ZVdosZ WH'tuoqttBg DEVOTED PRINCIPALLY TO THE LOCAL INTERESTS OF NORTH FRANKLIN, ITS SUMMER RESORTS, MOUNTAINS AND LAKES. V "o l. I V . Mmmm* Ssri'nmr, s£w@. S9 £M2. N o . 4 8 . tecture, the like of which he had never Soon a stately gentleman, dressed after murmured the maiden in an absent way, seen, covered the peninsular before him. a fashion which Trevalyn had seen only in as if forgetful of the stranger’s presence. At his right, was a small ship-yard, while old portraits, stepped out from among the “ Thy mother! Sweet Prudence, that at his left, down near the shore, he could guests,and approaching the new comer, fair brow can hardly have seen the storms see the gleaming of many blacksmiths’ bade him welcome in courtly phrase. of two centuries and a half.” forges. “ Excuse my lack of festive garments,” “ Hast thou a mind to dance?” said the Instead of the solitary farm-house, lo, said the young student, bowing low. “ I maiden, as if to change the subject, “ Wilt he had found a populous town. was sailing past the fort and, attracted by thou that I present thee to my com­ Weird German tales of buried cities the lights, I could not forbear landing to panions?” 3? o r IT © a r . rose before his mind, and, for a moment, learn the cause of such a gay illumination. “ Nay, fair Mistress Prudence, I have the young student was fain to get into his I beg your pardon for my intrusion, but no mind to dance unless it be with thee.’’ Entered as Second Class Mail Matter. dory and row away from the spot. But the music hath so bewitched my heels, “ Thanks, Sir Richard; in truth I be he was naturally a brave fellow—besides, that willy nilly 1 was obliged to sound minded to see if the minuet be as familiar 0 . M. MOORE, E d it o r & P r o p r i e t o r . here was nothing terrifying in the city’s your knocker.” to thy foot, as flattering praise to thy aspect. Everything seemed quiet and “ Say not a word! thou art right wel­ tongue. Let us haste to join the dancers.” peaceful. come. Come with me and I will present Growing each moment more enamored Selected Story. He stood irresolute a moment, then cu­ thee to my daughter, whose natal day we of his beautiful companion, the young riosity triumphed over fear. He would celebrate to-night, with dance and song.” student lost no time in conducting her to THS PHANTOM CITY. see what it meant. Again he looked Nothing loth, Trevalyn followed his her place. around him. Near where he was stand­ host, who stopped before the same demure At first, the dancing was slow and state­ Richard Trevalyn’s Adventure at Pemaquid. ing, rose a large building. It was of looking little damsel, whom he had seen ly, but soon the music changed. Quick, stone, and, from its location, evidently a through the window. wild strains filled the air, and the flying OMETI1ING less than a quarter custom house. Before this house the stu­ “ What shall I have the honor of calling feet seemed hardly to touch the floor. of a century ago, a young Ilar- dent made no pause, but walked rapidly thee, fair sir?” asked the host with a bow. Trevalyn felt the heart of his fair com­ vard student, by the name of foward over the stone pavement. At right The young student, thinking of his k [light­ panion beat wildly against his breast, and Trevalyn, was sailing in a boat and left, opened streets—some narrow and ed ancestors gave his name as Sir Richard as he gazed down into the bright eyes, c along the coast of Maine. evidently the abode of fisher folks, others Trevalyn. his own heart gave an answering throb. broader and lined with houses of a more He forgot the mystery of the city, ris­ It was during the summer vacation and As the student pronounced the name, pretentious architecture. In every house ing. as it were, out of the earth—he re­ young Trevalyn, who was fond of the sea, he observed his stately host turn pale, but burned a bright light, which surprised membered only the fair flushed face lifted had been out on a fishing cruise for more hastily collecting himself, he presented in Trevalyn very much, as the hands of his to his own. than a week. formal manner, Sir Richard to his daugh­ watch now pointed at a quarter of one. “ It will soon be cock crow,” called out To have seen him in his rough fishing ter, Mistress Prudence Allison. At length, he turned to the right and the