The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1876-01-19
NOVEL EErTER-BON


chusetts, in the trimming ball of a
large hat mandatory, sat fifty tired
looking but nimble fingered sewing
girls. The air was close in the heat
ed room, for it was June, but through
the windows wistful eyes could catch
glimpses Of fair, broad fields, green
trees, and azure skies bathed in gol.
den sunshine.
At table No 20 two girls sat visa
Wis, one tall, handsome brunette,
whose warmly tinted cheeks betokeu-
ed this c0nfning occupation new TO
her, while her tasteful dress and gen.
eral appearance proclaimed her . la
dy to the very tips of her white ia
per ingers--one who could carry
herself right queenly in the most re-
fined circles of society-sewing girl
Notwithstanding
''Do you know, Jennie" to her op-
posite, as she takes her seventh Mil
an hat, and adjusts the paper tip in
the crown. Il have great mind to
write something on the inside of this
white tip Some New York gentle
man is destined to wear it very like
ly, for most of these hats go there,
and you know when the lace lining
gets sOiled they are apt to tear it out.
With that comes the tip, also, and
who knows now distinguished a per-
son may read it!"
But you'll never know it,"
Perhaps | shall, who knows? ?
There are very singular condolences
in these lives Of ours. We, for in-
stance, when we met last at a fash
ionable watering place, three years
ago, among the most petted of For
tunes favorites, little dreamed Of
meeting next in this obscure shop to
earn our living However, here
goes" And she wrote:
kiss me softly ani speak to me low;
Envy, too, has watehful ear;
What ig envy should chance to hear9
Kiss me, dear,
Kiss me softly and speak to me low"
FREDREETTA HILL.
W, June 20, 1874.
There" as she held it up for in
spection, isn't that bold? But not
likely j shall ever know who reads
it. If any one does, he will wonder
if she who wrote it is young and
pretty, aud worth kissing"
Whoever wears the bat, I'm sure
be would not object to kiss the lips
of Fred. Hill, the former belle and
beauty, if be bad chunce," said Jen-
ME.
Which wouldn't retain friends
a fter fortune bad flown for ever"
4
Two gentlemen from the Empire
City, having for their starting point
the Glen House, White Mountains,
were On fishing excursion on fair
morning in August. They were
moderately successful, and were just
thinking of starting for home with
keen appetites, unknown elsewhere
except in the mountains, when, by
some unlucky movement, one of them
lost his hat in the water and barely
rescued it from being borne beyond
reach
Il say, Ralph, I'm going to hur-
ry outside of this inside Juggling in
twinkling," said Charles Acton, as
be seated himself under be shade of
some trees and contemplated the
" ater-sUaked lace and Tip rather
ruefully, and taking out his pocket
knife he cut the stitches allowing the
inside to go free.
"Lookl what is that writing you
are throwing awayW and bis COM
pauion reached for the white paper
tip which bad caught on some ferns,
read it to himself aud gave low
whistle.
"A banter, by Jove! Charlie what
pity you couldn't lind the one
who wrote that" and he passed it To
him.
"A lady's handwriting-poetry-
let me see"
Kiss me softly and speak ton low;
Envy, too, has watchiul ear;
What if envy should chance to hear?
Kiss me, dear,
kiss me softly and speak to me low"
FRKDREErrA HILL.
W Jane - 1874.
"Fredreesta Hill--Fredreetta--
singular name By Jupiter Charlie,
that was the name OF trunk | saw
on the piazza last evening; belonged
to new arrival, lady tall asd ele'
CANT, dressed in black. But ol