The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1852-06-08


FRIEND. From tho time / was frst sent u
school, had habi, ot making violent friend
shps--as my sister Mary used 10 call them
Yei psser coud define 10 my mo.her why
liked, ,thase intmates very satisfactorily to he
at Ieast, was, laughed at by all, one winter
] for saving when once fairly cornered. Well
! I do like Maggie Robinscn-because she hes
brown hair. and wears such a beautiful pink
mousclinel" - ,di .fsi o1fHs fsilii rt1 1Va
Mrs. Arnot smiled. "Quile as sensible as
many reasons that grown up children give,'
said she, "and perfectly natural, as l remember
by my own experience. But was somewhat
different. did not care about being loved OF
loving my schoolmates particularly, liked pop
uarity. To be the hoad of everything, admi-
red, not oved-I did not care how many were
afraid OF me, so was at the head of the class,
and 1 was praised by the teachers
"You are entirely candid. Angela"
| "Yes, for my fault has been one of a life
time, and l have lelrned from bitter expert
ence to be loved is better than all praise
Il was going TO tell you about my many
friendships" continued Mrs. Maxwell. at
was rule at orr school that all the upper
classes should keep journals and have mine
from the time | was eleven; but you would
laugh over these poor little sentimental rdi-
culous entries. Sometimes, such day as this,
l get them out, and look them over. But with
all their folly, they often bring tears. There
are so many traces of those childish days
names scrawed in pencil on the margin, anto-
graphs Of classmates have never seen since,
and profles, half caricature, in pen and ink
why, the very change in the hand writing is
sad, and tits so curious TO ,rac all the elements
of character which ! now possess, to that day
Of small things"
81 should like 10 see those relics"
~ ~
of no use to any but the owner, Angela;" Mrs.
for her lips quivered, though her eyes still
smiled.
"There could be nothing particularly anu
sing to you in such an en'ry as this:
walked up street with Annie Moore and
Susan Leslie after school; Annie is such a dear
girl, and brought me those worstcds t. finish
my lamp mat. We met Willie Gibbons who
locked very red. when he stopped to talk with
us moment. He had a pond lilly in his hand,
which he gave to Annie, but the stem was al
most twisted off. !" f,.-.,.., fe ,r..
1t was so natural and child-likel Mrs.
Maxwell enjoyed it particularly. .,e.h
'sAs said, it can't be very interesting to you,
but TO me it recalls those little lovers, she in
sun bonnet and he in a linen round about
and broad leavcd straw hat, and then think
how il has come TO pass, just like story book,
and they are married now, and often laugh
at them about those very wallis.
well, this journal, with oil its scribblings,
and French phrases spelled in a most anglici-
sed style, and little conceived entries of all
Sorts bears record to vas, number of friend
ships that did not last halfas long rs the jour
nal has. Sometimes we quarreled about things
as trivial as a credit my pocket money and kiss
es ON really treacherous GIRL but somehow
did not grow any wiser.
81 don't believe you ever retaiated, Anna
81 expect did, and made faces, and ''said
things" with the best ofthem. Or the worst
rather. Sc in vacation L often went away on
long visits and always came home in ecstacy
with some one had met. | remember one
retarn, bounding Into the room where Mary
was, and commencing my travels before /
took my bonnet Off 'Oh Mary / said, IL
have had such an elegant time and I've made
so many friends
"Acquain'ances," said Mary, correcting me
in her quiet way.
"No, friends" still insisted for had not
yet learned that there is vast difference be-
tween the two
"You learn that soon enough in large city.
said Mrs. Arnot. do you know l shudder
some times when ! look back upon those drea-
ry, thankless days, when shut ort al human
sympathy, even Roberts, for it grieved him
that / could not admit any love but his own
But was punished for it., that terrible night.
/ remember when that fan. sinking came, as
was watching alone with my poor little Ear
nest praying in my heart for some one to COM
fort me, was so utterly lonelyl 1t was then
the thought Of your pr, ffered kiudue-s flashed
upon me, and hardly remember how or when
/ sent for you. But you came-like an angel
! of mercy--dear AnnaH And Ms. Arnot laid
her hard on her friends, and hall closed her
! eyes to keep down the rising tears brought by
this bitlor recollection.
"We shall always be friends Mrs. Maxwell
said"
"Yes, in the irue sense of tho word. We
do not think, when we are younger, how unnv,
elements enter into such relation. ! could
never love any one. or call any one friend
that did not at first respect, in word, deed,
end thought Yes, we shall always be friends,
/ am sure
Mrs. Maxwell could not trace the influence
but as this was said a sad and heavy feeling
cam over her. perhaps il was the carnestness
with which Mrs. Arnot had spoken. She tri-
| cd to shake il off. aE- f'
"This is very difcrcnt from those eternal
VOWS OF friendship that young ladies make" =
She said. 'When left school | had seven
teen correspondents! Papa used 10 say that
ought to haqe letter box of my own at the
post Office. / keep up just one of the seven
teen now. do not even know where halt of
them are at this present moment. One loses
sight ofscoolmates so easily particularly if
have no better reason for loving than that they
wore pink mouseinesP
did you ever have quarrel with any one
you truly lovedY
"Never, in my lfe used TO have so many
all on terms that never minded q little fuss.
Ifthe acquaintance was broken off, well aud
good. There were twenty more agreeable
people,
Il am very peculiar about that" said Mrs.
Arnot. 81 don't beloved could ever "mnke
up' as some people do. II | should once be
seriously offended, don't think could ever
feel the same towards person again: even
my very best friend.' rW 65fsnarant
! "You 90 on the nrnciple. then. that friend