You, Fanny, that would be a heroine! You, Minnie, that wished to see a bear! You, Dora, that would go any where if Cousin Porte would only give you his arm! I'm ashamed of you. What would they say of us at home? Our memories will be covered with everlasting shame if any one of us fails to reach the uttermost limit of the cave. "It is too late, young ladies, too late to look back now. "Oh! we've traveled a hundred miles to see the cave, and now we'd go two hundred to escape." Crayon here assumed a heroic tone and attitude. "Only to think," chimed Dora, " there are ladders to go down! " "And," said Fanny, entirely forgetting the heroine, "dreadful bridges to cross, with awful pits on each side!" "And," pursued Minnie, "all down, deep under ground, where the moon doesn't shine!" "Nor the sun." suggested Dora. "I declare, this is dreadful! I won't go into such a horrible place! I wish to heaven I was at home!" exclaimed Minnie. Crayon, and their conversation was carried on in broken sentences of hidden meanings-dark hints, suggestive of nameless dangers and terrible things. The proprietor looked grave, and exchanged meaning glances with Mr.
Porte Crayon's countenance was austere and his manner mysterious, as if something of vast importance was about to be transacted. They had had wonderful dreams, and the anticipated visit to the cave had begun to work terribly on their feminine fancies. When they met again next morning around an early breakfast table they seemed still more dispirited. Then the thought of a place where the moon don't shine, nor the sun - it's horrible! It never struck me before!" The girls all became thoughtful, and it required no persuasion to induce them to defer the proposed visit until the morrow. Does it, Cousin Porte?" "Good gracious! I forgot! the idea of going in at all confuses me so.
Moler "doesn't it, sir?" "Why, Minnie !" cried Dora, her eyes resembling moons in miniature, "the moon doesn't shine in there. It shows to greater advantage" turning to Mr.
Fanny flutter meaning full#
"Oh yes," lisped Minnie, "by all means we have the full moon now, and it would be charming to visit it by moonlight. "To-night!" exclaimed Fanny, taken by surprise. "Will you visit the cave to-night, ladies?" inquired the host. Moler's house proved as agreeable and well-ordered as the outside was neat and attractive.
The prompt landlord met them at the gate with a cheerful welcome, and the interior of Mr. "There, girls!" exclaimed Porte Crayon, pointing to a hill which rose abruptly from the broad meadow lands skirting the river, "there is Cave Hill!" This news caused quite a flutter among the inmates of the carriage, and furnished a subject of animated conversation, until they drove up to a neat-looking country house at the foot of the hill. One mile south of this place they left the turnpike, and drove twelve or thirteen miles, over a pleasant country road, to Port Republic, a forlorn village on the Shenandoah, whose only claim to notoriety is the fact that it is only three miles from Weyer's Cave. Valley of the Shadow 95: Porte Crayon 3, illustrated THE ADVENTURES OF PORTE CRAYON AND HIS COUSINS.įOLLOWING the valley road, they passed the night at New Market, and dined on the next day at Harrisonburg the county town of Rockingham.
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