Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1894-12-07
MiscfIlamenns,
A SAMPLE SKETCH.

February sunshine was scintilating its
Polar splendor over the pine thickets
and snow-crusted wilderness of the
Gray Gorge solitary valley amid
the wooded heights of Vermont. The
little brook was casod in steel blue ar
NOR of ice the frozen mountain crests
lifted their bold and rocky peaks against
the deep, dazzling blue of the winter
sky; and the wind, as it rushed bowling
down the glen, shook the very founda-
tons Of the farmhouse in its mad gec
Eyes. there they 60" said Miss Pa,
mela, lifting the corner of the window
curtain to look down the long perspec-
tive of the winding road -Four of
en- In two cutters, with two volt
robes, and two sets of sleigh bells.
And it's the third time that Ruth and
Bessie have been asked out sleigh riding
within the month, and nobody ever
thinks of me ~
And it was little strange, too, when
one came to think of it. Miss Pamela
Pipely was plump young woman of
three-and-thirty, with rosy checks,
swapping black eyes and figure as
straight and trim as a sapling pine.
She had not Ruth's melting almond
shaped eyes, perhaps, nor the psachy
pink Of Bessio's radiant complexion,
but she was universally acknowledged
to be the best hand in picking aud pre-
severing in all the country around.
She couldn't quote Swineburne or
Jean Ingelow, but she managed her
widowed brothers household with u
firm, gentle hand, and had chest full
Of patchworks and bedqnilts and GRO
cheted tides, in the big old garrett up
stairs
In fact, Miss Pamela Pipely would
have made first. class wife to any man
living-if only the bachelors around
Gray Gorge could have been brought
to perceive a fact which was 80 mani.
testify to their advantage.
SO Miss Pipely sat before the fire Of
blazing logs, all mossed over with sill.
yer gray fringe and bubbling out their
rssinous hearts before the fiery ordeal
of the flames, and knitted away al
Squire Sans gray mixed stocking a,
il she were on a wager against old
Time, and was resolved TO conquer al
all hazards. And the dragons head
that was carved on the old nah ogauy
chair opposite, and the claw legs, and
the queer little brass knobs scattered
all over it seemed to wink soberly al
her in the pleasant light as she worked
1t was an heirloom in the family, tina
old chair, and the Pipelys we're PROUD
Of it.
Just then there came tho merry i'm
gle of sleigh bells on the road like :
peal Of miniature laughter.
"Some one else out for sleigh ride, ,
thought Miss Pamela, without turnini
her head
But to her infinite amazement, th
tiny peals ceased to chime the sleigl
had stopped.
Good gracious !" said Miss Pam ell
taking hurried observation from be
bind the Melted fringe Of the curtain
"its Mr.. Hsdger. And he's comm,
here, too"
Mr.. Hedger came in-a stout riddle
aged man, with light blue eyes shining
behind his sps ctacles, brown HAIR jusl
sprinkled with gray, aud seal muffie
buttoned up to his very nose
GOOD morning, Miss Pamela r. said
he pleasantly.
GOOD morning said Miss Pamela
"Ive called on business said Mr.
Hedger, who was one Of those uncan
onized social martyrs, a bashful oil
bachelor.
Miss Pamela, 10 be sure, was an oil,
maid, but she wasn't 10 the least depre
basbful. so that perhaps the two wer
not evenly matched
"On business p repeated the lad '
"l'll call my brother at once y
ooh. don't do that, Miss Pamela
said Mr.. Hedger. lifting his hand der
! rscatingly