Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-07-21
VINO Knows?

The birds made such a racket in the
honeysuckle vine outside my window
that / couldn't sleep. The moon was still
in the sky, but a yelled yet luminous
spendor in the east told that the day was
brcakine-the day Of June that began
my twenty -seventh year. When l say
that [ was q woman, and add unmarried
and, worst Of all. that I had lost for 90 I'd
the requisite energy that held forth any
promise in that direction, it will natural
ly be thought that shall make but q sor-
ry heroine; and it is Just because of these
discouraging facts that | want TO .jot
down this little experience Of a day, as a
sort Of consolation to that suffering part
Of nv sex who have latent hopes, long
lingering, unfuiilled, at times at the last
gasp, then hickering up again with a
sickly tenacity most painful to contem-
plate. But who knows what day may
bring forth? Who knows?
l went about on tiptoe, not to awaken
mamma; and / took it as a piece Of in
gratitude that when she came down to
breakfast, and began to enjoy the toast
had so nicely Drowned for her, and the
egg had so nicely poached for her, and
to sniff the fragrance Of a bunch OF hon
eysuckles that had scrambled for at the
risk of a sprained ankle and the cost of q
shower of morning dew upon nv clean
Calico thought it mean of mamma to
begin about that church festival before
the day had fairly begun.
"l'm so glad it's fine weather Jane,
said mamma with great urbanity Of tone
and manner. 81 thought I'd get up ear
ly, so that you could reach the church in
season; an, / wouldn't waste any flower.
in the house, dear--Pd keep them all for
your table"
"You know very we'll, mamma I re-
piled, chat I'm not going to have q
table. I've served my apprenticeship al
tables Long ago. when / was young
and fair, | wore white, with my hail
curling about my shoulders, and had the
flower table, and enjoyed ii. Later On,
put my halr up, and had u fancy table
and endured it with great resignation
Last year hao recourse to switch Il
exc out my scanty locks, and was com.
PEELED reluctantly to take the post office
This year shan't- have any thing; il
fact, mamma, IN not going to the testi
val"
Mamma put down her bit of toast, anc
turned absolutely pale.
mot, going to the feitival ~ she echoed
mournfuily.
"No, mamma" said, beginning al.
ready to plead my case. Cant have one
birthday to myself? Pm twenty-seven
wears old to-day."
ooh, hush, Jane" said my poor mother
"You scream so, the III ,nters next door
will hear you and blurt it oil over the
place. I'm not deaf If you choose tc
give up all chance of-of society, and
neglect your Christmas duties, and re.
fuse to help the church along, why, OF
course, have nothing to say, only ]
must in that case go myself"
"Youm cried, "You'll be sick for a
month afterward; you haven't been able
to do anything of the kind for years"
II know it, Jane; but if you refuse tc
do these things, must. know / shall
be protested with the heart, and my
nerves will be shattered, and you arc
young and strong, and still attractive
enough to compete with any young
lady in the place, and might, verify be-
lieve, If you were not so obstinate anC
headstrong, be surrounded and admired
as you used to be, and you might, for my
sake, Jane, at least attend these little
entertainments"
Mamma put her handkerchief to hel
eyes, and I yielded; I groaned in hesf
and in spirit, but l yielded
After I had tidied up the work anc
settled mamma in the cool shady sitting
room, upon her tavorite lounge, with
nice book at her hand, and palm lea
fan close by-for the day was CROWNS
hot--l twisted up my hair before TIN
glass, with many sour hooking grimac'
at the dark, thin discontinued face there
in, put on an ugly brown linen dress,
calabash of u hat, and went off to tn
church.
NV mother looked after me with sucl
misery in her face that called back t
her would wear something nice in tn
evening.
evil you wear your rose. coloret
crape?" pleaded mamma.
"Will / wear spangles, and jum]
through a hoop?" l said. mo mamma
I'll wear my black silk"
"And curl your heir?' she coaxed.
There's whole switch already curlet
for me in the bureau drawer | replied
cts nice this hot weather to have yer,
little hair Of ones oWnl"
Don't scream SOL" said poor mother
looking toward the Hunters side win
dows.
AS If the Hunters didn't know al
about my failing char ms, and no doub
took an inventory OF them half yearly t.
send abroad to the eldest son, who hat
been away in China these five years ane
more, and would likely never come bacl
again. At least he had written to M
to that effect when he went away. | hat
the old letter yet in a secret recess OF tina
same old bureau where lay the conven
lent switch Of hair.
Time was when needed no curls shorl
from maidens across the seas or manufac
tured from home material. had plent
cf my own. Jack Hunter cut one o
them off with his perknife that nigh
when we parted.
uJ dnn,t krown he said sayapely