host, forgetful of his courtly manner. suit, one would hardly have taken him Many a fair maiden had the young entered what seemed the principal street. “ One more dance, but first let the wine for the spruce young collegian who had student seen, but none, Ins heart eon- On either side were substantial looking pass round.” made such a havoc among the bright-eyed I fessed, with smile so sweet and eyes so houses, of stylo which Trevalyn remem­ The maiden started! belles of Cambridge. blue as those which glanced shyly up at bered to have seen in an old book, which “ Does the ball break up at cock crow'?” “ There is Pemaquid light in the dis­ him from beneath the bright gold hued some of the far off'Trevalyns had brought asked the student. tance,’’ said young Trevalyn. He looked hair, set off', not concealed, by the tiny over from England, a century^ and more “ Yea, fair sir,” returned the maiden, at his watch ; it was eleven o’clock. cap of snowy lace. agone. The curtains of all these houses “ and the time, methinks, is close at hand. “ By George! I didn’t know it was so “ Wilt drink my health, sir Richard?” were drawn, but in the light gleaming It were best we say farew’ell,” and the late,” he said. “ I will steer for Pema­ asked the maiden, leadiug the enamored through everything—the broad street, the student detected a smothered sigh. “ But quid and get a lodging at the old farm­ student to the side board, glittering with strange, many gabled houses, the dark I shall see you again?” lie said. house about which my chum told me.” — glass and silver. walls of the fort in the distance, and the “ Alas, that were impossible!” The breeze was fair, and just a little after Taking the brimming goblet from her sea with the silvery track leading far “ Impossible! what! hast thou no wish midnight young Trevalyn’s boat lay off snowy hand, the student raised it high in away, up to the moon—were distinctly to see me more?” the little peninsula on which the ruins of the air. “ Question me not, kind sir, even now I the old fortification, so noted in the his­ visible. The student walked on like one “ Here’s to the health of'the fairest of tory of the early settlement of America, in a dream. Just before him a bright am tempted to bid thee depart no more, fair maidens, Mistress Prudence Allison, but wilt thou love me if I drag thee down are still to be seen. glow lay across the pavement. He quick­ may she live a thousand years, and each to my doom?” He had expected to find all dark, as of ened his pace and soon stood before a bril­ anniversary of her natal day be celebrated “ I will love thee alway, sweetest of course the farmer’s family would all be liantly illuminated house. Streams of as gayly as this !” maidens, only bid me not to leave thee.” sleeping hours ago. What was then his light blazed from the windows; within, he “ Stop, sir!” cried the maiden, her “ But how shall I know thy truth?” surprise to behold the peninsular glitter­ could hear the sound of music and the beautiful face turning pale. - “ Nay, not a “ I wflll demand thy hand of thy father, ing with lights. light tripping of merry feet. thousand years! I would not live forsooth and place a ring upon thy finger this very “ What the duece does this all m ean!’ “ They are having a ball in there,” said to be a toothless old beldam.” hour— ” said the student. Have I mistaken the young Trevalyn to himself. “ And all her charms increase with her “ But thou hast no ring,” said the light, or has the devil conjured a city up Just then he caught a glimpse of a fair years,” continued the student, as he drain­ maiden, gazing down at the sun browned out of the earth? Anyway, I will see if little maiden in a pink bodice and coquet­ ed his glass. hands of the student. yon lights be will-o-the-wisps or no.” tish lace cap. “ My mother, who sleeps since my birth “ It is in my pocket,” returned the So saying, he anchored his boat and “ I'll have a turn with yon fair damsel,” in yonder churchyard, was a Trevalyn,” student. “ But no, it is in the pocket of getting into his dory, rowed for the shore. said the gay young student, “ even if Me- said the maiden. “ Perchance thou art my coat which I have left in my dory.” High up on the peninsula before him, phistophiles himself plays the fiddle." my kinsman!” “ Go and fetch it,” said the maiden.