The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-03-10
ONE OF NATURES NOBLEmEN.
"How lovely ~

" IpNiAD
Purity as a p%ictur'. There amt
nothin' that lays over an October
sunrise on these mountains. Look ut
the mist risin' from that cascade
t'other side OF the valley. Makes a
rainbow. You kinder take TO this
sort O. thing, don't you, Miss Penn
broke?"
ooh, yes, indeed. ! am IA wor-
shipper at the shrine Of nature. One
glimpse Of such scenery as this is TO
me worth a journey across the CONT
nent," and the truth Of Miss Penn
brook assertion was reflected i'm her
flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes.
They were on horseback, and had
halted on II high plateau where the
sunrise and this choice bit Of noun
tain scenery had burst simultane-
ously upon their view.
To look at these two riders one
could not avoid the impression that
both were somewhat out Of place in
each others society. One was II
beautiful young lady, fresh from the
heart Of characterization, with an
unmistakable air Of culture and high
breeding; the other was II hardy
miner, whose knowledge Of the world
was confined TO the wild, mountain
Gus gold regions Of California and
Nevada. One had II slight, willowy
form, displayed TO good advantage in
n neat-litting habit Of some rich ma
terial tho other revealed a tall, ath-
letic figure, clad in garments that
were coarse and unpretcntious, but
by no means u%nbecoming.
They had met by the mcres.
chance. A party Of tourists from
some Eastern city had stopped for n
month ut the little town Of Blaze
away, and Miss Pembroke and her
parents were Of the party. ~Blazcaway,
one year ago, had been nothing more
than II mining camp, but il had grown
like n mushroom in the night, rs il
were, and had become so popular
with travellers and pleasure seekers
that n passable hotel was now one Of
its most important institutions. In
its immediate vicinity was some OF
the grandcst scenery to be found in
the whole range of the Sierra Nova
das, and this with its delightful
climate and many advantages Of loca-
tion was the secret of its attractive
ness.
1t SO happened that Joe Langdon,
the miner, became the favoritc guide
OF this particular party ON their sight
seeing expeditions, during their So
journ at ~Blazeaway. He was n good
looking, ~big-hearted, intelligent fell
low, with Il certain rough cloQucnce
in his speech and manner, and n pc
culiarly graphic style of relating the
legends and anecdotes connected
with the points Of interest that came
under their observation.
Strange to say, the proud Miss
Pembroke became deeply interested
in this Joe Langdon, She found him
an entertaining companion, with
views and ideas similar to her own, if
they had only been cultivated, and
she was amused rather than shocked
by his simple, unpublished language.
He liked poetry, and she read to him
sometimes by the hour, while he lis
tened with beaming eyes and bated
breath. And while she marvclcd
that a man so utterly without culture
and learning could be fond Of such
things, it probably never occurred 60
her that it might not be SO much the
poetry as the musical rhythm Of her
own sweet voice that engaged his
rapt attention.
AT any rate they were good friends,
and when the entire male portion of
the excursion party went off for a two
weeks hunt up the Sacramento river,
Miss Pembroke was left with little
else to amuse herself with beside this
new admirer Of hers. 1t was certainly
a great comfort to her to have him
always near her, as guide and protec-
tor, when she went beyond the limits
Of the little town.
They had risen early this morning
on purpose to see the sun rise. Lang
don having ~expatiated on the beauty
Of the scene as viewed from n certain
point on the mountain, Miss Penn
broke went into raptures over It,.
1T is the most beautiful sight
] ever witnessed !" she exclaimed,
again and again. How good OF you to
propose this morning ride. Mr.. Lang
don. You are always thinking of some
thing new for my enjoyment. |
must induce the rest Of the party to