The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1886-10-20

that they honestly regretted his depart
urs. And though they would have dis
claimed Indignantly. and with truth,
any suggestion that they had suffered
ennui before his appearance, still they
began to look forward 70 the possible
Sunday when be would come again
They might have had visitors in album
dance, Of course. But though not by
any means selfish people. they were
still not gregariOus TO any extent.
Their unsOcial instincts were prob
ably due to their tiondness for travel
ing. and the ease with which they had
always been able to crafty that fond
ness. Amy, in fact, could hardly have
told which was her own country. She
was as familiar with France and Ger.
many as America, and. Scotland she
has always loved. But since they had
discovered the redwOods OF California,
she was inspired by their grandeur to
quite strong patriotism, for. though
cosmopolitan bred, she was California
born.
The next Sunday John Westwood
could hardly conquer his desire TO visit
his new friends. But he felt that it
would be better taste to let one Sunday
clapse between his visits. He was not
very much expected, to be sure. as
they did not look for him before twoor
three weeks. But in that week, Mr..
Desart received a telegram that de-
manded his immediate presence in
New York. And in few days this
family, always prepared for such cmcr-
poncies, were on their eastward way.
Mr.. Desart. as politcness demanded,
wrote note of explanation and apol-
| ogv to Mr.. Westwood, whose address
he intended to transcribe from the San
Francisco directory. His intentions
were good, but when they had left New
York and were far out on the Atlantic.
he discovered the still unaddressed
note in one of his many pockets. II
Ii is unnecessary to dwell on the dis
appointment and surprise of Mr.. West
wood, when in high spirits he set out
on the woodland path, only to find a
DIES rted house at the end OF it. He
repeated the visit at odd intervals dur
ins the rest of the summer and fall.
but always with the same result, till
he finally gave up in despair, and
came near to believing that he had
never been lost in the redwoods, but
had fallens asleep on an enchanted
hillside Gas Grimm people do) and
DIRE smed the whole thing. n
1 II Was late in September Of the fol-
lowing year before John WestwoOd felt
able to take his annual vacation from
business cares. But the days grew SO
warm that he determined to break
away from the hot pavements and
ceaseless noise of the city, for week
in the mountains. But where? There
were mountains north of him. mount
aims east of him, mountains south OF
| him. He had only to choose. The
mountains 10 the north were the Marin
County branch of the Coast range, of
which Tamalpais is the most promi-
nent feature. But Tamalpais is visible
from the city, SO they wouldn't do.
The same fault attached to the mount
aims to the east, that rise from the arid
San Joaquin plains, Mount Diablo was
their great failure, and his internal
majesty was plainly visible from the
city. To the south were the Santa
Cruz mountains, in whose depths his
short-llved romance of year ago was
enacted. 1t is not strange that ign0r-
ing the charms of Mendocino red
woods which necessitated day or two
of steamboat travel, and steeling his
heart against Bonner lake and the
snowy Sierras (Which were rather far
off into the bargain), he decided to
seek the bracing mountain air in the
Santa Cruz range. F was only a
few hours distant from the city, and
yet the place was a wild, untrodden
wilderness IA wilderness possessing
the great advantage of accessibility.
One had only to strike out from the
4 station at F. in any direction to
lose himsolf-as he had once proved
in virgin and primeval forest.
He had 20 hope of meeting his quon-
dam acquaintances again. II they had
been down at al, he felt sure they had
flown before that. He assured him
self that he would not have wished tc
meet them, for they had treated him
? shabhlly.. 1t was ALMOST contradictor,
impulse, then, that drew him the very
} first day of his arrival past the red
wood cabin. II he had hoped for an,
5 sign of his will o-the-wisp friends
however, he was disappointed Nc
) sign of life was about the place, and he
| avoided it in his future ,rambles. The
, large streams that flowed through the
forest were famous for trout. and tt
trout-iishing he devoted himself, a
offering fewer opportunities for getting
| lost than hunting the wary deer. 81
with rod and line, plentiful supply O
light literature. and sportsman.
/ lunch basket well filled, he would star
, ont for the day. He was impartial il
, his choice of streams, and often anglet
, in the one that flowed near Hepsidam
t He choose that one to-day. and made
| his way up the stream for long dis
| tance by lcaping from stone to stone
or by walking the mighty length of til,
: redwood trees that lay, as they hat
. fallen, in and across the stream il
every direction, and by wading will
, his water-dcfving boots in the beautiful
: smooth stretches Of water. ~ F
) AT last he reached place he Judge,
favorable alike for angling and fo
reading. Ii was redwood trunk, sof
Q with messy growths, hid among might,
e powders; and from this shelter his lin,
could play on smooth pebbly poo
that promised lots of trout. Here h,
t ensconsed himself comfortably. baitc'
e his hook, flung his line out into Oh,
stream, propped the pole up near a
( hand (which may not be scientifi,
7 way to fish. but was quite in the wa,
e of a lazy young many, stretched him
n self at full lcngth on his broad diyan