450 TENAIfTS OF AN OLD FARM. 



biiforc we ceased to be its Tenants. Dr. Goodman 

 otRciated, and a happier evening never brightened 

 within the venerable walls than that Avhich saw the 

 consummation of so fitting a union. 



A voice at my side has just said : " Tell them some- 

 thing about all the rest, dear. People do love to hear 

 what becomes of the folks in whom they are in- 

 terested ?" 



It is the Mistress who speaks, older in years, indeed, 

 but young as ever — younger than ever in the vigor and 

 charm of that love whose devotion is tiie sweetest re- 

 membrance of those invalid days at Ilighwood. 



Well, then, for the Mistress' sake, if not for the 

 reader's, I will write the chronicle, which is neither 

 long nor eventful. 



The last time that I visited the Old Farm was to 

 attend a "house-warming," given on the occasion of 

 Penn Townes entering into possession of the place, 

 which he had bought. Thus, after years of alienation, 

 it had come back to the family who reclaimed it first 

 to civilization. The event Avas an auspicious one, and 

 well deserved celebration. What a royal time we had 

 with kindred and neighbors, old and young ! 



Abby, grown quite matronly, presided with that 

 characteristic animation which marked her earlier 

 years. Her fine brood of younglings thrive in the 

 country air. The oldest bears the name of Hannah, 

 a peace oflering, or, i)erhaps, I should say a thank- 

 offering to good Mother Townes. The second, a sturdy 

 lad, is proud to be called Fielding Mayfield Townes ; 



