The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1860-04-26

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their nearest path out lay across my fields
and close by the doorway, ana they otter
stopped to buy fruit or cream or butter
we were never annoyed by an impertinen
question or look Once only overheard
remark not altogether civil, and tha
was on the evening before my birthday
One of them, the elder, said, as he went
away from my house with a basket Of
cherries, that he should like to get speech
with that polyeIot old maid, who read
and wrote, and made her own butter pats
The other answered, that the butter was
excellent atany rate, and perhaps she had
a classical COW; and they went down the
! lane laDrhingly dis qntiupr ah-li -
I ter, not knowing that l was behind the
currant- bushes.
"Puyglot old maid y thought, very
Indignantly, as | went into the house.
. I've a mind not to sell them another
cake Of my butter. But wonder if peo-
pie call me an old maid. l wonder if l
am one
l thought of it all the evening, and
dreamt of it all night, waking the next
morning with Il new realization Of the sub
iect. The first sense Of a lost youth
low sharp and strong 1t comes . That
suddenly opened north door of middle
life, through which the wintry winds rush
in sweeping out Of the southern windows
all the splcndors Of the earlier tine it is
like a sea turn in late summer 1t has
seemed to be June all along, and we
thought it WAS June, until the wind went
round to the east, aud the first red leaf
admonished Us. BY and by we close, as
we'll as we may, that open door, and look
out again from the windows upon blooms,
beautiful in their way, to which some
birds yet sing but, alas the wiud is still
FROM the east, aud blows as lhough, far
away. 1t had lain among icebcrgS.
So | mused all the morning, watering
the sentiment with bit of shower out
Of my cloud and when the shadows turn
ed themselves, [ went out to see how old
age would look to me in the fields and
woods. 1t was u delicious afternoon.
more Ike a warm dream of nay-making,
odorous, misty, s!eepily musical, than a
waking reality, on which the sun shone.
Tremulous blue clouds lay down all around
upon the mountains, and lazy white ones
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tuna
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