Connecticut western news., 1882-11-08
Seeing the shape matters have taken,

MISS A0lauQ, WILL Seutl0 tdC1, oAAPS quietly out, and, jumping into the phae- ton, is soon lodged in the handsome little boudoir at the manor, haunted, however, with the remembrance of sturdy form in rough jacket, which bears strong resemblance to Philip Barton.
 In the meantime Philip had been made acquainted with the history of the sum- mer, winding up with the incidents of the day drawing to close.
 q am sure I hardly know what we would have done," adds Mrs. Barton, sshad Miss Leland not arrived just as she did"
 ':And she was so kind, too, brother Phil" cries Amy. ''she's an angel ; that's what she is. ..-
 'sAngel or not, am deeply in her debt for what she has done for you all this day." cried Philip, heartily; ''but here after you shall not want for anything while live. I have enough for all."
 Philips story, briefly told, is that, when the vessel was supposed to be sink ing, all deserted her but himself and one other. After the abatement of the storm they managed to rig jury mast and sail, when, being not far from land, they brought the vessel and cargo intact into port. A heavy salvage had been awarded them, which, divided between the two, gave each small fortune, which, together with the liberal praise bestowed, was enough to have turned the head of less sensible young man. Not being at a port where he could mail letter to the folks at home, announcing his safety, Philip waited until he should come him. self which he expected would be very soon. He was delayed, however, and in the meantime the report of the ships laundering and the loss of himself and companion had been set ahoat by the portion of the crew who took the boats.
 "But now we are all right once more, mother" he cries, as he finishes the mar. ration, "and hereafter will try and re. main ashore"
 Strangely enough, several weeks pass before Miss Leland can muster up cour age enough to visit the red farmhouse and its inmates, but one bright, pleasant morning the jaunty phaeton draws ul before the low-lying house, where its oc cupant is welcomed at the door with oper arms.
 A presentation to "my son Philip follows, and the young lady finds i hard to recognize in the quiet, taste fully y-dressed gentleman the rough-look ing fellow who burst so unceremoniously into the house on Thanksgiving Day Clothes, you know, sometimes affec great changes The acquaintance ripens with the opening spring, and the thous and and one friends of the beautiful heiress are startled to learn, later in the season in fact in time to furnish food for de icious dish of watering place gossip, tha Miss Bella is engaged to 8 young manu facturer "up country"
 ''I know positively nothing about him my dear he was formerly sailor, O something of that sort, I believe" is tn invarlable answer to the question as t. who he is.
 Bella, however, is satisfied, and this i of more importance, probably, than tn wishes of her pseudo friends.
 They are quietly married in the earl, fall, and not very away from the little re, farmhouse, which neither Philip no Bella will suffer to be touched, rises handsome home, where, the next Thanks giving Day, merry party is gathered and into which no chill ghost of grir misery is suffered to approach, even s near as the outermost boundary of tn wide-stretching lawn that reaches ava
 toward where the tall chimneys just 0 the edge of the village tell of the presenc of the great factories of Leland Barton.