Hillsdale Whig standard. (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1846-1851, 1851-02-11
From the Boston Olive Branch.
ANNIE HARLOW:
THE COUNTRY SCHOOL,
rY MRS. $. NJ. HUMPHREY.


How difficult thing it is 10 have satisiac-
tory dealings with a man who knuws just
enough TO think he knows every thing re-
marked the doctor 10 his friend as they walk
ed towards home. Annie is the sweetest
girl in the world, aud could scarce bear TO
pain Ler. She's right, but that is nothing TO
the case here. They don't appreciate her,
they can't appreciate her. Why, Warren,
her purify aud gcntleness, joined 10 her in
domitable perseverance,, have wrought The
greatest change ever Witnessed b 9th 10 the
morals and manners, as well as appearance
Of these country lads. Her influence has
made a complete little gentleman Of one Of
this same Mr.. Larkius' boys, boy once as
uucouth as IA monkey. And this is the way
in which they recompense her, 1t was with
difficulty that prevailed on some OF the peo-
pie TO send their boys To school this summer,
bat | know thai tins place was never before
blessed with such teacher. Even now, they
ojut thar Iheir boys do as much work and
attend schpol, as they formerly did, and use
up all heir time, aud need ldI less cOaxing
or duvug-lor driving is the word here
by the way, Warren, speaking of singing,
Anne has sweet voice, which has been
we'll cultivated. and as you are such music
character. will invite her up, some of these
times. You who are so accustomed TO soc.
ety. will feel quite dull here, s1d 1t will be
lutte agreeable change for you. expect
the dear child would be glad TO come. She
must have lonesome time Of il. though
she always wears a smiling face, poor child
You are very kind. DOCTOR replied For
tescue. AS 10 my feeling dull here, it wo'd
be quite impossible, 10 this rural spot, con.
trasIing so delightfully."- in its sweet quietude,
with the turmoil of the city. Speaking of
society, am sick, heartily sick of It's cor
rupt stale in the city, and wearled with the
holow-hearied forms Of fashionable life. |
have anticipated a welcome repneve, amidst
these smiling meadows and groves; aud now
With music, aud The pure and auless Annie
Harlow Tor companion, shall be happier
thsd ever belJie IN my lile.'
Sad faces gathered IN Tie school house on
the following mnrniug. There was no mu-
sic there and even Mss Harlow seemed sor-
row ful. When she announced the time for
recess, Instead of a simultaneous movement
fer The do0r, TO hei sutptlse al kept Their
seats, and Mike aud jon wiuked lmpaIienIy,
though silly, at one Of The small boys, Ned
Flsner.
A, length Ned raised his hand
'What do you wish, EtwardF said Annie,
encoursgnely.
With blush, be stammered, Need we
have no recess! II mern I-want tu--sng
aud not 90 ont.
Need we have any recess, you meant re-
pea,ed Aunie, kludiy. We'll. Edward, |
don't know abou, that. Boys, do you think
this viii DO? VIII not some Of your parents
objectl'
No, no. no., was heard from all parts OF
lie sDHool house.
Wen. we will Iry, and if there ATE no OBJ
jrcuous raised, should be as happy as any
OF you, To continue 10 do 81. We shall Ger
tsluly lose no ume III this way, and you can
ruu enough between schools.
'Musit! m.su!' joyiulIy Iisped Mary Lee,
the same little churub who had expressed
her sorrow so louchngly.
M Music! music!' was echoed all around.
The sunshine fairy Of happiness and con-
tentment returned. unable TO resist the magl-
cal strains that softly summoned her.
I've dut Turning lttle letter for Nit Hsr.
low cried Mary Lee, as she held up neat
Iy-lolded note. The doctordw II TO me, and
he used me too;' aud she bounded into the
school-house, hei bonnet thtown back, and
her laughing lace just peepIng from amidst
prolusIon OF golden curls.
Annie put back the disordered hair, and
kissed her fondly A, she petused the note,
ner face mrrored the feelings Of a graii6ed
hesr. ltwss pressing, yet polite request 10
sup with the doctors family. May, who
mad been gazing earnestly at her, SAID, Mn
Harlow don't cry now She has dot good
letter. Her toss old mudder didn't seud II.
Annie looked with surprise at the litte
prattler, but Instantly she recalled an occa-
sion, when the perussl oi leuer from home,
bringing crowd Of fond reco Elections, had
quite overwhelmed her 10 reply to the
child's inquiries, she had simply informed
her that the letter was from her mother
She could not ,repress smile, as she ex-
plaioed 10 the innocent one the true state OF
the case.
;Mymudder is toss, said Mary, mournful-