A Summer in Leslie Goldthwaite's Life.

't feel bound to tell you precisely where, and I have only a story-teller's

l, a pond, perhaps, filling up a basin of acres and acres in extent, and a good-sized mountain or two, thrown in to keep off the north wind; a corner cut off, as its name indicates, by the outrunning of a precipitous ridge

"-and the eight original rooms made into fourteen. The wing was clapped on by its middle; rushing out at the front toward the road to meet the summer tide of travel as it should surge by, and hold up to it, arrestively, its titular sign-board; the other half as expressively making its bee-line toward the ri

age; and from the northward came thrice a week wagons or coaches "through the

prings, the great black and yellow bodied vehicle, like a huge bumble-bee buzzing back with its spoil of a June day to the hive. The June sunset was golden and rosy upon the hills and cliffs, and

ng at the Gr

e the twenty-third, and all the rest are full." And t

tt!" "Matti

ie!" "

ame yo

e ten days,-looking f

take it in! I'

t jolly,

; Miss Shannon-Miss Goldthwait

suddenly, laying a hand upon e

Saxon! How

arly, three hundred thousand more-or less; h

tairs,-the garden bedrooms; you've no idea how scrum

you forget the s

r does? But can't you

ecy?" said Sin Saxon. "We're sure to get the

en. "Is that a name? It sounds

ers, and we're bound to get her out. She's been there three years, in the same spot,-went in with the lath and plaster,-and it's time she started. Besides, haven't I got manifest destiny on my side? Ain't I a Saxon?" Sin Saxon tossed up

ew arrivals to their rooms, Sin Saxon and her companions flitted away as they had come, with a few more sentences of bright girl-nonsense flun

ere soon after we did. It's a party of the graduates, and some younger ones left with Madam for the long holidays, that she's traveling with. I wonder if

in the midst, yo

the mercy of a crowd of boys and a

only hope, if I come across her, I mayn't call

l be morally sur

he next two months. From one side they looked up the river along the face of the great ledges, and caught the grandeur of far-off Washington, Adams, and Madison, filling up the northward end of the long valley. The aspect of the other was toward the frowning glooms of Giant's Cairn close by, and broadened then down over the pleasant subsidence of the southern country to where the hills grew less, and fair, s

ife would not seem so petty here as in the face of all that other solemn stateliness. There was a reaction of respite and repose. And why not? The great emotions are not meant to come to us daily in their unqualified strength. God kn

hould come to her as a rest; that the laughter and frolic of the schoolgirls made her glad with such sudden sympathy and foresight of enjoyment; that she should

remembering poor Miss Craydocke; but that had seemed pure fun, not malice, after all, and it was, hearing Sin Saxon tell it, very funny. She could imagine the life t

ad stood out under a maple-tree in October and all the tiniest and most radiant bits had fallen and fastened themselves about her. And, last of all, with her little hooded

erything seemed indicative of abundant coming enjoyment; and the girls chatted gayly of all they had already discov

d sauntering on with them, insensibly, till they found themselves on the wide wing-piazza, upon which opened the garden bedrooms, and being persua

. "We generally receive half way across the green, and it's a chance which turns back, or

it does rain," said Sin Saxon, throwing back a door behind her, that stood a little ajar. It opened directly into a small

boudoir of this for the general good, and forthwith we fell upon the bed, and amongst us got it down. It was the greatest fun! We carried the pieces and the mattresses all off ourselves up to the attic, after ten o'clock, and we gave the chambermaid a dollar next morning, and nobody's been the wiser since. And then w

e life of the house. What would such a parcel

ckeiness, but it seems sometimes as if she took a quiet kind of fun out of it herself,-as if she were someh

night? I shouldn't think she could stand that long. I guess she wants all her beauty-sleep. And

e 'Katy-did! she did! she did!' I thought at first it actually came from the great elm-trees. Oh, she's been

appear at this time; for a young man did, approaching from the front of the hotel, and came up to

. Scherman; by

" said Frank Scherman's sister

on't more than half believe that, either;"-then, aloud, "You must join the party too, girls, by the way. It's one of the nicest excursions here. We've got two wagons, an

g back into his first attitude, however, as one who could quite willin

r-Cap?" asked Le

gh for a primer-lesson in climbing. Don't you see how the crest drops over on one side, and that scrap of pine-which is really a huge

nd the foot of the Cair

if their spicy smell were already about her,

's ten miles through nothing else, and the roa

be too tired to feel l

oking this way now. We ought to go, Sin; we'

d on you-before you were off the stage-coach; you've returned it; and now we'll pay up and leave you owing us

from thence. Madam Routh was sitting in the open hall with some newly arrived friends, and sent one of her l

-that the clock had struck one, and down we might run, hickory, dickory, dock,-behold the lengthened sweetness long drawn out of school rule in vacation, even before the very face and eyes of Freedo

nd sent off early," she continued, sotto voce, to her com