Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1857-12-26
NJ ISC L L L A n Y.
SALLY PARSONS DUTY.
BY MISS ROSE TERRY.
From the Atlantic Monthly.

What pleasant day the saving phrase
of life. ihen Sally said something he couldn't
hear. and he caped the low fence without be-
ing asked, rather than request her to raise her
voice he was conslderae Next he remem-
bered, just as he turned 10 go away. that there
were some white volets down in the meadow,
tina. Sally always liked Couldn't she spend time
to walk down there across the lots aud get some
Sally thought the onions could not he left. Truth
to tell her heart was inner mouth. She had been
playing with edge-ools bat Just then she sInelt
a whifi of smoke from Long Snaps pipe, and
the resolve of last night came back her face
relented and George, seeing il, use his utmost
persuasiveness so the result was, that Sally
washed her hands al the well, and away they
went, in the most serene silence, over fences,
arass-lots, and bitches, through bits Of Woodland,
and fields of winter-green, till they reached the
edge of the great meadow and sat down on
log to rest. 1t was rather good place for that
purpose. An old pine had fallen at the feet of
a majestic cluster of its brethren, so close thai
the broad column Of one made natural back to
part of the seat. The ground was warm, dry
sand, strown with the fine dead leaves of past
seasons, brown and aromatic A light south
wind woke the voices of every bou!h above,
aud The melancholy susurrus rose and fell in del
icate cadences while beyond the green mead
0w, " esbury river, go0d-sizrd brook, babbled
and danced as il there were no pine tree lameuts
in the world.
| believe the air. and the odor, nnd the cry
ing wind drove the violcts quite out of both the
two hea Is that dropped silently over that pine
log II Sally had been nervous or poetical, she
would have been glad to recoccl them hut no
such morbilness invaded her healthy soul. She
sat quite still till George sad, IN a suppressed
and rather broken tone,-
was sorry to veX you last n ght, Sally
could not be sorry for anything else
You did grieye me very much, Mister George
said Sally, affecting lite distance IN her ad-
dress but sufficiently tender in manner.
WELL | suppose you don't see il the way
do returned George and am very sorry, for
had rather please you than anybody else
This was especially tender, aud he po ,sessed
himself Of Sally'S little red hand, unaware or
careless that il snet OF onions but it was with
drawn very decidedly.
Il think you take sr,nge way of showing
your liking ! sniflrd The dunlse.
George sal asoundcd. Another tiny spi Ter
thread stopped the fly; subtle ray of blue sped
sideways out Of Sally's eye, that III .ant,--'l
donl object TO be liked
i wish with all my heart knew any good
way to please you, he frr>enlly calculated.
i should think any way 10 please people was
good way retorted Sally, saying more with
her eyes than with her voce,-so much more
that in fact this fly was fast. A little puff Of
wind blew of SaIIy's bonnet; she looked shy
flushed lovely. George stood up on his feet
and took his hat Off
Sally ! SAID he, in the deepest notes of his
full maui voice, love you very much in Iced !;
will you be my wife !?
Sally was confynndei. rejoice to say she
wis quite conioulded; bul she was made of rev.