Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1865-02-11
-THH RosEIAwN SCHOOL.

ner term ROselAwn school, h uO1S a..
tainments work kosesWn y ;b state near
= moss dslsn,Is sxtsnI and affords facility
snjOy@s1s Issa ns church scarcely
momenI;s Walk the school house.
COMMITTEE, ROselsWn, VI
Mis- Maude Arabella Whiting read the
notice through with a beaming eonntenan I
Then she read it aloud to her mother, IN neI
-, stvIe of eIocutiOn. Mrs. Whiting
aearcely appreciated II, though, Durleu as sue
vssin an easy-chair aud novel
s.IsD't IL charmingI" asked Ara0ela
"Don't bother me, child l am dying to
find out about Paul and Lady Duvernai
You've put me out so that I've reao TINS SAME
ss,shaIIs subsidized into silence, but she kept
= reuuT = wonderful thinking lnheriting 70,
mantle disposition from her mother, she had
sighed all her life for adventure.
Her life had been a strangely eventiSi
one. and at nineteen she was weary OF exls-
tence if one could judge by the dle-away
sonnets composed in the privacy OF her enan,
Der, and e1nlDlteo ohly W N9' ~ ~
Matilda Grub.
interested her deeply. Her mind was set on
offering herself as the teacher. .
She was wealthy-but that Woulu MAKE IL
III the more romantic There would be
something much like novel; IN ricn
beiress burying herself and her beauty, IN a
little country village, for the good OF the
children-the blue-eyed, rosy-cheeked dar-
~uo0 hugs VINO would come, bringing her flowers
Mrs Whiting was 10th to consent to her
daughters troect-but Arabella was pertina-
cioUs; and after a lew days she yielded
ArabelIa wrote the Committees" and re-
ceived note forthwith, telling her to be at
ROselawn depot the ensuing Saturday alter
noOn and Mr.. Sawyer, the Committee, would
meet her with his carriage
Saturday morning she babe her mother an
eer affecting fare well; and with Pet, her lap dog
ssu and thre immense trunks, was soon on her
gay 70 ROseawn. She reached IL just before
sundoW1i Amid the usI4l hurry, noise, and
bnstle she was put of, and there she stood
amongst her trunks aud boxes, her lap dog III
her arms, her paIaSOl under her arm nj, retl-
Guile in her hands, and her high-topped bon
net halfway off, and down her back
The depot was a blackish building, about
= ten feet square, filed with boxes, bags, and
= rough-lookng men, smoking, spitting and
talking politics.
Ara0ela wanted to scream at the sight of
them but her dog screamed for her-sO
loudly TO draw all the attention OF the
company his prOprietress.
q Is Mr.. Sawyer here :" she ventured TO
ask in a trembling yOlce.
-nrs- :. am the chap! = said a tall shock-head
ed man, IN a blue roundabout, rising; " anu
nov, who be your!
I am Hiss Maude Arabella Whiting"
The new school marin? Why, land say
what have you brung your dog for? You
don't calkerate to keep school with him in
yer lap, do We ?"
Pet is my confidential companion, sir; it
- 81 would have broken his heart TO have been
separated from me-
wall, 'twouldu't a been no grea: of a
loss 4! Did you know that dogs il taxed dol
lar a head? That's to help on the war, and
as 1 am peace man, knocked my dog
overt"
"Oh, r.iSaSyerl how could you? Didn't
--T aspect it did, but that warn't my look
out. He was dead whep l. picked him up
--- You'd better sarve your'n just SO I'll finish
him, and welcome for ye"
$50 Arabella clasped Pet still closer, aud re-
garded Mr.. Sawyer with look of horror.
"Ohi wall Jest you say. OF course
dOu't keefI 'Spose you've kept school
mo, sir; this is my first attempt"
"Hum You don't look if you'd do to
Wallop Jenkins boys; but then you've got
reddish hair, which is pretty good sign of
grit. Come jump into the Vaughn. Where's
your baggage?"
ArabeIla pointed it out
"The land say :" calculated Mr. Sawyer
what do you calkerlate TO have in all them
trunks! Must'a brung yer bedding !
Needn't a done that; we've got plenty OF
comfort25es in the fore closet What
have you got into that box?" indicating
guitar case it looks like junk bottle
win long handle TO it."
"That Is my guitar"
"Gittar land say! That's what my wife
had in her head, last yea-. Stopped her nose
up so that twas wuss than nose at all I
Sns took snuff for it. Yes, twas the gittar
for sartn. Same kind I'll bet She won't
be willing for We bring il into the house.
but as you've got it boxed up, twon't be like
ly to do much hurt"
"Where is your carriage ;" inquired Ar
abeIla, anxious 70 escape from the curious
glanees OF the crowd about the depot, each
one of whom had taken a complete inventory
of everything about her person.
Right here" pointing to tall, antiquat-
ed horse cart with a board the sides
for a seattle whole concern painted FAM
ing red, with the wheels Climb right in
over the wheel. The boss is Jest as Study as
sheepl Don't be afraid"
Goodness gracious!" cried ArabelIa in
dismay, "you don't expect to get up
.- there = Why couldn't do it to save my
lifep
'.Ho you hain't used to climbing guess
Why, my darEer, Bets would go rite into
that Vaughn without teching hand SAM"
10 of the crowd, "go in and bring out a
shoe box" r-r
Sam did as directed, and Arabella mount
= ed the box, and from thence reached the
wheel of the cart. She tumbed in with so
much force to dslodge poor Pet (who
brought up in a neighboring mud puddle
and crushed in the brim of her bonnet till il
bore a strong resemblance TO old fashioned
chaise top.
-. Sam rescued the dog, wiped him on piece
of newspaper and restored him to his ago.
nZed mistress
The trunks already in; Mr. Sawyer
seated himself in front-cracked his whip
jerked out, ''G'lang !" and of they went
The ride was good exercise to both mind
-, and body. tArabea had to exert herself to
.a-f keep from pitching out of the cart, and poor
Pet trembed like poplar leaf and groaned
bitterly.
pt They drew up at last, at Mr. Sawyer's
fs'a front door. Mrs. Sawyer, black-eyed, an
zgular woman, came out 20 meet them.
'Deary me! is this the school marin |
- Why, she looks eggsactly like Marion Scrig- |
~ gins, don't she Eben? Polly Marion's ter |
bic trial to her poor ma $50 proud and full |
&c Uhosfa han ned IN hrnr;