Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1857-07-10
Misrellaneons
GO BACK ROSA; YOU'RE TOO LITTLE
TO COME.
BY ELLEN LOUISA CHANDLER.


There were three of us-Kate, Annette
and myself and we were going into the old
wood to hunt Strawberries Oh! it was
such delicious day in June. The birds
sang until the air was fairly vocal with their
melody, and all the green trees nodded
their heads in appreciation. The very brook
seemed to have caught the general inspira-
ton, and danced along through the mead
ows as if keeping time to a quick step of
the fairies.
Annette Summers and had been inyi-
ted to spend the half holiday with our
schoolmate Kate Harrington. Deacon Har-
rington's old fashioned brown house fronted
towards the south. Behind it stretched
broad, green meadow, and still farther back
was densely wooded activity famous for
flowers and berries in the geography of ev-
cry child in Ryefeld. | used to love to
look at Deacon Harrington's old brown
house, even in those early days when had
not single we'll defined notion of artistic
taste in my curly head. Iknow that it COM
bined to an eminent degree the elements Of
the picturesque. The roof which slopes
backwards nearly to the ground was gray
with moss; ivy crcpt along the windows
and over the rustic porch had twined climb
ing roses, along with heavy clusters of trum.
pet creepers.
There was rude seat at tho doorway,
made of the little bougbs of the whito
birch twisted together in fascinating fash
ion, and here grandmother Harrington was
wont to sit with her gray wooden knitting
work. OH what treat we used to think
it to spend half holiday with Kate Har.
rington.
IL wish were you, Kate" exclaimed
Annette, after we had spent half the long
sumner afternoon chasing butterflies, and
arranging a vegetable playhouse with hol
lyhocks for our ladies' parasols, and teapots
manufactured out of veritable poppy pods.
IL wish ! were you and then l could be
happy all day long, with nothing to trouble
me-"
"You could, could you I" and Kate's cheek
flushed as shc put away from them her
heavy bands Of black hair, "you think so,
and that's all you know about it. have a
thousand things to vex mo. There's Rose,
for instance. Mother expects me to be con,
stantly taking care of her and she's the
greatest little torment you ever saw. By
the way, girls let's start after those straw
berries in the wood, now she's out of sight
for moment, so she wont tease 10 go along
with u.s." -
We were just half way across the mead.
ow, when we heard sweet voice crying:
"Please, sister Kate, Rose wants to GO
too.n o
turned round, remember, and thought
how beautiful was the little creature com.
ing towards us. She was very unlike hei
sister Kate. Kate was brunette, but the
little white robed figure tripping across the
meadow had pale spiritual face, and long
curls of golden hair falling to her waist
There was flush on her cheek, and look
OF eager, beseeching interest in her large
blue eyes; and she stretched her dimpled
arms toward us, kept crying her earnestness
'Please girls, wait for Rose"
A look of vexation crossed Kate's face,
and she called out in tones of extreme irri.
tably: B5sl
"Go back, Rose, you're too little to come
Go back, go back" .sa.goi
Kate always had way Of being minded,