Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-07-07
Wild Strawberries.

more Strawberries" SAID MRS. Wylde
with perplexed contraction OF her brow
EYES," said old Phillis the cook. GIVE
made two short cakes an pie, an dar
amt nigh enough lett to fill de big glass
dish for tea"
'.Dear mer' said Mrs. Wylde, "what
shall we do? Lisette is dressing and Maude
never could endure the sun. Barbara
to slender young girl who was curled up
in one of the deep window seats, reading
you'll have to CO." Barbara Wvlde
reused herself out of an Arcadian dream
of Dickens little Nell, and fixed pair of
big blue eyes On her mothers troubled
face.
eco where, mammal"
Down to the south pasture lot for wild
strawberries. The ground is crimson
with them there, and"
Barbara Wylde scrambled down out of
her high perch.
Mamma" said she, what a nuisance
all this is! don't believe Captain Ell
wood Severn is worth all tins trouble.
don't believe he'll fall in love with
Gather Maudc or Lisette And think
preserved gooscberries are quite good
enough for him"
Hold your tongue, child" said Mrs,
Wylde, sharpey, "Take the basket and
go for the strawberries at once
"But it's SO hot, mammal
''Put on your broad brimmed straw
hat"
"And | haven't finished my novel,
pleaded Barbara, with her mind revert
ing longingly to little Nell.
Nonsense" said Mrs. Wylde. You
read too many novels, deal, for child
OF your age"
And Barbara disappeared, unwillingly
enough, into the apple orchard, across
which slnuous path, bordered with but
tercups and rect clover, led direct to
the velvet slopes of the "south pasture, y
whfre the ripening fruit of the wild
along the course Of a little musical brook
all fringcd with reeds and alders and
all-growing ferns.
STRAW berries, indeed" said Barbara
to herself, Its dreadful to be the
youngest of family of girls, and have
to pick strawberries for ones elder sis
ter's beaux'
And she pushed the yellow curls out of
her eyes, and went two work in lugubri-
Gus earnest, popping the largest of the
berries into her little round rosebud of
q mouth, staining her dress as she knelt
down to seek the shy treasure under the
clustering green leaves, and crimsoning
her hands with the haste she made.
II wonder which of 'em he'll marryg''
said Barbara to herself, as she paused a
minute to listen to robin which. perched
ON the boughs OF a feathery elm beyond
the brook, trilled out his barcarolle of
glad music. "Lisette is the prettiest, OF
course, and he don't know what dread
full temper she's got. But Maude is
literary, and has read all the new books,
and can talk SC we'll. Gentlemen like
intellectual ladies. wish" with sigh
--ssthat I was intellectual"
And our little maid fell to work at the
strawberries again for full five minutes
And then see shook her basket, ind peep
ed into its depths with eyes of azure des-
pair.
Not half full" said she to herself
mot a quarter full. oh, dear me. how
wish some one would come to help me
And there is some one stretched provok-
ingly in the shade under Squire Dallas's
big oak by the stone wall where the
sweet briers grow. People have no bust
ness to lie in the shade when other peo-
pie nave to work hard in the sum- And
do believe it's Squire Dallas's new hired
man, and he ought to be at WORK in the
hay-feld instead Of lying there under the
trees with book. And" Barbara added
surveying the distant faineant with resol
ute blue eyes from beneath her upliftec
hand, che shall work; he shall help me +
'eYoung mani she called out. The
robin trilled, the brook made cool, tn
multuous splashing over the moss,
stones that formed IFS bed, and no an
swer came back to Barbara save the hut
tor of the leaves in the hazel copse under
the hill.
'Young man, I say!" she called on
again, this time with a certain accent O
the lmperious in her voice. The recum
bent figure under the oak tree strai ght
ened itself up at once, and made haste
toward the stone wall that separated
Squire Dallas's domains from Deacon
Wylde's south pasture lot.
II beg your pardon" said he; "but-
did you call2"
"Of course l called" said Barbara
thinking within herself how tall anc