The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-08-28
to be exiled to. 1t Is a world in it


saw him at the last German. But
she would not let him have known 1t
for the world: and so she seemed
quieter than usual st, Rose thought
it owing to her fathers death, which
had occurred since he saw her last,
He had always fancied the dainty.
brown-eyed girl. but at present he
had his hands full with the black
eyed one.
She was all spirits, life and anima-
ton. She must see the falls and
Goldwing Mountain. She was IN
terested in geological strata, and
charmed with the specimens. He
must find spot to swing her ham
mock. Her health was delicate and
his constant attendance in numerous
walks, for its benefit, would be CRATE
fully received. Vesta was taken
along in these strolls, though she pri-
vately rebelled.
There were other boarders-a fam
lily of Greys and Miss Catherwood,
who openly rebelled to Americas ap-
preparation OF the only beau.
"Umph! is she engaged to him ?"
she asked spitefully of Vesta one
day, as st. Rose and Amelia march
ed away on fern expedition, Vesta
absolutely refusing to 60.
Certainly not. But we have
known Mr.. st. Rose long time"
replied Vesta, wishing to defend her
sister.
II should think So" returned Miss
Catherwood, significantly.
"Our mothers were friends"
"Umph ~
Vesta turned away with burning
cheek. Others then noticed what a
dead set Amelia was making at the
heir of the st. Roses. Her cheeks
burned and with an impatient breath
she sat down on rustic seat outside
the door. Well, she could not help
Amelia's cause, but she would die
before she would thus openly seek a
young mans attentions! She would
live and die an old maid, or die poor
rather.
Now, Miss Catherwood did not
covet Mr.. st. Roses attention on &C.
count of his money-she was herself
rich. and drove the most elegant little
pleasure carriage at The Tameracks
By and by she came walking her
ponies down the lawn, and seeing
Vesta's sober face, she turned her
stately head. Honestly, she liked
the sweet faced girl, and her tone was
quite sincere and cordial as she call
ed:
won't you get your shade hat and
drive with me. / am going to the
village and want company"
Miss Catherwood could be as agree
able as she could be disagreeabe, and
Vesta longed for a change from her
unpleasant thoughts, SO she rose and
went for her hat.
A few rods from the house they
met st. Rose and Amelia returning,
and Miss Catherwood drew rein.
II have seat for one of you" she
said, brightly.
Thanks" said st. Rose II have
an engagement at noon but Miss
Wylie would like to 60 to town, l
presume"
Now. Amelia cordially hated Miss
CatherwOod, because she dressed bet
ter than she did, but she assiduously
cultivated her, because the lady
moved in the best society. She read
lily accepted the invitation to step in
to the elegant little phaeton, and so
unconsciously. made misstep; for
at Staryille Centre the carriage was
run into by heavy team, and, as
the wheelwright could not satisfac-
torily repair it until the next day, the
ladies were forced to spend the night
at the village hotel, which, fortu-
nately, was very comfortable.
They returned in good spirits, and
somewhat elated with their adven-
ture; had late dinner and looked
about them. 1t was a cool, bright
afternoon, but the tennis-ground and
the croquet-lawn were deserted
there were no ladies in the parlor, no
gentlemen on the porch only a soil.
tary invalid lady sewing in the wide
h6ll. All the people had gone
"huckleberrying" she said-"gone 10
Dewings' Pasture"
II know where it is! 1t is lovely
and cool down there. Let us go 70
cried Vesta.
"Huckleberrying I" cried Amelia,
disdainfully. "Shall you go?" she
inquired of Miss Catherwood. who
was knitting up her carriage. dress.
Certainly" replied the lady, who
though John st. Rose might be there.
"When am in Rome, l always do
as the Romans dO.D