There were tints of GRIM
son, amber and gold; and above all white
pillars rose ajestically-palace more
magnificent and stately than any that the
human mind could conceive
"How grandr' she said, as Dick looked
smilingly at her.
"The mind of man cannot measure all
its beauties,' said Dick, as he lighted a
cigar and settled himself down for some
'solid enjoyment"
AS the red and golden glories stretched
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, radiating, as only the
summer sun can, the rarest tints Of amber