The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1882-08-26
TEN YEARS OF A LIFE.
BY A. II. X. P.

Nestled among the Blue mountains,
far from the busy haunts of commerce, is
the picturesque village Of s.. People
call it a 'more dead than alive" place,
for the most exciting events of the day
are the arrivals of the two trains from the
metropolis. Long ago all thoughts of
navigating the river as far north as S.
We're abandoned on account Of the riffs !;
and now, with the exception of few
RATS in spring, the waters sweep serenely
on, bearing no greater freight than the
skifis of pleasure-seekers.
1t was evening. The sun had sunk be-
low the horizon, and its last rays brllli-
antly iliumiued the village and river;
the latter was dotted as usual with pleas
uTe boats. In one of these-a light
working boat, such as college students
use-sat youthful couple to whom we
will introduce our readers. The younger
occupant was young girl of nineteen,
rather slender and strikingly handsome;
she was leaning back and trailing her
hand through the water; in her lap exs
quisite wild flowers were gathered in pro-
fusion. AS she sat there in the goldt n
sunlight, her blue boating suit and dark,
bright beauty made striking picture.
such was Edna r. i'd, the acknowledge d
belle of S.. Her companion was II
Young man somewhat older than herself;
his face was extremely pale; his brow be-
tokened intellect of unusual degree ;every
feature indicated refiuement; one might
easily guess that he was an artist His
eyes were fixed upon his companion with
an expression of tenderness as he said,-
Edna, this may be our last row to-
gether. Will you recall these happy
hours when l an far away?"
Indeed Herbert, shall always re-
member kindly the companion of my
childhood"
Yes but, Edna, is that all?"
"All, You remmeber your promise
With a sigh he leaned back in his sent,
q for few moments neither spoke
then in light tone he said
"Oh! the baron has arrived. / saw
him this afternoon. You will not like
him; he is too grave to please you"
II do not like foreigners at all Mrs.
CtrSwell is n charming woman, but it is
not probable that her brother is like her;
however, We shall see him tonight, and
can decide better then"
He will not like s. if he has any
taste. l hate III"
"He will show his good taste II he does
like this old town; 1T is the pieAsa ntest
place know. We had better return; it
is late, and promised Mrs. Carswell to
assist in arranging these flowers. 1t is
to be hoped the baron will keep out OF
the way"
They were soon at the shore, and Edna
Sprang out OF the boat.
Goodbye, Herbert You need not
come"
Herbert Worth gazed after her for a
moment, aud then rowed away.
Edna walked leisnrely up the principal
street of S., carrying her flowers care
lessly in her hand. Suddenly a small
boy darted past and knocked the bios
SONS to the pavement.
"Allow me, said a rich, musical voice
at her side.
She turned and saw a tall, distinguished
looking man STOPPING to restore the in
jured flowers. He handed the basket
back. bowed and passed on, but not un-
til be had seen that his courtesy had been
extended TO a wondrously beautiful girl
Edna soon reached her friends house,
where she found the hero of her slight
adventure talking to Mrs. Carswell.
Surely this was the baron,
why, here she is now. My dear, you
are late, Miss Reid my brother, Baron
Siegfrtd Won FoIstner."
The introduced parties bowed, and
Mrs. Carswell continued
You are TOO late to assist in any pre-