The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1885-01-24

ara IRON I'll lrOvatOre. Her voice
proved to be rich soprano, of full reg
lister, clear as a silver bell, and admir-
ably cultivated. There was a moments
pause when she had done, as though
not to lose a note, and then a storm OF
applause.
Here was a sensation. Everybody
talked of her method, and the gilded
youth were in raptures. The mammas
conferred, and concluded that Miss
Scamper was member of some church
choir, or attached to some English
opera troupe, who knew? But they
were civil. There was a party going
over to Almont, Colonel ParisfalI's
place, next day. Would she go? She
assented. Dldymus said to her in a
low voice:
at is riding party, Miss Scamper.
l know the best horse in the livery
stable here, and if you'll permit me, III
secure it for you
To which she replied in the same
tone: Thank you, Mr.. Dodd you
are very kind but have one at COM
mand already. Get that for yourself
Somewhat rebufed, Didymus color
ed, but she added, "Mine shall not dis
grace you," which was a distinct init
nation that she expected him as escort.
The spirits OF Didymus rose from zero
to blood-heat.
The next morning, as the riders were
ready to start, groom, known to be
one Of Colonel Parsifalrs, rode up,
leading amagnihcent blooded bay horse,
equipped with side-saddle. As they
were admiring the animal, Miss Scamp
err in neat riding habit, made her
appearance. The groom took off his
hat. Didymus, not little astonished,
put forth his hand, and the lany vault
Led 10 the back of the horse with easy
grace. The cavalcade set out, Miss
Scamper and Didymus together, and
being better mounted than the others,
were soon at the head of the column.
About mile from the Springs there
was bar in the way. A lofty tulip
tree had been blown down during the
night, and had fallen across the road,
the trunk well up on account of the
wide roots. Some one had already
cleared way by letting down fences
on the road side; but Miss Scamper
did not go around with the rest. She
faced the trunk, the horse went over,
and then trotted on. Didymus faced
it too. His brute got over, but half
stumbled. Didymus was country-bred
had ridden horses to mill bare-backed,
and was a half centaur when boy; so
he brought his horse up.
Miss Scamper smiled approvingly.
Everybody admired the ease and
grace with which Miss Scamper man
aged her horse, and Didymus more
than everybody.
When they arrived at their destina-
ton, the party dispersed in the house
and over the grounds. They found
old Scampcr there. He had gone over
before in carry-all. Almont was the
property Of Colonel Almont, and was
for sale, with its fine blooded stock of
horses and cattle, its furniture its libra
ry, and everything in the house and
around it. The colonel and his family
were in Europe, and intended to stay
there while he educated his sons at
Heidelberg. So he offered the whole
"a house that cost a hundred and
thirty thousand dollars, with all its off,
ces of all kinds, stables, palmery, gra.
| perry and greenhouses, furniture made
10 order, and over twelve hundred
acres of land in high state of cultiva-
tion-''for," as he said in his letter, ga
mere song" So it was; but as it was
set to the tune of three hundred thous-
and dollars, there were few who could
render the music.
They all admired the place. The
agent who was there, seized on the
Scampers and Didymus, to whom he
showed everything and explained every
thing. Didymus was amused at this,
and whispered to Miss Scamper, He
has picked out the only three who
could certainly not buy it, Miss
Scamper, by the twinkle in her eyes,
evidently appreciated the fun Of the
situation. Then the agent seized old
Scamper, and dragged him off 10 look
at the blooded horses and imported cat.
tie, leaving Didymus and the girl to-
gether.
''How do you like the place, Mr.
Dodd?" inquired she.
Like it, Miss Scamper Why, il
is garden Of Eden that is, it would
be so to me, if had it with an Eve
in it."
The young lady smiled, and said
"You like country life, then, Mr.