The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1894-12-20
To NOVEMBER.


Helen, and would like to have you
drive with him to the city," said Rev.
Mr.. Clarkson. the new pastor of the
First church in the picturesque coun
try town of Oakford. looking through
the screen-door into the. .brigat kitchen
where his young lady daughter was
wiping thea china gtea cups that
her mother was daintily washing.
The lovely young girl dropped the
snowy towel as she exclaimed
80 [ have the first invitation to
ride after that fine new horse the girls
are all talking abOut-and [ have an
errand in the city-how fortunate"
Then catching up the dryer again she
added: Il hardly think | will go.
Please to excuse me, papa dear"
But you have no reasonable excuse.
my child, and it would be wrong tore
fuse an intended kindness. | will tell
him that you will be ready Immediate
ly."
No doubt you will have a delight
full drive" said Mrs. Clarkson. stand
ing ready to hand her daughter, who
was hastily pinning on her turban,
her sack and gloves.
''Bnt L wish he had not invited
me, mamma. Ever since we came
here to.liye the girls have teased me so
about him that l am as awkward and
constrained with him as possible"
Forget your self consciousness but
do not forget that although Mr.. Gill
cite is called the finest young man in
The village there is one thing he Iack-
eth. 1t may be some word Of yours
that shall influence his future"
'Oh, mamma, [ cannot think Of any.
thing at all to say to HIM, and if the
Lord wishes me to be of use he must
create the oppurtunity."
IF the opportunity arises, show
yourself equal to lt,-that Is all, my
daughter Good by"
Perhaps as they drove down the
long oak-shaded village street,
the bright young girl was more silent
than was quite natural. but she was
fond of horses and the fine specimen
that was taking them easily forward ov-
er the hard road bed SO excited her ad-
mlratlon that the perturbation she had
really felt at first was quite lost sight
of. To their right was the hot. burn
ing, midsummer sunset athwart which
great purple clouds with gray and sill
yer shadings were rapidly piling and
as the last arrow like rays suddenly
painted them with crimson and edged
them with gold, she exclaimed i'm
pulsively:-
Such a sky seems like momentary
revelation of the gateway to the city
of gold"
Now if she is going to preach l
shall not know what to say" thought
the young man, and he attracted at
tention to the horse. that was cooking
back this ear and that as If taking note
ofevery word, with inward amusement
at the progress of the acquaintance.
lie wants to spin," be said. but [
thought would hold him a little at
the start"
That is kind, for this road is quite
new to me. How very pleasant it is,
SO level, with farm-hou5es scattered
here and there, and how many people
there are driving, this is the third
team we have met with men and
women and children"
I'VE have only dry showers this year
and no one is afraid Of the clouds.
There will be a full turnout at the cir
Gus at the lower village this evening"
80, that IS where so many are going"
Soon they came to a point where the
road divided, the one diver ging run
ming in half circle for mile and a
half and then coming back into the
main road again.
That is what you have doubtless
heard called thekCrescent," he said
That stream isithe Crescent brook, and
the blue building the Crescent mill.
The yellow cottages are the homes of
the tenants, and the cluster Of build
ings painted bright red is the old
Gillette homestead where my grand
father and father and [ were born"
1t must be pleasant place" said
Helen, looking across at the beautiful
estate with great interest and admira-
tion.
There is nothing that can in any
way come up TO it in all the country
side. 1t has been in our family since
the town was first settled. and there is
stillin use old furniture, porcelain and
silver that was brought over from
England, as well as the rude, quaint
articles fashioned by the colonists
While my grandfather lived he always
had family Thanksgiving gathering,
when all the old things were brought
tothe front, and we children used to
dress up in old finery found in the
chests and closets in the garret: but
since his death the property has been