Connecticut western news., 1882-08-09
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With 6 roar and rattle the o'clock express train rushed across the bridge that spanned the narrow river near Der went farm, and Alice Derwent, the farmers pretty, dArk-eyed daughter, stood under the vine-shaded porch, looking after it with an unconscious sigh.
 "So many come by you, so many go by you, out into the great, wide, beauti- ful world" she thought, as she gazed over the fertile valley farm and out through the break in the blue moun- tains, from whence trail of white smoke came floating back. T wonder if you will ever bring me anything, or carry me away, or must I live my life out to the end shut in by these quiet hills ?''
 " Supper ready, mother ?" called out the hearty looking farmer, halting in the glow of the bright firelight on the open hearth, as he came in from fodder mg the stock, followed by his son Thomas, who was the living, breathing l" image of his sire. :"
 "To be sure it is, replied his bustling little wife, who had just such eyes and hair as bonny Alice, and just the same sweet smile. "Isn't it always ready, father, when the train goes by? Come, Alice ]"
 ssAlice is out there looking for her fortune, mother" said Tom. s'It is coming by that train. I know all about it.
 Alice smiled and shook her head at her saucy brother, as she took her seat at her fathers side.
 sTve worked hard all day long, Martha, and Tom has kept pace with me, and we both said as we came home that we were too tired to eat. But this is comfort! It would be hard to see anything much pleasanter than this tidy kitchen, and just as hard to find any of their French cooks that can beat you and Alice, my dear," said Elihu Derwent, glancing thankfully at the blazing fire, the table laid so neatly, the tempting meal of batter-cakes and wheaton bread and golden butter and g large dish of cold beef and vegetables that was placed before the two hungry men.
 Mrs. Derwent poured out the tea strong, hot and fragrant.
 s'O.d Seaton, up in the big house wonder, don't often get such tea as this with all his servants" said Tom, look ing across the valley to the brick ani stone palace of the one millionaire O the village.
 sPoor man l' sighed Mrs. Derwent sT do pity him His wife and daughte dead, and his only son so wild and will ful and wanderer all over the world Only last week he told me, with tears il his eyes, that he had heard of his boy, ant that he had been seen lately in London intoxicated and poorly dressed. Ye when he wrote there to him-and wrot. kindly-he had disappeared. If it wa our Tom, Elihu, I should just break m. heart. Tom, if you ever do grow un steady end run away, like Philip Sea ton, you will give your mother he death-blow. Remember that p
 'sThank God, it isn't Tom, Martha I'm sorry, too, for the man and for tn boy. MT. Seaton owns that he turne him out of bis house in London in of anger, and that the boy swore h would never enter his doors again. Ba temper on both sides, you see an so- Why, Martha, what on earth 5 fhat?"
 Farmer Derwent might we'll ask tt question and rush from the tea table the door, followed by his wonderin wife and children.
 A procession of four of his neighbol was coming up from his garden gate.
 At the gate stood horse and igl wagon, and from the wagon the for men had lifted an inanimate body an were bearing it toward the house.
 "The o'clock express has run 0 the line, mile or two up the valley. said Farmer Jones, as he and his tv sons and his brother-in-law reached tl porch with their senseless burde1 Ever so. many people hurt, but ab to go on as soon as they got righte, But this poor fellow IS no nearly des that we thought we had better brir him here, being as it was the neare house, and send for the doctor. VI knew that your wife could nurse him any one could, MT. Derwent.
 You're right there. Bring hi right in, said the farmer.
 His wife led the way to her best be room, next the parlor.
 Tom sprang to the back of his sw sorrel colt and set of for the doctor.
 Half an hour later the supper tat was cleared, the supper dishes we washed and put away and Alice Dt went sat pensiyely by the kitchen fiji while her mother and father were bu with the doctor in the spare room, a, Tom, hurrying to and fro on tn, errands, stopped once or twice to