Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1885-05-09

Otner trees grew spaTsoiy mere dnu
there all over the table land. High
up on the farof horizon rose the
w-clad jagged peaks of the Alps,
tinged with the carmine of the setting
sun, and the clouds and mists that
enveloped them beneath we're also
tipped with red, shading off lower
down into purple, q then. into gray
But it wasn't on the mountains, nor
Ton the clouds either, that Frank was
gazing, but on the charming little
chalet, still lower down. 1t was half
buried in brushy trees, and there was
smoke curling up from it
On went Frank de vaud, contin-
uing his song. He said kindly good
might to bevy of girls who were
waiting for the cows to come home.
Still higher up he met the COWS them
selves, and stood aside till they pass
ed.
Then he must shake hands with
the herdsman, and the herdsman
laughed and said:
4 know where you are off to, Frank
Vaud, / know We will soon all have
dance. Ali know; ha! hal don't
deny it. We all know. Good night
Vaud.' ga y = V@
We'll, Johanna was waiting for him,
and they metas true lovers who are
betrothed, and soon to be wed, usual
~ do meet. They did say that Jo-
hanna was the prettiest girl in all the
canon, and / think they were not far
wrong. Her dress became her 90,
too, and the modest way her hair was
done up, and her sweetvoice, and her
deep blue thoughtful eyes, and the
blush upon her bohny face, and-and
but there suffice tito say, shewas
q charming little mountain maiden,
and no one could blame Frank o bit
for loving her. EkA
But could she name the day, think
you! Notsshe. ,s5EstE SAP 3AsO
oh! I don't know she always an
swered bashfully. Well, then,' she
added on this particular evening, say
in six months time
oh! dearest, we don't know what
might happen before then, said Frank
somewhat thoughtfully.
Frank de Vaud was right.
But he said, remember, darling,
I'll claim you to the very day. So be
ready
Frank de Vaud was out almost
every day in the mountains. A very
daring hunter, he !! And very sue
cessful one too. His gun, though,
was not much to look at, it had many
little eccentricities, but as Frank
knew them all, and made allowance
for them, he wouldn't have given that
old gun for one worth double the
money.
| One beautiful afternoon, when high
above the mountains, he shot at a
chamois long way down beneath
him. 1t was no easy task to reach it,
but he succeeded at last. He sat
down beside it. He lit his pipe, and
began to dream and build castles in
the air, or, If he did not build castles
he imagined one sweet little chalet,
which would be all his and-Hullo
was that shout from this crevasse
far, far below? He listened, Yes,
there it was again, ringing loud and
clear, though, owing to the distance,
no louder than the voice of a midget.
Help! Help! Coo ee. Helpl Help!
De Vaud looked over the ledge and
saw dark figure in the snow.
'Hullov he shouted. I'll go back
for assistance. Keep up your heart.
Watt
And away went Frank, leaving his
gun beside the slain deer.
wait, indeed' gro We'd little Mr.
Poddlesby to himself. 1'll haze to
wait What a fool 1 was to come
away without a guide! 1 shall loose
a good dinner, toop
Little Mr.. Poddlesby hailed from