Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1879-06-13
Kitty's Raspberry Float,

souri,"
And her handsome face darkened with
positive annoyance. 1t was really too
vexatious, for she had invited score or
more of gay young friends for that eve
ming, to meet her newly arrived cousin
Kitty, and of course she ought to have
ice-cream. The Wylies were rather fa-
nous for their delicious ice-cream, which
they always made themselves for COM
pany, but the thermometer at ninety
eight and a thunderstorm had curdled
all the milk in the dairy.
1.-The cake is all ready" said Mary,
sitting down in her perplexity. but
what else are we to have. Coffee is too
hot, and lemonade is too much like
fairP Kitty, can't you think of some
little light thing, easy to make, to take
the place of ice-creamP"
Thus appealed to, Kitty upraised her
head from Daniel Deronda," and said
thoughtfully, "Do you like foatP"
"What is floatp"
"It takes eggs; mamma makes it often
for us at home, evenings. She beats the
whites of eggs up like great snowy
mountain, and puts in sugar, and then
she beats in strawberries, or raspberries,
or jelly, to make it pretty color and
flavor it. We eat it in saucers like ice
cream"
at sounds good" said MARY, with
little revival Of hope, "and we have
oceans of eggs. But strawberries are all
gone-there are raspberries, to be sure,
down in the lots, But / burn so if l go
in the sun, and the servants are busy
no, I'm afraid we can't make it."
"I'll pick the berries!" said Kitty,
jumping up; "Td like nothing better
than a stroll in the lots, and Pm so
brown already the sun won't hurt me. :"
"But you'll be so tired" demonstrated
Mary, looking admiringly at the merry
brunette face, land want you to look
your very prettiest tonight, so that our
young men may lose their hearts"
Il think | would rather have raspber-
ries than hearts," replied Kitty, saucily,
as she put on her hat and took a pail,
and, with few words of direction, went
down the garden and out through gate
into the back lot
1t was burning July day, but Kitty
was a child of the sun, and she liked it..
She had not been in the country for a
| long time before, and she fairly reveled
in the feeling of the grass under her feet,
| the whirr of the grasshoppers, and the
little escort of brown butterflies that
| fluttered all the time just ahead of her.
Here are the raspberries!" she said
| to herself as she came to the low stone
wall; mot very many Of them either-I
suppose they picked a good many for
supper last night. But I'll CLEAN as
go"
So she CLEANED as she went, but the
berries aUere scarce, and as the old wall
was in a tumble-down condition, and
there seemed to be more berries in the
next lot, she climbed over and wandered
on, meeting with better success. A lane
ran by the lot she was now in, and q
black-eyed young lady walking through
it stared curiously at Kitty as she passed
81 believe like birds better than l dc
people" was Kitty's mental comment or
this; "you dear little robins singing sc
over in those apple trees, mean to &C
and watch your housekeeping, and RES
little while, for my pail is almost full.
The apple trees were in a corner o.
the lot, and when Kitty reached then
she found pretty bubbling spring
there, and rocks covered with lovely
lichens.
Uncle Robert has good TASTE" sh,
said, " to keep such charming littl,
nook here" And she threw hersel
down in the shadow of one quite tai
rock, and famed herself with her hat
She was in a mood to thoroughly enjo,
everything, and it seemed to her she hat
never seen the sky so beautiful before
nor such beautiful clouds.
"I'd like to marry a farmerm she SAT-
impulsively aloud; and to her utter dis
may, pleasant, manly voice from til
other side of the rock responded:
would youp That's quite a rar
choice, nowadaysm
Kitty sprang up and started to run
/ when, of all calamities, in her haste sh
upset her pail of raspberries, and ava
they rolled in every direction. Wit
burning cheeks she began to pick ther
up, for it would never do to disappoir
Mary about the float, and she threw a
indignant glance at the young man, wh
q now came round in full view, and said b
begged her pardon, he knew he ougE
e not to have spoken, but it really SCENE
impolite not to answer
e "Your politeness has spilled by bel
ries, you see!n she replied, rather sharl
ly.
"Allow me-" he exclaimed, Instant,
dllu SItSpluS Ull0 ptll, lC DCSIu W JlC
Q up the berries with her.
IT They worked together in perfe
silence for a few minutes, hunting ii
n berries among the grass, and down
the soft green moss. One great blaC
y raspberry had caught in a spiders wei
they each reached for it in the san
IN second, their hands touched. their ey
met, and the young man smiled; and,s
ID in spite of herself, did Kitty.
a "Do forgive me-" he said; "you shs
~ not be one berry the loser by itp' and
IN rescued two on the brink of the sprin
II will" answered Kitty; "but "
must never tell the farmers!'
I'd after that, of course, it was absurd
be formal, and, like two happy YOU
e. creatures in the heyday of youth, tn
, made frolic of the whole thing, al
laughed over every berry. Kitty to
Dc him what she picked them for, and
whom, and he said he was well {
m quainted with Miss Wylie.
Perhaps, then, you will be there
OF night" she remarked, hoping in /
heart he would.
"Ihave not been invited" he answer,
Ie- soberly.
"Oh, WE'LL" said Kitty, merri
'S- ct hen I'll invite you, for Mary made
;+h company for me, and / heard her s
wa there were two or three more she wan
,ss to ask, but hadn't been able to see the
Won't you Gomez"
cal The young man hesitated; he felt
if were sailing under false colors. !
gle truth was, he and the Wylies were
on good terms, though they had forme
- been friends. But their lands
er- Joined, and dispute about boundal
:. had lately arisen, involving this sa
or pretty knoll with its spring and ap
nv trees. The old mere-stone had been
' track of, and Mr.. Wylie, surveying
mt day after his own fashion, found,
fancied he found. that he had q righi