Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1867-03-08


genius
well, ma, we give up Miss Auna; bu
it takes more than taco swallows to make ;
summer
Yes, nv dear, retorted Morgan, ant
so we will haze flock os them. Mis-;
Wilson,'
'Oh, Miss Wilsoni said Caroline. tba,
is not fair, she has home of her own. and
no one thinks of her being an old maid.
But she is nevertheless forty years old
and siug,e. No lord to her household. nc
children, those birds of paradise, to en-.
bellsh it.
NO lord to her household, exclaimed
Lizzie. To he sure she has no husband
TO lord it over her; bat there is no house
vou vouur men like so well as Miss Will
sons
And therefore vou Young ladies like it,
For shame. Morgan. no, we like to 90
and see Miss Wilson for her own sake, she
is so kind and agreeable. and as to the
children. am sure her sisters hundred
children love her quite as well as they dc
their mothers
third swallow, may | not ?
ts.
'And her sister Esther. still yerv pretty
and attractive, and wit as keen and as pol
shed as that ot Beatricc''
Yes, yes, YOU may count Esther Wilson.
slough | think she is q little acid row and
them
Acid! Esther Wilson acid! I deny it
but if she were, are not those married
pames. Mrs, Jones and Mrs. Ledson, vim
egar and lemon -iucc!
You must not forgot, said Charles
Bovine, our friend Emma Smith, sort of
.Atlas in her family, holding the whole
world on her head. )
oh, no, replied Morgan, 4 do not for-
get her; but confine myself to nv sisters
own circle of friends, | atn taking tor
their conversion. There are Susan God
dard and Emily Wheaton; rest to the
weary and sick-a balm oilite, coming il
to the sick chamber like the light, pleasant
to behold. And Mary Lewis, picking up
the Stitches that everybody else has drer
ped-dong neglected, or omitted or for
gotten duties for all her married friends, !,
Your f9ck, is large enough to migrate
Morgan, said Caroline; YOU may stop
there. YOU have not been to the law school
III vain. LOU IuNc oGb ldll Cttst
with yeur modern instances. Even Ruth.
a few years henee. may look forward to the
possibility of being one on the list OF y4ar
old maids without disnlay.
provided am not called one
1T is the vul~rr name with the old asso
citation. Ruth, tha. your brother ise oattn
ding against. There are women. allow,
who. partly owing to beginning with Your
ideas of au old maid aud remaining sin
Gle, make the character true to its ideal.
They are scltishly neat, prudisIi; soFdid
mean, and OF course repulsive, but have
seen such married women-or they are.
goSspping, yaIiulous, iiippant aud rldicu
ious'
ious.'
Il th.s. you might name some of your
married friends that are all that too, moth
er, said Morgan.
Certainly could; but some of their quail
tiles. or all Of them, have been given b. &C
satiyists to the ideal Old Maid. Size has
been set up in novels comedies and far
ces: us IL sort of target in which 70 fix the
arrows of rdicule. Married women have
joined in this cruel sport, aud the world
nave been amused by 1t. So that a Wont
an who couragconsly remains sin5 lie raiil-
er than marry a man S.e does Est love,
has not only to endure all the trials insep
arblc from the condition, but She must
bear from her own sex reproacli aud con
tumcly. She may have hten one disap
pointed and never trusted again. She
may nave nobiy sacrificed tie aappiest
destiny OF woman TO opposing circum@tan-
ces; she may, When lite MAS at Its talrest,
when promise was so near to fuliiment
that no thought of failure could intervene,
have lost all, aud little after, pcrhaps
nnt more than mac yc0rs, new genera
tiou has sprung up, and some tlppant
girl will say OF her, she Is AN old maid,
next door to an "gress, You know.
'OA, dear, mama, that is not fair, said
Path Il spokc quite thong tessl y
And | am sure, Resumed Ruth, | kncW
nothing OF Miss Rutherford history. /
did not know she had one. l never sa"
h-r till last week
If You had thought an Old maie Vert.
considering, huth, said her mother, You
might have Inferred II history from Miss
Ruthertord's sunken, melancholy eye, that
for Years Wcpt, and did nothing but weep
from that marble pa. .eness that has scarce
ly varied tor the last nine Years
Nine years, mamma There Is some
thing awful IN that sound. DO tell us Miss
Ruthcrtord's story
'Not NOW. 1t you can be curious to hear
the story OF an Old mi'ld' Will tell 1t this
evening; now the lanily machine must he
wound up john Is waiting lof ordeis Tor