Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-10-22
care your eyes good?"


ways sort o. nearsighted you know.
Some say them kind of eyes is strong
er IN others, don't know. Why, you
amt feelin' like an old woman yit,
are YEP"
"Trouble makes folks feel old, An
gienette. We lost a COW in the spring,
N our chickens amt done we'll this
summer. Five died, or more; we'd
ought to hev fifty, if they'd done
WE'LL"
We've got some beauties left"
said Daniel, IN the man that keeps
the hotel up by the lake says he'll
take all we can spare, N give a cent
pound more N anybody else will.
The moneys all Hannah's though. L
don't want none of it. She works
hard enough runnin' after 'em."
He did not say that good share OF
the running after was done by himself,
save on the few occasions when he
CHANGED to be from home.
The second week in September had
come, and Cousin Angienette's visit
was almost over. She was to leave
the next day but one.
''I wish you'd ride up to the lake
with me to morrow mornin'," said
Daniel. sI'm going to see about
shoat Sim Perkins has got terrible
nice one, N I want to hev it if he don't
charge too much"
'sI hadn't oughter leave Hannah;
she's got the bread to bake IN the floor
to wash, N don't know what else"
'sYou go right 'long!" said Hannah,
in what was for her very CHEEKY
tone. There amt any more work
than what I can do we'll enough. You
have helped me so much since you've
been here that I feel more like what 1
used to be than I have this ten year.
/ declare for it, Angienette, I'd got SO
down hearted 1 didn't seem to be one
thing nor another. I thought want
ed somethin', and b'lieve in my heart
it was you wanted all the time; and
Dannel, he amt been so chirked up, 1
don't know when."
~ s'pose you want to start early,
Dannel,' said his cousin.
81 was calculatin' if we could have
breakfast by half-past five, or SO, we
might get off about six, while it is
cool-we are going to hev hot day,
judging from the signs. The sun set
awful red to night"
A thin mist lowered over the earth,
ann the grass was heavy with dew.
The air, already autumnal, encircled
the mountain tops with ashen wells,
softening the tints, and blurring the
outlines The old wagon, with it's
worn buffalo covering hanging over
the back of the seat, was drawn by
Daniel Martins twenty two year old
mare. She logged along with the
reins dangling more loosely over her
neck than ever, if could be; and the
little frequent jerk was missing this
morning. The wisdom of this laXity
in discipline was apparently question
ed, for the conscientious animal at
length stopped short, and turned her
head to look at the couple behind.
Seeing that her master was in his
usual place, she broke into a gentle,
satisfied trot.
The lake was in view, and the air
grew more invigorating. AS they
neared the waters edge, the sun burst
forth and poured down on the CLASSY
surface shower of diamonds.
Tiny waves curIed up on the seq
ment ofbeach, and soft breeze stir
red the little ringlets under Angie
nette's straw bonnet, which had been
trimmed by the village milliner only
the day before. $50 long, Jenny"
"She don't care much for what L say"
he added, looking across the water to
the dark old mountain beyond.
''That's 'cause you're gentle with
her, Daniel. guess you never abus-
ed dumb animal"
''No, l couldn't do that" Then, af-
ter pause, "I alwuz thought, Angie,
that somehow I'd ought to bin mer
ried, eff I'd only found anybody that
would a. cared about me. But
s'pose it's too late to be thinkin' o.
that now.'
"You amt sixty yit, Dannel."
"No, but Pm close on it. Go 'long,
Jenny"
"You amt called me Angie before
sence the day told you I'd sent you
my ambrotype. I never knew wheth
er you got it, Dannel."
"Wa'al, I couldn't seem to make up
my mind to say anything about it, but
it's rolled up in silk handkerchief 1
meant to sent you for weddin'
present. My courage kind o. give