Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1904-05-13

Berlin chaise, in lieu of the
ruined chariot, bearing Mrs.
Tillotson and Mistress Anne on visit
to Berkeley, drew through Ashbys Gap,
along slopes spotted with clumps of
lilac and goldenrod.
Francis Byrd rode beside the win
dow, for he was to join Lord Dunmore
at Winches GER, whittier the governor,
in burly fit of rage at his recalcitrant
burgesses, had betaken himself to
await the gathering of troops from the
northern counties for the expedition
against the restless Shawanee Indians
on the Scioto river.
They had met but few travellers of
quality so far to the westward-for the
most part wandering petty chapmen or
perhaps n Palatinate trader coming
from Pennsylvania. These latter drove
teams of six or eight horses wearing
jingling bells. and their huge COnesto-
ga wagons We're loaded with plow irons
and with salt, lead and gunpowder for
the lower settlers.
At the notched summit Byrd rose in
his stirrups.
"The Shennando, Anne" he cried.
Below, where the unbroke sunshine
spun its web, lay gold valley clasped
in hills. The near mountain walls
stood all matted with FURNISHED leaves
of wild ivy and bloom of chamG-
daphne its white cup shapes stained
with purplish red. In the wooded bot
tom the river shivered with the tum-
bling foam of steep torrents and went
slipping soapily over lodges and be-
tween wild acres of notified sycamore,
of dropped willow and of birch. The
sun as they rode became dull saffron
gold between the overlapped wedges of
crimsoning hills.
Poor DEAR sighed Anne as an extra
heavy Jolt brought lamentation from
her nerve racked companion. 1--WE
shall soon be there. Aunt Mildred. Win
chester is just beyond the next forest"
ITS been just beyond the next for
est for three hours moaned the lady.
THE colonel really must have new
springs put to the chaise. This road is
barbarous,"
There is Winchester" Anne eX-
claimed joyfully. Il see the flag on
the fort"
This, a great square fertilization with
four bastions, the stockade built by
Colonel Washington before the reduc-
ton of Duquesne was gone much to
ruin. 1t sat on the towns edge, with
generous barracks rearing above the
walls and soldiery grouped before the
entrance. Here Byrd left them to re-
port his arrival, and the two ladies
rode to the town ordinary.
They descended to find the long par
lor thickly set with guests and passed
quickly through the hall to the inn
yard, waiting disposition of their lug
| gage.
"The place Is overfull, it seems,
Mrs. Tillotson said to the landlord.
"Oons." he answered. There are
a-plcnty of beds though nigh all my
tankards are kept well in use. IT'S the
soldiery at the fort draws them, a good
thing for the Kings Arms, The In
dams may go a-scalping as oft as they
will"
"They are all kings men Within
asked Anne.
AYE, proof of my loyalty. These
be times" he added, scratching his
grizzle head as he went in, when its
hard to ch ose betwiXt old and new
things, witt. the Wings SO hot. AS for
me, though methinks the old will out
last my time"
"Aunt Mildred" called Anne delight
edly, look! There is my Lord Fair
faX's chariot"
1t stood under the wide shed. huge
and ungainly. Anne went to it and
patted the dark leather and laid her
young cheek against the purple cush-
ions.
He is here, them she cried, 81
wonder if we could see him" Drawing
Mrs. Tillots n after her, she passed ia
the wide Low window and peered with
in. 1t was flung half open, and through
it came CLASSY tinkles and babble of