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i •ATi'D I'H( EN1NG i ‘ LA BRIDaTON, ME., FRIDAY, AERIE 13, 1860. remedies llat, V O L . I I . Í N O . 2 3 . ikind, been pi, preparations» universal ^00i have lifted every obstacle from the path to which his friends had vainly tried to break the notes, laughing a little at the woman’s takings of the occupants as each went his bravely with her grief, and duriug the re the cure ot tt liriügtoit ^lejrarter, fortune, and now I had only my personal him of. His creditors, therefore, had no hope, way of sending the money itself, instead of 1 all others, ai separate way. mainder of that long dreary night of peril, reble that of!’ 18 PRINTED EVERY FRIDAY MORNING BY force to clear the way for me. A moneyless unless they had the money to make him pay a checK on the bank-when something caught On one occasion we had been to one of she sat calmly by my side, the most patient y are active Ci man, with a fortune to make, is like a sculp by the urgency of the law. my eye. It was a five dollar bill with writ these festivities, some six or seven miles be tc, and clean» S. II. NOYES and resigned companion man ever had in ts, Sick llea: PUBLISHER AND PROPRIETOR. tor with a block of marble and an ideal form Things tooK a turn at last. I had a beau ing on the back, “Go, last of thy Kind, and yond the Tircouaga, and were returning danger. Derangement, BRIDGTON, ME in his brain, but no chisel or mallet— and tiful little furnished cottage, a few miles find a better master.” home in two light one-horse sleighs, the first Meanwhile, the river was bearing us swift Affections, tht, none attainable— unless he turn tool-maker, from town, put iuto my hands. It was a 'ills are pureii “Well,” said I, giving it a spiteful twist, containing Mr. Norton and his elder daugh ly on past rocKy headlands, and dark pine ENOCH KNIGHT, Editor. Y time by old l and fashions them himself. very desirable property, and now at last my ‘here you are again ! Be so slippery anoth ter, the second her sister and myself. The forests, waving above lofty cliffs, on to yet ■mployment <, My friends kept judiciously remarking to office was lively with inquirers. time, will you ?” Then I chucKled at a cine when pa D^“ All letters must be addressed to the er night was calm and beautiful in its dim wilder and sterner regions, where it seemed ad in a Pill fc Publisher. Communications intended for me, that if I would only put a little capital One morning a handsome carriage stopped conceit that occurred to me. “I have got my snow-light, and the red glow of the north even the redmati would scarce pitch his wig publication should be accompanied by the utl of benefit!»i into this business, or that one, which was before my door, and from it stepped a pretty old fortune by the tail,” I said, “and clap ern streamers above our heads flashed and r Goa ted Pjj name of the author. wam. Sometimes the river swept us smooth tlttce sore mn3 coining gold, I should soon fill m y pockets. widow lady, a Mrs. K ------ , whom 1 had of e a r:'/ud bells upon me if I don’t hold fast, leaped and quivered in a thousand brilliant ly along on its broad bosom, at others-it con Terms. ONE DOLL AR A YEAR IN AD some others» “ If it rains soup, aud you’ve no spoon, ten met at parues, who had indeed once been &.ud haul it bacKward rill I clutch it again 1" corruscations ; while strangely and sweetly tracted into narrower limits, and hurried ou fa lamily Pjn VANCE-, one dollar dftj-cents at the end of re, and used b the year. what odds is it to you?” says the old pro an acquaintance ot my mother’s. She Knew I did so— no need to tell my ups and downs through the gray old woods sounded the with a quicher current ; and as our frail T e k m s o f Advertising. One square 16 or no other.