The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-03-02
THE RosBLAwN SCHOOL.


VIA II D.-By The committee of the
Wv Roseawn District, young lady f.
take charge OF the summer term of the Roselaw
school. Good wages Will be paid to one who
can bring the requisite attainments 20 the work
Roselawnis situated ina most delightfully."- ro-
mantle part of The state; near lake of some
extent, aud affords every iRcllitg Ter enjoyment
usually found III d country place. The society
is excellent The Church is scarcely moments
walk from the school house
Address for the next two weeks
COMMITTEE, Roselawn, VT,
Miss Maude Arabella Whiting read the
notice through with beaming countenance
Then she read it aloud to her mother, III her
best style of elocution. Mrs. Whiting
scarcely appreciated it, though, buried as she
was in an easy-chalr and novel.
''Isnt it charming?' asked Arabella.
''Don't bother me, child. l am dying to
find out about Paul and Lady Duvernal
You've put me out SO that Eve read this
same page twice"
Arabella subsidized into silence, but she
kept mp wonderful thinking Inheriting a
romantic disposition from her mother, she
had sighed through all her life for some ad-
venture.
Her life had been strangely eventful one
and at nineteen she was weary of existence
if one could judge by the die away sonnets
composed in the privacy Of her chamber and
exhibited only to her dear friend Matilda
Grub.
The advertisement of the RoseIawn school
interested her deeply Her mind was set on
Offering herself as the teacher.
She was wealthy-but that would make
it all the more romantic. There would be
something so much like novel, in a rich
heiress burying herself and her beauty. in
little country village, for the good OF the
chiidren-the blue eyed, rosy-cheeked dar-
lings who would come, bringing her flowers
every morning.
Mrs Whiting was 10th to consent to her
daughters project-hut Arabella VAS per-
tinacious; and after few days she yielded
Arabella wrote to the Committee, and re-
ceived d note forthwith, telling her to be at
Roselawn depot the ensuing Saturday after
noon, and Mr.. Sawyer, tie Committee,
would meet her with his carriage
Saturday morning she babe her mother
an atfectionate farewell aud with Pet, her
lap dog, and three immense trunks, was
soon on her way to Roseawn. She reached
it Just before shutdown Amid the usual
hurry, noise and hustle, she was put off aud
there she stood amongst her trunks and box
es, her lap dog III her arms, her parasoL
under her arm, her reticue in her hands,
and her high-topped bonnet half way off
and down her back.
The depot was blackish building, about
ten feet square, filled with boxes. bags, and
rough looking men, smoking splitting and
talking politics.
Arabella wanted to scream at sight of
them, but her dog screamed for her-so loud
ly as to draw all the attention of the COM
pauy to his proprietress.
lis MIR. Sawyer here ?" she ventured 70
ask. in trembling voice
I'm the chap" said tall shock-headed
man, i'll a bue roundabout, rising; land
now, who be your"
Il am Miss Maude Arabell ANYTHING
''Ihe new school marin? Why land say
what have you brung your dog for You
don't cakerlate to keep school with him in
yer lap, do ye."
''Petis my confidential companion, sir it
would have broken his heart to have been
separated from me-"
'tWall, twouldn't a. been no great of a
loss Did you know that dogs is taxed a
dollar a head? That's to help on the war,
and as | am peace man, | knocked my
dog over"
ooh, Mr.. Sawyer! how could you? Did
MT it hurt him?'
81 'spect it did, but that warn't my loo,
out. He was dead when picked him up
You'd better sarve yourn just so I'll finish
him and welcome for ye."
Arabela clasped pet still closer, and re-
garded Mr.. Sawyer with look of horror
''Oh wall just as you say. OF course
don't keer! Spose you've kept school
afore?'
mo sir this is my first attempt"
''Hum! You don't look as if you'd do t,
wallop Jenkens' boys; but then you've go
reddish hair, which is pretty good sign o
grit. Come jump into the Vaughn. Wher,
is your baggage?9
Arabela pointed it out
''Tbe lano say!" calculated Mr. Sawyer
''What do you calkerlate to have in all then
ere trunks? Must "a brung yer bedding
Needn't "a done that; we've got plenty O.
comfortables in the fore room closet. VIVA
have you got in that box?'
Pointing to guitar case.
''lt looks like junk bottle, with a Ions
handle to it
THAT is my guitar
''Guitar land say That's what m,
wife had in her head last year Stoppec
her nose up so that twas wuss than M
nose at all! She took snuff for if les
twas the quit for sartim Same kind II
bet She wont be willing for We to brin,
it into the house. but as you'e got it hoxe,
up, 'twont be likely to do much hurt. anv
way"
Where is your c,rriage?" inquired Al
abella, anxious to escape from the curiou
glances of the crowd about the depot eac
one of whom had taken a complete inver
tory of every thing about her person