Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1874-08-28
sUWMEI.-rInE NOTES.

= sUNsIEE-rIuE NOTES
Mrs Grundy" knowingly writes to the
- v. T. World rs follows Life at Saratoga
/ is altogether u question of dollars At one
table at a hotel family fare sumptuouSly,
at the next it l. difficult 70 obtain food fit To
r eat; the difference is made by the direct
, use of money. Fees TO the head waiter
{ and his subordinate at the table you use,
fees to cook and steward, provide for YOU
a H.er.u which - per day does not other
wise secure. The system is on the increase
most decidedly. Instead of paying your
waiter once or twice a week you must paw
him every day, otherwise cold plates. cold
vege tables, and meat cooked to rags will be
YOUR portion. If you can't afford this you
are forced to feel that YOU are wronging the
poor man who brings yOu the dishes, and
you wilt under his cOntemptuOus glance.
On the other hand. if you have u full purse
how lOrdly are your manners. with what
patrOnizing eondescension you give your or
ders We all have heard the story of the
parsOn who borrowed - every Saturday
night from one Of his pari>hiOners and pune
tually returned it the following Monday
morning, giving a. a reason, when explana-
tion was finally asked, that he could not
preach with an empty pocket. | suppose
most Of us have felt the same at times. We
cannot hide the empty purse, it seems to
thrust its nakedneSs before the world, and
we become suspicious Of every one who ap-
| prOaches Us, suspecting slight or sneer
from all.
\ young gentleman residing on the Vine
vari Camp Ground. commenced a Irritation
/ ---l, h.. -h- han
other night, when it was very dark, but
when he had not proceeded far she proved
10 be a brunette. As he ran away, some
one behind sang out, ''See dat yer white fel-
Ter run ="
We know of 4 sweet little ''Maud Null
Ter" that lives on our way home, who wears
the dairtiest little straw hat, and if she
only had a chance to rake the meadow
sweet with hay" she wouldn't lose any
time standing still Watching Judge
riding slowly up the hill" \ clerk of the
Superior court Is sweet enough for her
Atlanta Ncrs.
\ correspondent of one Of the New York
dailies grows enthusiastic over Newport in
this wise The most delightful place in
the world for a man whose head Is full of
cultured brains, and pockets full Of the genu-
inc coin Of the realm, Is Newport. for New
port i the aristOcratic watering place Of the
country-the place where the great men
and women OF literature, art, and profession
al rank, come tc spend their summers. Ii
Is 4 place where a shOddy person feels quite
out of his sphere, where only substantial
people can live with any degree Of satisfac-
ton to themselves. or with any recognition
hy Others The best society of the world
Is to be found here, and one who aspires to
move in it successfully must he both ac-
complishci and wealthy Hotel life has not
amounted to much heretofore. To be
genuine NewpOrter. one must own modest
cottage. worth anywhere from 900 to
$50 .O0O. but it seems a. though things
were changing now, and that hotel business
here i destined to be extensive and profit
able Lots of people who can't afford to
own a cottage, have means enough To war
rant a month or two at the Ocean House or
the pretty little Aquidnick, and they are
men and women, who, from their peculiar
lives. have an entrance 10 the best society
wherever they 20 ; distinguished divines and
high naval officers, not rich but eminently
cultured. | can see that the hotels are fuller
this year than last. and feel sure that in
few seasons the city will lose something OF
its distingue character, fOrit Is too beautiful
a place for one class Of people to monopo-
lie.
Berry parties are now in order. Not only
do those children and grown people who
every year realize pretty sum by no harder
labor than picking berries on the sunny
hil~, now seek the pastures, but pleasure
seekers 20 thither also. \ picnic Is only
g. .rAf orff
society, involving too much nice laundry
work and dainty cooking TO be thoroughly
cire-free and enjoyable. The children have
too many rufiles and crimps and too much
immaculate eambric to care for to be able to
roll and tumble at pleasure, and shower
occasionally ruins a lace bonnet or a below
cred hat A picnic is as charming as a pic
ture, but perfectly conventional, with no
flavor of vildneSs. The dancing and eating
and promenading 20 on with the same de
corous precision as at an indoor party. At
a berry party we 90 directly back to nature.
Old clothes are a sue qlta non, and the most
perfect freedom is permissible. The merriest
berry parties % sometimes from the farm
houses in the wagon, that serves a score of
purposes, carries the potatoes, the apples,
the cherries and the butter to market, the
pious folks to meeting on Sunday, the TAR
mer to town meeting, the wife to shop in
the village, the children to school, and now
has three seats put in and Is crowded with
screaming children and laughing women in
poke bonnets and big hats. The children
Shout and elink their pals and count their
chickens before they are are hatched. Once
in the pastures the grayest and most pune
tilious member of berry party becomes
gentle savage. and exults IN his freedom.
Natures grand silence, before which any
word Of man seems an impertinence, sur
rounds him. unbroken except by harmonious
natural sounds, the bee huns in the sun
shine, the bird sings in the tree, the brook
les over the stones and the pine trees
sigh in the breeze. Occasionally the cat
bird sends her sharp cry through the still
ness of the woods, supplying the discord
that is necessary to bring out the finest har-
monies There is something of the nomad
in every man, and our berry-picker thinks
it would be pleasant thing to roam from
one breezy hill to another, and pitch his
tent at night under the great trees that
fringe one or another water course. The
charm of this unrestrained intercourse with
nature il very great, and the berry-picker
finds many more things than berries. The
cheerful field lilies smile on him in lonely
places, the pitcher plant lift up its greer,
chalices to him full of water, the cardinal
flower sends up spires of fame from the edge
of the brook, and here and there on the hill
tops beautiful view opens and makes
him forget everything else. To some people,
particularly timid young ladies', however:
this beautiful nature seems reversed, ana
they behold as it were the wrong side OF the
tapestry. The berry pasture IS place OF
torment, snakes beset them, like frequent
Temptations. cows intimidate, and they are
glad to get back to the safe precincts Of the
croquet ground or on the piazza. lPss'eh
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