The daily press. (Cincinnati [Ohio) 1859-1859, 1859-06-16
GOOD FOR THE GIRLS.
ny AUGUSTA MOORE.

"What ShdH do with my girls! asked one
merchant prince of another, as side by side,
they rode down town in the cars. "They are
so fragile and delicate that am in a perpetu-
al state of anxiety about them They don't
look as though one Of them could live to see
her twentieth year; you know l have already
lost my two eldest daughters,-what can do
to save the others?"
"I can tell you what I think would make sound
and healthy girls of them; but what would be
the use2 you would never tako my advice,
which would be to send them all into the
country to livo," returned his companion.
"What do you mean, man2 Do they not all
60 regularly to the country every year? Sara
toga, Newport, and every other pleasant country
place or sea-beach, far and near, have done all
that they could for my family; but L must say
that is not much in the way of benefit"
"Probably not. 1 should think it very
strange if they had; you do not understand
what mean by the country. Don't you call
my girls healthy"
"Indeed do; and tho most sprightly, hand
some creatures that see anywhere. I'd give
| half my fortune to see my children with such
rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes, and to have
them enjoy such flow of spirits, as your girls
possess. What is your magic, Armstrong?
| What do you do to your daughters?"
"Why, every June turn them out to grass.
l send them cut into the real country-the
back, and go boating, and work out of doors
as much as ever they will. In short encour-
age them to be the greatest romps that they
can be. My two eldest girls can manage q
farm now as well as half the farmers. They
are none of them afraid of helping hay, or
plant, or harvest Of course, they would not
particularly enjoy being obliged to do such
things, but as 1t is for their health and amuse-
mont they heartily relish the fun"
| HWhu Arr MI AL,
perfectly insane to mention such thing, and
my daughters would consider me n hard
hearted tyrant to send them away to such
fate"
"If you would like to have them sent out of
the city next month, I will tell my girls to man
age the matter with yours. Girls, you know,
can do almost anything with each other. What
say, shall the thing be doneS"
81 should be very much gratifed if it could
be pleasantly brought about returned Mr..
Ashton, delighted at the idea. The cars were
at the Park, and the gentlemen hasted, each
his separate way, to business. But the morn
ing's conversation was not forgotten.
Mr.. Ashton did not mention a word at home
Of the subject of his wishes. Poor man! he
knew it would be the surest way to defeat the
proposed plan. But the very next evening his
daughters were visited by their friends the
daughters of Mr.. Armstrong; and before that
| Ts b.
Ashton was gained that their girls should
accompany their young friends to the country
"to stay all summer il you choose" said the
mother, "but shall expect to see you back in
a week."
merry travelling party tho seven girls
made; a pleasant journey was theirs to the
place Of farms. Agnes and Sarah Armstrong
took Ada Ashton with them, while Grace and
Florence Armstrong and Julia and Carrie Ash
hnardad Thn,y 4 H.
fully welcome by the honest farmers, and eat
with keen relish of the good supper provided
for them. The Ashton girls owned that they
had not felt so hungry for a year.
"We will put different color ON those pale
cheeks, my little dears," said the pleasant Mrs.
Stone, the wife of the farmer where Julia and
Carrie were to board. The girls fell in love with
Mrs. Stone at first sight. Shehad the sweetest,
most genial face in the world, and her voice
was as pleasant as her eountenance. All, she
was charming and admirable woman. No
wonder that the girls loved her as soon as they
| saw her.
| 81 am sure you arc very good, ma a'am and
We shall be happier here than ever we were in
all our lives. I feel at home already" said
Julia Ashton, impulsively.
AS the travellers were weary they retired
| carly to their rooms. Sweet, white washed
rooms, fragrant with flowers and clean odors.
|
were lost in dreams. Meanwhile the other
members of the party were equally pleased with
their reception and accommodations.
" How many girls want to see splendid
sunrise?" cried the next morning the voice
of man, standing at the foot of the stairs.
" 1t is Mr.. Stone," cried Grace, leaping at
the same moment from dreamland and from
bed. "Jump into anything, girls, and hurry
down. We will carry towel and wash at
the brook"
"Wait we are all coming" called Flor
ence, opening the door little.
Dwell hurry, for / can't wait long"
In three minutes the troop was at Mr..
stones heels, and away they went afeld.
The four girls hastened like young ducks
TO the fresh, running water, and happy and
rosy they looked when they stood by the
farmers side. t |l'.
He gazed admiringly at them, smiled, and
said -
you are pretty creatures-all of you
God bless you |"
The sun rose in all his majesty, and after
seeing him safely above the horizon, and
then taking good scamper across the fields
the girls returned, hungry as bears, to the
house. Mr.. Stone was there before them
and the table was spread with most invit.
ing breakfast. After doing justice to Mrs
Stones bounteous fare, the girls ran to feed
the poultry, and to hunt for the eggs. Thit
was new work for the Ashton girls, but it de.
lighted them greatly. They were joined by
the other members Of their party, and had &
regular jumping match in the barn. Ther
they all went into the kitchen, and picked
over dried fruit and greens for dinner. Al
twelve o'clock they parted, and after dinner
the Ashtons were 80 tired out that they WERE
glad to go to bed. But every day they gr,H
hungrier and stronger, and wilder also arc
before they had been month in the country
they were, as Ada said, Z" as good rs new."
Rainy days they spent in writing to theil
parents, or in helping the farmers wives max,
rag carpet or mats. Time never hung heavy
on their hands. There were plenty Of books
magazines and papers to read; and then tn,
boys (who were nearly men, were Away
ready for storytelling and riddles. Those
boys were fine fellows, end very agreeabl
companions, but it is not worth while to sa,
much about that. There was "boy" at Col
lege-Mr. Edward Stone, strangers called him
) but they all called him ed" at home. Ill
! was at home week, and the girls were no
! sorry, but it isn't worth while to say mucl
about that, either. .l.. rI III m
Miller was tho name of the family where tn
other three girls boarded. There were seyera
"boys" thore, too. Nd -.tt..
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