The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1860-04-11

and vexed, and begin i'll go to bed at
night, tired and vexed, and it is not over.
Bake, brew, scrub foors-and wash,
wash, scrub floors, brew and bake-how
| hate it all! And there are the slap.
jacks 10 be made for tea-oh dear oh
dear! am sick of living, and that is
the real truth =
The thought Of the 'sIaPjacks' quite
finished the business. Katy's eyes were
full Of tears. Just then a shining carriage,
with a stout, good looking coachman on
the box, and two pretty young girls in
side, dashed past and took the road that
led to the Notch. A lady followed,
mounted on beautiful bay horse, and
wearing dark green habit and plush
ed hat, that contrasted well With her
bright complexion and jetty curls. Two
gentlemen accompanied her, and seeing
Katy, they rode up to the gate. One Of
,hem-a slender, handsome youth Of
twenty-dismounted, and came up the
path to speak to her, hat in hand.
We have had long ride, and my sis.
ter ia very thirsty he said courteously
Gould you give us a glass Of water I
Certainly, sir
Katy vanished, pleased and eager
The young man stood on the threshold
OF the little psrlor, waiting ill! she came
back with tray and glasses. lie took
i, from her She followed him down to
the gate, bearing the blue pitcher in her
hand. The lady drank, and thanked her
with bright smile-so did her compan.
ion the bay horse turned bis head wist
fully, and Katy veutured to pat his arch
ing neck
You are fond of horses said the lady
with pleased look.
Very, answered Katy. Il think the
poor fellow would ike some water too
And where shall we find it, my noun.
tain maid !
There rs a little pond further down the
road, and trough where al! our cattle
drink
Thank YOU
The lady turned 20 her brother, who
stood looking at the farmers daughter,
instead Of drinking the water with which
she had filled the glass.
Alfred take care Remember Maud
Miller And she rode away.
The young man turned crimson, so did
Katy, for she also knew the poem. Then
he gave the glass back, and mounted his
horse.
Those are pretty roses he said, point
ing TO some that grew within the fence
will you give me oreT
She chose the finest-dpped its velvet
leaves in the water and gave it to him
He held her hand moment and looked
down at her biushing face.
My sister was right. Farewell, Maud
Miller, he dropped her hand the horse
gal!oped down the lane, and Katy was
alone.
Going back to the parIor, she placed
the tray upon the table, and sat down
in the open door, with her face hidden
in her hands. A long, long time passed,
then she looked up at tie bright sky and
the fresh fields
'Oh. why was ! born here 7 she
though, sadly. why was not my home
where could have such beautiful things
where | too could ride about ali day
4 liked, and live with such people al.
WAYS. Maud Miller, indeed-she saw it
then-he did really admire me = and
gain she unused. From the meadow De,
low came the ringing Of the mowers
scythes against their whe.sloLes-she
heard the sound, and it reminded her OF
her kind father toiling away there cheer
fully under the burning sun, or OF anoth
er also. who, when school WAS out, would
hasten up The lane to meet her-yet in
spite Of all she sighed.
How hot the sun is growing and
! how tired AN + she said as she leaned
her head against the door, and closed
, her eyes. 'Oh, If one but lived in :he
, good old times now il my fairy god
come by my wishing for her, how hap
} py should be-
Are you sure OF that = said a small,
shrill voice very much like the chirp Of a
grasshopper in :he long grass.
Katy started up. Just before her, on
the bench, beneath the tamsracs, sat such
} an odd little figure, that she nearly burst
: oat laughing. A yellow faced little wo-
: man, with q pair Of sharp black eyes,
. dressed in a short WASTED, narrow sbirted,
} pea green silk, with strings Of pearls on
} her ~i,hered neck and arms. and her hair
frizzed Out in curls ill she looked like a
walking bsrsersshop. She wore mittens
too, and carried great fan that would
, have served for winnowing wheat.
, who is il = asked KATY, rubbing her
eyes.
Your fairy godmother, TO be sure. It's
the 6rst time you have ever been civil
J enough to wish for me in your whole
{ life
) 4 did not know had one said the
, girl.
. And you came very near not getting
(. one, can tell you,' said the fairy, flirting
: her fan. Such time as had to get
near your cradle your mother was al.
ways over it; however, one night your
: father left The door open second, and |
> flew IN. And here am now What is