Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1875-07-13
Stlrttt0 Storp.
MRS. DEWSFoRD'S SoN-lN.LAN.
A Consent Under Protest.

/ Mrs. Dew>.ord sat in her own rooy;.
ss-idu7usly employed in fastening drird
butterflies ou a sheet OF pa>teboard. with
Al "Enl c!"p;c lis Of Eu,o:Lohe,' hin.
ou the table hrt"-e Ter. aud ,nagnil, in,
gas aiiiNcd ia som. my>teu "a, manner
10 H,' rose. SIC WAS q spare. lnir, hlrl
fyaIusod mI,r,a. vas bewsiorL. b.,
Liza pcw~!oid -, ql.,e dlCc,ca,-l.zz
p-w>i,rt, ~hJ S;opd beside "a 4 moth,r.
viii che a road aud lipc a, "a peach.
d,cp O.uc eyes made mystic am ,ha,ly 10,
th,'r long ashes. aal brown ht,r wound
round and round Her pretty head in shin
lug coils. You wondered as you gazed
at her, how they could both be women.
and yet so unlike.
Nonsense. Child" :" said Mrs Dewsiord
critically examining butterfly with pale
yellow wings, spriuAled wI,h earmino
"Bat.mamma. pleaded Lizzie. II, i>u I
nonsense. lie really Dies want to r-arry
me"
Marriage is all mistake, Elizabeth. -
said Mis-. Dewslord, laying down her
maguiSiug glass. Il don't mean yor
shall marry al all"
Mamma
"A woman who mauies." went on the
strong mjaded nation. is a woman
enslayed. Il had soown as much about
lie when was eighteen as DO now. /
would never have married From my
own lite | can reeliiy yours, Eliz.beth." ="
Bot, mamma" cried LizzY. "what
shall DO ?"
"Do, child do = Circulated the mother
That's pretty question lor my daughter
TO as Why, read, study. improve your
MUD. Devote al the energies OF your
nature 20 the solving the great social
problems that surround YOU"
Il don't care a pin Tor The social ptob
lens, mamma, demonstrated LizzY. Il
Ike Charley Everett. and I'm going to
marry him.
NE, er With my consent
&C mamma. cried LizzY, aghast,
"slre!y YOU would not"
L izAbeth.~ said Mrs Dewstord. in q
loue ol judicial calnness. "d)n't you see
what confusion you sre creating among
these iusocts which have 50 carefully
classided' beg you will Interrupt M
studies no longer
Bul Lizzie, apparently u"apP 'ecialiT'
of the great lot IN store for her, cried
more piteoIsly than ever.
Tears will not melt me-" said Mrs
Dewsiord, calmly resuming the Eneyc.o-
ppIia. Il only regret to be the mother
OF so degenerate daughter
Mamma" ventur,d poor Lzzy, atser
q few minntes OF silent grieviug. II
promised Charlie 10 ride out with him
this afternoon"
You must give him up, E izAbeIh-
Upon such a subject can accept no
compromise.
But pro Missed. mamma -
Mrs. Dewslord gravely rubbed the end
of her nose.
A promise is pr. mise. Elizabeth
nor shall require ol you to break IT,
Here Lizzy yisibly frightened. "But
shall accompany you!" The pretty face
became cloudei and overcast once more
'Where are sou going =
TO the woods beyond the g'en' mann
ma, Charlie is going to get some wood
sorrel Tor my herbarium-
Nor will the expedition be unproh'
able TO me. =" said Mrs. Dewslord. gravel
There are many choice varieties oI
adiantum and asplenium to be found IL
N Sc woods. and my collection OF native
ferns is yet incomplete"
And Lizzy vert away in great conster
naiion-not to read reports nor % study
paleontology, but to slip out into Inc
Garden where a great rose tree carpeteo
The velvet grass with showers OF soi'
pink petas at every passing breath oil All
and where Charlie Everett was busieo
in emitting out sticks for carnations.
..Oh Charlie-Charliel | am so mlser'
able -
"Lizzy, what is the matter?"
He dropped knife. STICKS and all IL
dismay at her woefdl counIenance' AM
Lizzy told him to the best Of her so'I'ty
wLa. the matter" was.
81. that all?' he asked quietly whel
he recital was finished.