Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1885-09-24
On a Hilltop.

| O0e MRICetuoohs ii SOue'" A""'
when the late spring was making stren-
uous efforts to assist herself by means
of shivering fringe of green hung up
on naked boughs, and by tinge OF red,
like a blush for her tardiness, over the
bushes Of Ryrus japonica, the main
drive offered the usual spectacle OF
pleasure. seekers on wheels, rolling at
discreet rate of speed between Fifty
ninth street and One hundred and
tenth street, and back again, while
keeping carefully In view of each others
equipages, horses, grooms, and gowns.
Passing in review the rapid success.
sion of coaches, landaus, victorias,
broughams, wagonettes, T-carts, til
burys and village carts, sprinkled with
less pretending buggies and hansom-
cabs, young man on horse kept his
spirited steed In check, curveting back
and forth at the entrance of one of the
equestrian roads crossing the principal
drive, until a trig policeman began to
cast upon him side glances of decid-
edly investigating character. Evident
ly the young mans search was VAIN, for
look of annoyance came upon his O.
pen face, and giving his horse an unrea-
sonable cut with the riding.stick, he at
last consented to gallop away from the
spot he had so long haunted. At that
exact moment another rider cantering
lightly along the bride path. emerged
from the trees ahead, bringing face to
face with him pretty girl with golden
hair, and q bunch OF narcissus in the
breast of her well-cut habit.
You told me you were to drive with
your mamma !" abruptly exclaimed
the young gentleman to which the
lovely Amazon replied, blushing slight
ly and tossing her head. that she could
not know she was obliged to render an
exact account of her doings to every
person with whom she might chance to
dance at Mrs. GARDENERS ball. The
groom coming up nc this juncture di'
verted conversation from an apparent
" threatening channel. In the most
natural manner our young gentleman's
horse was turned, and the couple were
making their way through the dreary
suburb on the west side of the park, to
emerge upon the beautiful Riverside
Drive. Here a wide and admirably
made road runs parallel with the Hud-
son. whose tranquil bosom, skinned
by white-winged sail boats or SCARED
by bustling steamers along the channel,
reflects, on the farther side, the wood
crowned SUBMITS of the Palisades and
the colors of the sky.
'sTo enjoy the Riverside" the young
man said, ''one should resemble the
true love- of the early English poet,
who looks not back, his eyes are fixt
afore.' Let me recommend you to i'm
pose forfeit on yourself for turning
your head one moment from the left as
we follow mp the avenue. In this way
you may be able to preserve the Illus
ion that your are out of town."
Its all of piece with everything
here" the girl answered, with discon-
tented glance at the landscape on the
right. There, amid curious combin-
alton of squalor and ambitious archi-
lecture, she chanced to see the grassy
slope in front OF squatteI's shanty,
where in wilderness of rubbish and
tomato cans, two sportive goats were
assuming the attitude of the supporters
of the British coat Of arms. Beyond
an open expanse Of rocky hillside.
streets and bouleYards In various stages
of constructions were to be seen. To
Miss Caroline Heath, aged twenty-one,
recently returned from six years. resi-
dence In Europe, the incompleteness of
American affairs in general was
source of continual comment. Edgar
Barclay, on the contray, the son of a
Western man, who after making for
tune In Cleveland had moved to New
York to spend it, was warm defend
er of our peculiar institutions, and
coming from other lips than those OF
the present critic, would have resented
unflattering comments upon them with
emphasis.
They had now turned into broad
boulevard, and followed it to an end,
indicated by the presence of workmen
| with their impediments making a bar
rier across the road.
| .'Let us 60 on" Carry urged.
"Yonder, on that hilltop, see genu'
inc old house that must have been
there since the Revolution at least. ]
am determined to ride up and have a
peep at it.
| Apparently unlnhabitated but for a
pale ring of smoke from the kitchen
chimney, the old house stood in melan
choly isolation upon bluff overlooking
the river. The avenue there in process
| ~ oonotruotion had ruth1nsa1v SHAVED