Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1888-06-23

I Jwlnkiing OF an eye UOtn Q! US were
deposited in the huge white banks,
With difficulty Mr.. Hamilton extri-
Gated Di Vernon, and aided me to
regain more comfortable quarters.
"Congratulating ourselves upon
surmounting this difficulty we were
just recovering our good humor,
when, 10 and behold! something snap
ped. and not and inch farther could
we proceed.
"Now, weren't we in dilemma ?
To the back of us the uninviting for
est we had just quilted in front the
snow-capped mountain over whose
sublimity but few minutes previous
| had gone into such rapturous &C.
stasy. Not a residence, however
humble, was visible to cher the
prospect.
various expedients suggested
themselves, until, finally, light dawn
ed upon me that the only alternative
was for Mr.. Hamilton to 90 in search
of assistance | assured him very
bravely, that he need have no solicit
tude at leaving me alone no indeed!
| was no timid child, and couldn't be
bribed to fear anything, but no soon
er had / witnessed his departure than
my treacherous valor cruelty desert
me.
"Instead of feeling triumphant ov
er being sole monarch of all sur
veyed, | am ashamed to confess it,
my foolish heart quaked with fear.
Each bush and tree along the way
side | fancied concealed some an
slightly spectre, which might, at any
moment, loom up before my startled
vision, with CHASTITY, cadaverous Wis
age, ready to clasp me in its awful
embrace.
''After what seemed an uncaIcula-
bly, long absence, | perceived, in the
distance, with indescribable pleasure,
the advancing figure of Mr. Hamil-
ton, accompanied by stranger.
with a strong rope they manag
ed to, temporarily, secure the break,
and the gentleman kindly directed
us our homeward route.
at was some time before either of
us recovered our wonted spirits, but
now, that it is over, | really believe
l enjoyed the experience. Anyway,
it is an event long to be remember
ed, and see, Margie,' added she,
laughing, "if / don't date from this
day, as an epoch, every event of my
future life am truely glad went. "
"Are you really through, Agnes 2"
Intercepted Marguerite, in her most
teasing tones. "You can't imagine,
dear, how highly entertained we are.
Uncle Oliver, Agnes festivity of i'm
agination is so great that she is gen
orally acknowledged as being rarely
gifted in erecting the most delightful
structures from very frail founda-
tions. Indeed, the girls at school
frequently compared her land |
think the parallel very appropriate,
too) with Deane Swift, who, as you
are aware, could compose charming
letters had he but spider web for
material. The children in the prima-
ry department of our Seminary !;
among whom Agnes is universal
favorite, seem determined not to let
her talent rust from disquietude, for
seldom an evening passes that she,
like Peter Pindar of old, is not sur
rounded by at least a half dozen Gag
er little monkeys who clamor for one
of her, what persist in calling, Ba-
ron Munchausen tales, / have no
doubt, are real, by far the greater
number have no existence except in
the realms of her fertile fancy"
1t is the last evening of Agnes
stay under Mr.. Kingsley's hospitable
roof. In the cheerful drawing room
all the household are assembled, to
spend, in sweet communion, the fast
fieetino. happy hours.