A Summer in Leslie Goldthwaite's Life.

from glory

, always climbing, the chain of hills that could be climbed, into the nearer and nearer presence of those mountain

ere was something to console one. All possible precaution was taken; all possible promises were made; the luggage should be sent on next day,-perhaps that very night; wagons were going and returning often now; there would be no further trouble, they might rest assured. The hotel-keeper had a "capit

he low, wet valley-lands, began to ascend a rugged hillside, whence opened vistas that hinted something of the glory that was to come. All the morning long, there wheeled

en deepest and strongest in the little of life that she had lived wakened and lifted again in such tran

ken in West Twenty-ninth Street, where they were to visit her next winter, and participate for the first time, under her matronizing, in city gayeties. Leslie wonder

nswer of help. The fair June leafage was out in its young glory

the very green grass, even." So she said to herself, asking s

tiny green blossom," it said; "and its perfume is out on the air. Folded in the grass-blade is a feathery bloom,

ght,-smiling upon life as life smiled upon her,-looked lovelier to Leslie as this whisper made itself heard in her heart; and i

e child-unconsciousness was no longer there; something restless, now and then defiant, had taken its place; she had caught a sound of the deeper voices, but her soul w

she apprehended these things of others. Heretofore, her two friends had seemed to her alike,-able,

the tone her voice had begun to take toward her. She felt one of her strong likings-her immense fancies, as she called

ng," she said, in her winning way. "What kind of t

y minutes of her silence. But she would not have spoken it-she could not-for all the world. She gave the lady one of the chance suggestions

rown-up-hood; no

the slopes that lay in shadow above,-slopes clothed with ranks of dark pines and cedars and hemlocks, looking down seriously, yet with a sort of protecting tenderness, upon the shimmer and frolic they seemed to hav

ye know all parables?" Verily, they lie about us by the waysi

ferson at noon, and sat themselves down in the solemn high court and council of the mountain

each way with broad windows upon the circle of glory, from Adams to Lafayette. A wide balcony ran along the southern side against the window which gave that aspect.

they had come for. Higher up, they could have the same outlook that the others had; a slanting ceiling opened with dormer window full up

eslie eagerly. "We don't mind

gathered in Mrs. Linceford's room at nearly tea-t

't settle and unpack, when it's only a lingering from day to day. All there is here one sees from the win

t now. They seem to have a large party with them. And I'm sure I h

can only come in the train t

ways dresses. Elinor and I could just put on our blue grenadines, and you've got plenty of thi

; "and I shouldn't feel fit without a thorough dr

te, you're gettin

e, there is old M

eannie Hadden, laughing. "And who, pray, is Marmaduke Wharne? With a name like that,

glish-man, and they say had more to his name once. It was Wharnecliffe, or Wharneleigh, or something, and there's a baronetcy in the family. I don't doubt, myself, that it's his, and that a part of his oddity has been to drop it. He was a poor preacher, years ago; and then, of a sudden, he went out to England, and came back with plenty of money, and since then he's been an apostle and missionary among the poor. That's his winter work; the summers, as I said, he spends in the hills. Most people are half afraid

he purple half-light, and the after-smile upon the crests. And then the heaven gathered itself in its nig

they were left almost alone. There was a gathering and a sound of voices about the drawing-room, and presently came the tones of the piano, struck merrily. They jarred, somehow, too; for the ringing, th

get a proper shawl, and put some sort of lace thing on your head, and come in with us for a look, at least, at the

er upon the curves and ridges and ravines of Mount Washington, showing vas

hiver. Besides, I didn't come here to shiver. I've come to have a ri

. There was subtle indication in it, also, that the shadow of some doubt had not failed to tou

d on in her long southerly circuit, the stars trembled in their infinite depths, and the mountains abided in awful might. Within was a piano tinkle of gay music, an

close by, and gave him courteous greeting. "The season has begun early, and you seem likely to hav

ke Wharne, out of his real th

rd suavely, in a quiet amusement.

tains, if they can't bring souls in them!" And Marmaduke Wharne

eannie under her breath; and Elinor la

mile upon her face. Leslie Goldthwaite rather wished old Marmaduke Wharne would co