* v erb . me at once, and after some polite references —but the result of my unresting efforts, and clear girlish voices of the sisters, and from raft was swayed about by the broKen water. i a coating s lines, one insertion 75 cents, 3 insertions to old times, she asked about the cottage. my pertinacious resolution, is property to medicine a boo; $1:00 ; 3 months $2:00 ; 6 months $3:50; one Finally I determined to become a real-es the different sleighs they sang alternate we oft-times thought either that it would as bits of con' year $6:00; 1-4 column $18:00; 1-2 column tate agent. I got a license and an office, After I had told her all I know of the about the same amount as my father left stanzas, one of the quaint old ballards of part, or we be swept from its slippery sur 3S, 25 CKNls $30:00 ; one column $50:00 hung out my shirglc, and advertised. My terms, &c., she said, with a voice sweet, and me*.” the middle ages. At length we reached the face, while every now and then our poor JOB P R IN TIN G executed with neatness, friends put some places into my hands for coaxing in its playful tones. I sit in the library of the K ------- cottage, banKs of the Tircouaga, which lay between horse beat the ice wildly with his hoof, and, ing Plaster. cheapness and despatch. sale, and I waited for purchasers. They “I want that cottage exceedingly. I must inditing, after a lapse of five years from the us and our home, a mirror of ice, and we at as he recognized its unsoundness, his long re pains, weaK Agent in Portland, A B IE L T . N O YE S. have it— but I do not want to pay cash for date of receiving iny first earninings. Close shrill cries of distress and terror rang far sides & breast were slow iu coming, and waiting was dull once commenced its passage. As wo swept uin are theat* w o r k . » it. Indeed I cannot, unless I first sell my at hand is— the Phantom of Delight. She quickly on, it seemed to me that some other and wide over the river, and quivered through warrants then THE LOST PATRIMONY. I was too eager for business to read. I sat tiresom e b ro w n ston e h ou se o n -------------A v e n is rattling off crash towels on a sewing sound mingled with the firm footfalls of the the dismal woods beyond. and gums, ot them peculiar BY A. L. OTIS. impatiently fretting a week or so, my only ue. If you can Only effect an exchange for machine. This is written, impromptu, for horses, and the chime of their bells— a low Day at length broKe upon us, still float males and ott amusement gazing curiously at the swift me— oh ! I will be so pleased ! I will give her eye, in answer to a question put an hour threatening murmur like the echo of a dis ing down that lonely river,between its frown out one t o / 0*, My patrimony was a neat little fortune, plaintH.spraic, whirl of business men past my window, all you anything to do it,” and she named a ago by her. tant tempest. But Mr. Norton drove gaily ing banKs, and on our raft, whoso limits were and I was just twenty-one when I came into cures, while a); with calculating brows, and faces full of handsome sum. She asked for somo money to buy “our on, as if he either heard it not or thought new small indeed. Death seemed close upon directions will possession of it. After duly shaking my work— or, taking constitutionals, and coming My heart gave a leap for my throat. “I Charley” a coral and silver tooth-cutter. I nothing of it, and I dismissed it from my us, in one of his most repulsive forms, and Public speaK- ie Gospel aaj head to arouse any wisdom that might be back to sec my lonely office boy, undisturbed shall be happy to do my best for you,’’ I gave her an old five dollar bill. She poured mind, until as we drew near the center of we nc longer pretended blindness to his com lungs and jm. slumbering there, I said to myself. by callers, turning forlorn summersets on said aloud, and thought, “only too happy to over it, and exclaimed, “Oh ! poor fellow ! it the river, strange darK spots, like cloud-shad ing, but spoKe together as they should whose them on thi “I have enough income to live a life of the wide window-sill. get such a windfall!” almost makes me cry ! See here, love ! his ows, began to flecK its beaming surface. hour was at hand. leisure, aud moderate luxury. I will plunge atarrh S/ntff I should have gone distracted with this “I bowed her to the carriage. There sat, last. I wish I could give it bacK to him !— The next instant ono appeared right on Suddenly the river tooK an abrupt bend, into no business to drown my best years in utation in thi solitary confinement, if two fat women ex leaning back, “a phantom of delight” — her Who did yom get it from ?” Mr.