Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1884-01-24

II GNIAEllNlRIA HAIt- a. N%S LAE
AMI 40 they started. They wen TO
Snr;nofiel,f aud up 10 the Connecticut.
Thav stoned at Northampton that dem
~, ,,,;,,;,s ,,s;s the female college there;
| they nassed a charming day at Brattle-
hnrn. hey loitered everywhere. AT
Haverill they engaged an open carriage,
/: drawa IN n span Of Slack horses tEat
made licht OF mountain road. They
mt mn at cross road hotels, and, tu-
tored by Uncle John, the girls drew from
tbe clear mo1ntain streams many a speck-
led beauty. Finally they reached the
enchanted sapd, and then it transpired
that this was not Uncle Johns Grst visit,
He was familiar with every desirable
| drive. not even Starr King knew better
the best poitts for studying the charm
inc scenery -And then Jennie discoy-
cred new treasures in her pauper uncle.
II he was fairly familiar with every
branch of literature, he was equally ut
home with the feTal life of field and for
| est. He read the formation III the con-
! tour of the hills; be named the birds
| from listening to their songs; not q flow
er on che mountains or in the meadows
| was unknown.
And so the weeks sped by in happy
| content. From the White. hills they
driffed to PSrtsmouth; they sailed out
| TO the AppledOrc; they staid several
days at the big hotel, and Jennie delight
| ed her eyes with a good long look at
| Celia Thaxter. They stopped at New
buryport. rode along within sight Of the
| Merrimack, passed the house on the IS
land which shelters Mrs. Spofford and
her sister,~and in a little side street,
leading off the long, rambling thorough.
| fare of Amesbury, found the home of
the Quaker poet. BY and by they
reached the Hub, stopping at the Bruins
| wick, and Uucle john seemed as faml-
lar with Boston, as with the White hills
A week passed., and still the five hum
dred dollars held out and Jennie began
to think the purse that held 1t was like
the one so famous in myth. At last Au-
gust drew near its close; they had been
away from home seven weeks; Jennie's
school would soon recommence, and
Sues customers begin to think of fall
styles. Was not the five hundred spentp
Once John drew a long face.
Little gir3s, what must be, must be"
he said, Though there is still money In
the purse. What q pity WI cannot. keep
on tof the ekld Just as We are, with no
thought Of schools or the cutting Of
dresses
st would Ike nice, I must confess
assented Jennie. ssThis trip has almost
spoilt me, thobgh I have seen the White
hills, and now | want to see beyond the
Atlantic. have had one good outing,
at any rate, In never have another: and
| am readyt0gO back to the little brown
cottage and take up my work once
more"
1t wa almost dark when the ra-lor
car which contained them, Uncle
Johns extravaganza holding out tethe
end,D drew up at Rifetown station. As
they alighted, a gtaerb carria g, drawn
By magniiceDA Jack horses, stood
waiting, and . seq an livery touched
bis hat sbss1uiouA no Uncle John, and
opened tbs carriage door for the party
-vw-svssswzA John let al walk, I sald
Jennie. rvs know the streets of Rifle
town web enough not to miss our way,
and 1 ain sure the money is all gone by
this time.r
"Jgst enough left to pay the carriage
hire, laughed Uncle John. slump in,
girls, let's wind up our outing rovally.n
The servant had already loaded In
their bundles, the driver had difficulty
In holding The impatient horses, and
Jennie and Sue and Uncle John were
finally in the carriage, and away they
went with a dash.
Finally the carriage stopped before a
stately gateway, illumined by two bril-
! liant gaslights. and the door was opened
by the o~bseQuious fooimaE.
Why, Uncle, the driver has made a
mistake. This is not hnme,' said Jen-
| nle looking osst.
mot homer said Uncle John getting
out on TO the sidewalk. "Yes, this is
| assae or, II it ID not we will walk the rest
OF the way
Jennie laughed her merry laugh. This
homer Why, this was the Locusts. the
grandest mansion In RiAetown. MANY
a time had she looked admiringly at its
broad yelvet lawns, its masses of bloom
ing flowers, It's rare and beautiful trees.
its winding 49,, its statues, its rows OF
greenhouses and ~graperies. Uncle John
was getting fa~cetious. The gifts got ont.
the fo0tnsan touched his hat, mounted
by the side OF the driver, who, without
waiting for his fee, drove away.
Come, girls, let US 90 up and look at
the mansion. Perhaps, after all, it's the
little brown cottage made oser by the
wish Of some modern Aladdin said
Uucle John.
Again Jennie laughed.
why, Uncle john, has coming home
turned, your head? III We should 70 and
ask % look at the mansion. they would
send for the tToliee.r
Send for the police? Hardly as bad
as that, Jennie. At my rate I have a
call TO make. Come up the walk a little
way
Uncle John took his companions each
BY the arm, and with gentle force led
them up the broad marble steps, up the
very steps, and did not pause until he
had swung back the door ofstained glass.
and the three stood in the stately hall
OF the mansion. Turning tn The y;rJ.t