St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1865-02-16


dare say did not cot it, such is the
ingratitude Of the s~orld-Lr if there
is anything l thoroughly detc.t and
abominate it is chestnutting. Picking
potatoes, husking corn, and pitching
hay, l am positive; must be mere play
compared to it-and then nobody feels
for you, either. when you are nutting
So l always thought, and so I found it
upon this occasion. as you will shortly
see, though. as 1 iu,imated at the be.
ginning, something came cf the expe-
dition a thousand times better than
chcstnuts.
Now I suppose you are imagining
that among this troop Of girls some one
brought along a brother or a cousin na.
med Philip, and thas thus and then b.
gan my personal romance.
Not bit of it. There was never a
suggestion Of a mustache among them
all--only six tresh-f.ced, laughing
girls Of us. That is, counting sister
Amy, who wasn't worth cnuntins, as
she never is in any sort Of a tramp; if
she doesn't &c, headache she does a
sore throat Or lame back, and it is a
wonder to ME it isn't always her choice
to stay at home with mother and the
cat. hut, however, there she was, and
so We cast six shadows -or should II
the sun had shone.
20 dear what dis.ereeable wind
I shall be blown sallAo pieces" Amy
cried, dismally, true to herself, before
VIC had gone twenty steps down the
laoc, which would have been green,
scattered over With buttcrcups and
white clover, If the season had permit.
ted. "a
"Of course, child. Who ever heard
Of chestnuttins in : still day? Windy
wea.he' is just the kind to rattle down
the nuts" returned Kate.
1looked at the naked, tossing branch
cs Of the trees, where not even with
cred leaf had chung for two weeks and
more, and then at,the "child," in utter
wonder at her simple credulity, but as
she appeared satis6cdas we'll as silenc-
ed, l thought it humane not to dis:
turb the bliss Of ignorance, and man.
aged to change an exclamation Of de-.
risive scorn into a doubtful enough
cough, conveniently hel ped in the dis.
xuise: by one Of NarSarctta Ea.tlc-
brawn's screams.
This young lady, who was stopping,
as said, At the. parsonage, being cons.
!" j." $ ,me degree Of Mrs Pettison, our
clergy mans wife, had come to Meadows
tro" the city, where she had lived for
some years, do suppose; but she had
spent all her life in the country, until
her father had place in the custom
house. However, that was enough 70,
6ne airs; but they were quite wasted
on me. for l never believed, after being
brought up in a farm-yard. as it we're,
she was any more afraid Of stray
sheep, or cow, or of toad, than l was.
So my nerves were not in the leas,
stirred by the series Of piercing scream.
she uttered as she turned about and
began to;run back. l was prepared fo'
. great deal Of that sort from the mo-
ment when heard Kate shouting ou'
her name at the north bedroom win
dow, and presumed she had seen some
thing as dangerous as a great auburr
caterpillar or an over-hardy grass.hop
per. .''t'' = ... 1885,. .
/ Nevertheless, I stopped as the other
did, and cried, "What is the matter
M.rgery? What has happened ?" a
loudly as the rest.
! Margery screamed again by way o
reply, and pointed tragically at . herr
Of cows ravely making the best Of tn
frost-bitten grass in Mr.. Pendleton',
pasturr over the fence. One of them
.}little dun colored, slender-legged AL
derney (sister Kato said she was an AL
derney, and she is authority l shoult
, hope,)a timid beast, who has never
brought herself to look with co,uposur,
upon full blown crinoline, was, to bt
sure, standing apart looking at US, with
her small head up 10 startled, irreso
lutte way. At sound of M.rgaretta'.
last scream, which was indeed shrill
enough TO- rouse the seven sleepers
whoever they may be, the little COW
tossed her head i little higher, and rau
wildly few PAGES farther away, the.
stopped and looked at US, more fright,
ened than ever. &S"
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