Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1894-09-21

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col cnt example. You Will never regret
king such stop.
Now YOU see my lite dom7in inca
paupcra regina the retreat of the sage.
Here | live, and live lppily, like an old
shepherd in the golden aSe-lcve by my
neighbors, which is not easy; and Vener-
oting the gods, which is perhaps easier
An, Young sir, you read Virgil, am
sure, and YOU will excuse me II quote
him. 1t was for me he wrote:
Fortunate scnox, hc inter humna nota,
Et fontes sacros friGus capt@Dlt opa@uln'
"And this as well:
"Fortunatus ct illc decs qui novit asrestes,
Panaquc, Silvanum que semen!
"Nymphasque sorores!" finished Le!anl,
smiling and moving his head slightly
t direction OF the ladies, who preceded
them.
Quite to the point. THAI is pure
truth" clied Metcalf, gayly. Did You
hear that, Clara?'
Yes, father"
And did you understand it?"
NO, father.
Il do not belie~e you, my Gear! l do
not believe you" the old mau laug he'd
heMtily. DO not believe her, MIR. e.
land; women have the faculty of under
standing compliments in every Ian
guage." ,
This conversation brought them to the
house. where they sat down On the YER
anda to enjoy the view.
Lei ndpraised judicously the farm and
well-kept lawn, accepted an invlt 'tlon TO
dinner the next week, and then discree'ly
retired, fatt ring himself that his intro
duction had made favor able impression
upon Nathan Metcaif, but regretting lis
apparent want Of progress with the fairy
footed daughter and her friend Mildred
Lester.
lie was in error.
"Jhis young man." said Mr.. Met alf,
when lie was left alone with his daughter,
"has some touch of the ancients, Viii b
is something; but he still resembles his
fla her. whom | never liked. His eyes
and his smile recall some tr its Of his
admirable mother, lut positively, my
dear Clua | am afraid Of him. His
principles, they say, IRE vicious.
Who says so, fatber?"
Current rumor, my child.
Current rumor, my dear theY, Is Or
ten mistaken, and always exaggerates'
For my yart, like the gentleman, who
seems thoroughly refined and at his
ease"
Bah! suppo @ because be compared
you TO a nymph in the fable.
"If be compared me to nymph in the
f,b'e. he was wrong; but he never ad-
dres cd me n word III En6l sh that was
not in good taste. Before We condemn
him let us see for ourselves 1t is a
habit YOU have always recommended 10
me, you know"
You cannot deny, CT r., said the old
m II with irritation, that be eXba'cs tie
most decided and disagreeable Odor Of
New York-of Fifth avenue itself. lie
is too politc-too studied! Not the
shaAow Of cnthusiasm--po FIRE of youth
He ne,nr laughs as I should wish to set
a man of h age laugh; young mar
should roar TO split his waiStban Il"
There, father, you don't mean al you
say, I'm sure. And for my part, | repeat
l like him; his manners please me.
Mildred, Lester, and Edith had gone
away together, Mildred holding Edith
hand As they entered the door Mildred
, whisperel in her companion S ear:
Isn't he handsome gentleman? In
sorry hos gone. like him so much.
CHAPTER MI.
LELAND SECURES ANAILY-THE RAGPICKEH
During the succeeding We k Lelan'
met Nathan Metcalf and the severa
members OF his family more than once
And after the dinner TO which he bad beel
invited he &c ermined. upon mature re
| flection on n bold mOve--a move that ha'
the effect of plung,ng Clara Denton II
the most profound astOn'shment.
He asked her in a low voice, and wit
REGULAR emphasis, if she would he kim
enough, at her leisure, TO grant him tn
honor of moments private conversation
Clara Denton opened still wider thos
large ewes of hers, Llushed slightly, an
replied that she would be 1T home tn
next afternoon at three o'clock.
Al the appointed hour he prescnte'
himself before her.
He found her in the garden, seate
under a group of young trees, forming
rustic bower.
She was fond Of this place; the mos
tender memor es were asso ciated with Ii
She was seated at small rustic table
covered with pieres Of wool and silk, o
low air her feet elevat d on stool
and working on a piece OF embrolder
Warren Leland, an expert III al tn
nice.ies and exquis to devices of the fe
mile mind, smiled TO himself at Tins au
d:ence in the open air. lie thought d
f,ihomed its meaning. Mrs. Denton de
sire to deprive this interview of the con
fdential character which closed door
would have gwen 1t.
This was the simple truth. This lady
4Io
was not at all simple She had no
passed ten years of her youth, her beauty
and her wldowhood without receiving
under forms more or less direct som
dozens of declar. .tions, which had III
spired her with Impressions Whict
although lust. were not ALWAYS too fiat
tering to the delicacy and discretion Q
the opposite sex.
Like all women of her age, she kne'
her DANCER and, unlike most OF then
she did not love it. She had invarlabl
turned into the broad road of friendshi
ali those she had surprise ramblin
within the prohibited limits of love.
The request of Warren Leland for
private interview had seriously pre-
occupiel her since the previous e' 'enln9
What could lie the object of this myste
rious interv.oN? She puzzled Ter bral
10 imagine, but co Id not divine.
1t was not probable that Mr.. Leland. O
the commencement of their acquaint anco
would feel himself entitled TO declare hi
PASS on. However much the leaowne
gallantry OF the young man lose to he
memory, she thought so famous a lady
killer as be might adopt unusual mett
ods and might think himself entitled
dispense with much ceremony in dealin
with hum Die country woman.
Animated by these ideas, she resolve
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