Year: 1875

Mrs. A., who resides in one of
the fine mansions of Boston, liked
the reading of one Of those adver-
tisements that appear daily in the
papers, which told Of lovely spot
which was ''just the place to spend
few weeks in SUMNER" so she
corresponded at once with the par
ties, and made arrangements to
60 up and board with them, but
forgot to add when she would be
there. One morning she left Bos-
ton on the first train, after receiv-
ing a promise from her husband
that he would soon join her,
About two in the afternoon she
reached as she thought, her place
of destination, but upon inquiry
found that there were five hours
ride by stage in store for her,
This announcement quite nettled
her, as in giving directions this
fact had not been mentioned, but
she engaged passage on the stage,
which proved to be two seated
wagon, on which she started off
alone, with one Of those good ma
tured though rough stage drivers
often found in the country, who
know everybody's business, talk to
their passengers as though they
were old acquairtances, and per-
sist in asking questions until they
have learned their names, where
they are from, where they are
going, and how long they intend
to stay. He at once entered
into conversation with Mrs. A.,
in the usual style, and when he
learned where she was going and
for what purpose, he gave a low
whistle and said, "wal, l guess I can
reckon on you for a passage back
tomorrow" When she questio ned
her Informant as to what he knew
Of the place and people, he said {:
"Oh, they are good enougb,l spose:
but it is the lonesomest place you
ever saw" She was feeling very
homesick when they drove up to a
large farm house, a desolate looking
place, with no paint on the build
ings, not a blind on the bouse, half
of the windows were without cur
tains, and there was not a tree or
shrub or flow er to be seen in the
little field that inclosed this
dreary habitation. 1t was hard
work to keep back the tears,
while she begged the driver not to
leave her there but he said:
"Why, dear woman, to stop here
is the only thing you can do, for
there is not a hotel within ten
miles," SO with a heavy heart she
alighted, tired and hungry, and
the driver raped away on the
front door with his whip, but re-
ceived no response, so they went
around to the back door, and there
encountered a man with a pail
full Of milk in each hand. Upon
being informed who the new conner
was, the farmer said: 'Wal, now,
that's tn bad We didn't think
you'd come so soon, and my old
woman has gone away; but nev-
er mind, she'll be here in the morn
ing" Before the driver left the
lady spoke low, and charged him
not to forget her on the morrow,
for she would return with him.
When left alone with the farmer,
he invited her into the house and
showed her supperless to her
room; but what a room it was
no carpet on tho floor, no paper
on the walls, not a lock on one Of
1.-The doors. AS soon as she was
left alone she threw herself on the
bed and cried &herself to sleep.
When she rose the next morning,
she saw a female gliding about
the house, and upon inquiry learn
ed to her horror that she had been
left alone in that great house all
night while the host drove twenty
miles away after his cold woman. !"
Soon after the stage came rattling
along, and despite the urgent en-
treaties Of the homespun couple,
Mrs. A. jumped aboard, ,andshe now
declares that it was the happiest
moment of her life when she was
once more seated behind the good
natured stage driver.


The Hon. r. NJ. T. Hunter,