Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1881-01-27

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them at full length. watching the
smoke from their pipes with that Pc
culiarIy con,ented Iazines' which is
apt to follow hard day work among
the mountains or thirty miles pull
ia a heavy boat with wind and tide
both contrary.
Tired old fellow said Horace
shopping down to stroke the heal Of
the deer-honnd.
Rather, returned Charlie, pnfing
constantly at his merrschaum That
last stretch of the Loeb WAS no child s
plav. Glad was to see the cooked
chimney Of our primitive abode ap-
pear in sight an hour ago,
But after all Charlie, is it not bet
ter than dwadling up the Rhine, or
doing Switzerland, or msanterlrs
with FIVE thousand other tourists
through the dirty italian towns? It
gives one a new lease Of life t. feel
the air on these wild mountains and
get tossing on the stormy locbs.
Oh, Yes, agreed Charlie. It's
grand enough in all conscience and |
don't dislike rouebing it! If there WAS
but an easy chair to rest ones bones
in after days W ,rk, and loaf of
white bread to be got for love or mon
ey, INV felicity would he complete.
Charley turned himself nnconfor,
tably in the hard s.ttle. and glanced
up rather obviously at the canopy Of
oat cake above bis head
you cant expect hot rolls for
breakfast, and patent spring coushes
in the wilds Of Lewis, said Horace
driy.
III did I should he grievonsIy
disappointed, retorted Charlie with
laugh. What is the programme
for Tomorrow, Tremalne?
'Dugald says there is good trout
fishing about FIVE miles Oft, Or We can
have the boat and sail around the
coa.t to Talbet, if the wind serves
and---
And row all the way back, like
we did to-dav'' interrupted Charlie.
IT strikes Inc nothing delights our &C
comp'ishel facrotum so nuch as max
Ins us two SoutEe1nsrs, Az he calls Us
work like Two galley slaves Did you
notice the quiet grin on lace tins
afternoon when VIZ were straining
every nerve to round that contounded
Scarp Point, and h sat ut the helm
calmIy steering 1t was as much as to
say
Hush whispered Horace-here
he comes
AS he spoke the door opened, and a
tall, weatnerbeaten Highlander enter
ed the room. Letters 70, you, sir, he
said, coming toward and handling a
small packet TO Horace Tremaue
They have been lying at Tar bet for
two or thre. days. Duncan got them
this morning.
Ali right, returned Horace, as h'
Ieisnrely opened he brown paper IN
which the letters were folded. The,
cannot be Of much consequence; so the
DELAY does not matter.
There were two letters inside thu
parcel, both bearing numerous dlrec
tions and redlrectlons, as if they hat
6 come from some distance.
They seem have followed M
g half over Scotland, said, Horace
scanning the envsIors before he brok
{ the seal. One is in lady's hand
writing too. Whom in the world Cal
they be from?
{ Better look suggested Charlie
, 1t is leap year; perhaps it is an OF
q fer Of marriage.
!, Don't be an idiot retorted Horac
t. with great deliberation opening th
| lager envelope. Good Henven, h
.. CALCULATED how strangp!'
| What is the matter?' askel Charlie
;. mo bad news hope?
y. Not exactly, Do you remsmbe
b my telling you, about six weeks ag'
0 that my aunt, l4iss Dormer was dead
o The eccentric old lady who live
j. at Chaselpgh Manor, do you meal
Yes remember. Has she left you
fortune?
t. No, Of course mott never sa
,s her ia nv lifs but Horace stoI