The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1860-11-22


the necessary but more interesting toll
of the day are over. Although no
strictly essential to my position, / hop
they will prove no detriment to the ful
filment Of my mission as a woman, il
all her high and holy duties."
|. "But, Mary, you can never be hap
py? fancy can see you now, witt
your dark calico gown, plain linen col
lar, check apron, and your hair draw
straight back over your ears, presidin.
at your table administering to the want
of your honest farmer and his train o
red or blue shirted laborers."
"Well, does the custom and position
become me?"
"No! it is a disgusting picture!-
Mary Wood, / had rather bury you
dearly as l love you, than to give yo'
mp to that great, rough farmer and hi
Hog cabin"
"Well," replied Mary, with pecul
lar smile. cit seems to be one of tn,
DEGREES of Providence, and Miss Luc,
says it is our duty to submit to then
without murmur."
"But don't believe Providence ev
er decreed you to be farmers wife.
"The event will prove that point"
"But cannot imagine what has pos
sessed you to make such choice, when
to my certain knowledge, you Nigh
secure asplendid home right here in thi'
beautiful village"
every much the same as possessed
my friend Jessie, to make somewhat
different choice few months ago."
"But, how can you marry farmer
that Mr.. What's his-name?"
"Because / love him better than
love myself"
"No doubt he does the same, the
selfish creature! Men are all alike
They demand the whole soul and being
of woman, then complacently con
gratulate themselves upon the posses
sion, without having yielded one mole
ty of their own"
"Quite a compliment to the genus
homo" remarked Mary, laughing.
Perhaps you forgot that your sweep.
ing assertion includes certain black
eyed specimen of the genus, who has
lately appropriated the heart of Jessie
Morgan"
90! he is an exception, of course "
replied Jessie, blushing.
Permit me, also, to claim an ex-
oeption for my farmer, who gives me,
| sincerely belive, the love my naturs
Graves, and to whom / yield my own,
urhesitatingly. With him expect to
be very happy, whatever may be our
outward circumstances"
Jessie replied to her by humming,
True love is at home on a carpet,
And nightly likes his ease
| And true love has eve for his dinner,
| And starves beneath shady trees"
She was interrupted by the sudden
entrance of severalo ther girls, all in
quite high degree of excitement.
"Now, Lucy Brown" said Kate Rice,
"here we seniors are, altogether; tell
us what Miss Luce has ordered respect
ing our dress morrow"
"White muslin and ribbon sash.
es, all alike; flowers in our hair, and
no other ornament whatever"
"Not even brooch ?"
"No, we are to substitute moss
rose bud; and sprig of gerranium, be-
cause, she says, the Widow Wright
cannot afford brooch for Louisa, and
we must be dressed exactly alike"
"How stupid % calculated Georgine
Clark, as she angrily snapped snowy
bracelet on her white arm" 81 shall
rejoice when tomorrow frees me from
thraldom that compels me to wear
the dress of beggar."
"Oh, Georgie," interposed Mary,
"Louisa is not a beggar, but one OF
our best pupils. Her mother has had
to struggle hard to educate, but altho'
very poor, / know her to be most es-
timable lady,"
"I believe l have not asked infor-
nation respecting the family or posi-
tion of Miss Wright, as, after to-mor-
row, / shall not extend my acquaintance
any further in that direction" retorted
Georgine, haughtiIy.
"GirIs," said Jessie, anxious to re-
move the cloud of ill-humor which W as
fast gathering over the group, since
learning their teachers decision, "what
do you guess Mary and were talking
about, Just as you came in"
ooh, tell us!' said Libbie Waters,
cit is so tiresome to guess, after taxing
our brains whole year, as we have
been obliged to here"
81 will then, on that plea-it was
about that important theme-mar
riage."
81 suppose, then, you are disposed
of, as you are so deeply interested in
the suhject-tell us who the happy
lords are," said Kate Rice.
"Not yet" returned Jessie, pleas
antly eve want to know first, SEsha
your choice will be-"
"Oh, I've made up my mind as t.
what shall marry, but | know what
shall not-a man who has red hair O
a freckled face, or homely teeth-no
nor won't marry one who uses, in an,
way, liquor or tobacco"
Take care, Kate,"' laughed Jessie
Remember the story of the girl, VIII,
made up her mind never to marry
minister, Scotchmon, or Presbyte
rian, but finally married all three il
one."
. NO danger of me, though" rejoin
ed Kate. Lucy Brown, what choic
: will you make.".s