Delaware Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1843-1874, 1873-08-14
The End of an Experiment.

1T is very convenient house, said Squire
Northall. Water filtering cisterns, asparagus
bed, dry basement-everything in appepie or
der. Such an opportunity don't occur every
day.
Yes said Miss Grace Peunypacker, eyeing
the premises in keen business way. 'What
do you think, Gerty, my dear?'
Il think as you think, aunty,' said Gertrude,
who was the most docie white lamb of dam
sci that the Imagination could think or con-
ceive.
Then wen take it, said Miss Grace, 'I1l
pay Il quarters rent in advance, and sign the
papers 10 nit rrow night.
The Squire took snuff in AN embarrassed sort
of a way, and said
Excuse me, lna'am, but is it true that you
are one ofthe woman's rights people?'
what difference does it make whether l am
or not?' shortly demanded young Miss Penny
packer.
p.s-.,.S. asu't beliqve in that SORT ofthing
answered the Squire, 'and won't my house
to one Of EN-
well, then, said Miss Grace, bravely, Il do
believe in wOman's right to vote if she choos-
es, to lecture ii she chooses, to stay home and
make puddings if she chooses, ard TO be just
as independent as she chooses. II that's being
awoman's advocate, I'm one
Then said the Squire, thrusting his hands
deeply into his trousers pockets, SD rather not
let my house to YOU
Then you can let it alone said Miss Grace
tipping her round hat dehantly on her nose
Come, Girty.
And the obedient niece dutifully followed in
her warlike aunts footsteps.
What shall We do, aunty?' Gertrude asked
when they had walked on little way.
There are houses enough said Aunt Grace
and won't be dictated to. | tell you what,
Gerry, the more one sees Of men, the more one
gets disguise | wish knew CT an island in
hsbited solely by women
so do !, aunty,' SAID Gerry, clinging to Mis-
Graces protecting skirts.
Miss Pennypacker selected the next most el
igible house on her lst-a Swiss cottage on the
hill, owned by all apethic old lady, who woull
let her house to Mephistophiles himself if Ii,
had come with dress coat, French boots
aud suitable recommendation from the rea
estate agent
What kind of neighborhood ii it, aske,
Miss Pennypacker.
'Wen,' drawlel out old Mrs. Hall, faint yer
lively. The doctor who lives in the big hous
an eccentric sort Of man, that won't have
woman nowhere around, and there amt no sc
ciety, and
Il don't want society," interrupted Miss Per
nypacker. 'Gve me the keys and I'll take pr
session at once
'Great was Miss Pennypacker's geeiu sci
congratulation, when she found herself safe
installed in Laurel Lodge, which was the nan
Of the Swiss cottage on the Hill.
itosSs; ualcuilSf IOlifA SllChlcS, anu plenty
currant bushes she chuckled. III send you
load Of books at once, and get your easel up
the nortL-room, Gerry
1T will be SO nice, III t. said Gertrude wi
was one Of those human mirrors who refe
the thoughts, ideas, and propensities of tho
who surround them.
Miss Grace Pennypaclier was fat, fair, al
thirty-fve-a smooth proved, merry.eycd O
Maid; and Girty at sixteen as lust like dai
fresh and blushng.
Miss Pennypacker believed in the indepen
ence of woman and had store of thsori
which she ventilated on every possible ,
casion. Gerty believed just what her Au
did.
And now said Aunt Grace, I' let that {
blockhead Northall know whether two won
can be Independent. or not. won't have a m
about the premises, tor always believed Il
what man can dowoman do much better if 81
only chooses to turn her whole mind and DO
on It,
So Aunt Grace had her wall white wash
by an Irish female, her garden hoed by a sto
frau, and her piazza columns painted by sha
faced laughter Of the soil who worked rou
the neighborhood' for tell shilliDgs day a
her board.
doesn't this suit you, my dcaro' said NJ
Grace, coming in from the flower boarler wi
an apron full Of gladolus bulbs, and a towel II
der her arm.
yes. Aunty, DEAR, said Gerry, descend
IRON her chamber with purple velvet boul
prayer book in her hand, and round hat
match 1t. Miss Grace dcunurred somewI
about it.
Il am only going to cliurch Aunty, dear sa
Gerty.
TO hear man preleli:'
but what shall ,lu?'
Bette stay At home, and read ,hor. S.
non.'
'We haven't any,
Il could pr ac1 one myself, dare say sa
Aunt Giace ambitously. We'll, 90 lust for
day. Next week, III order down Blair Cha
ming and SpuIgeon,'
'Ihcy are men too, | suppose, Auuty 81
Gertrude, mischievously.
But Miss Pennypacker thought proper not
hear, and Gertrude went gently On her way
church.
My birthday she thought, as she lean,
BACK IN HE rocker, as Gcrty's departing 10,
steps died away on the ear.
Well well, how the time passes TO he SIN
IL seems but day that was as Young as &c
tfude there, with Harry Ames drawing nv ii
tuft, IN rustic dress, wreath OF corn lowe
ana wheat, 4 Flora. ] believe | should ha
married Harry AmeS if il had not been Tor ii
meddling Of Sarah Clifford. lie did love me
and-yes, do think loved him. Well ne
haps-'
'iiallo-o" shouted a deep gruif voice ,yer II
hedge OF arbor Vita that separated Miss Penn
packers domain from the eccentric discinle
Galen, who kept house with selected corps
men. wish you would keep YOUR hens