The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1880-11-13
TRIALS AND TRIUMPHs.

TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS.
His name was Jacob. II had been his
fathers before him, and his fathers
fathers. The Storms were hard
working, money-getting race. Jacob
Storm, the father of our hero, constant
ly said that "he couldn't see why under
the shinin' sun man needed an eddi-
cation I any rate, more'n 'nough to
reckon his crops and cattle" Jacob
the younger had once expressed the de-
sire to attend school out Of town but
Storm; senior, killed his ambition in
that respect with few words.
"Thc old red school-house was good
enough for your father and your grand
father, and when you get all you can
there, I'll find plenty OF work for you /;
it shan't be said that one of the old
Storm blood ever hired out to work for
strangers.
The inhabitants of Putncyville were
not all conservatives Of the Storm order.
Sons Of rich farmers were in college,
daughters Of hard-working fathers and
mothers were away ut school, and Put
neyville felt their influence when they
came home for vacation. One of the
gayest, pretticst girls in town was Sallie
Rivers. Her father had poorer farm
and fewer bonds than his neighbor
Jacob Storm, but the Rivers family wor-
shipped another idol. From the mother
down, every one valued 4 good educa-
ton. The father had been denied it,
as he was the eldest of large family,
and compelled to aid in supporting the
rest. He was man of excellent natur-
al ability and extravagantly fond OF
reading. When his boys and girls grew
around him they heard important topics
discussed at the table; they knew all
about Congress and our relations with
foreign powers, and once Mr.. Rivers
had been called upon to represent his
town in the Legislature Of the State.
The boys Of the family were compelled
to work their way through college, and
Sallie, the jovial, was determined to fol-
low their example.
No wonder Jacob Storm, junior, ador.
cd Sallie. He had lived near her for
years, had carried her dinner pail back
and forth for her, had purposely mis-.
spelled words to let her pass above him,
and in all her maddest pranks, he had
rejoiced while others blamed. Sallie's
brothers were fond of her, and never foI
one moment thought it either unlady.
like or sinful for her to share all their
sports. When one of the neighbors
gave party, the verbal invitation was
generally, "Sallie and the rest Of the
boys"
Sallie liked it; she was full of bound.
ing life; she hated silly airs; and rs her
brothers were, with one exception, old.
er than herself, surely it was quite
proper for her to do as they did. When
Tom wrote home from college that his
dear little sister "must not go out in
the hot sun, or she might spell her CON-
plexion," Sallic wrote back, "Don'i
bother, you dear old maid. Icare more
for good, sound health than anything
else and those who really love me
won't mind few freckles." Sallie
went on in her own way; she flew from
one end to the other of the large farm
house, now singing scrap Of some
familiar song, now chanting in full,
clear tones some grand old anthem
Jacob Storm had once called her "Will.
O. o'-,he.wisp," and the name fitted her SC
well, the boys took it up. The widest
colt on the farm would obey Sallie; she
feared nothing, went and came as she
pleased, and accomplished in one morn.
ing more work than her mother and
Huldah, the maid, could possibly do to.
gether.
Naturally, this warm-hearted, active,
cheerful girl was the light fher fathers
eyes. He could not send her away
from home, like the boys, not even for
the coveted education. For three year:
in her teens, she bore the restraint a.
meekly as possible; but the fourth yeal
could not be borne. How much the
girl had suffered in secret, no one knew.
"Fathcr," she said one day, as sh,
sprang from her saddle, "my mind is
made up. I shall go into the mill, and
earn money enough to attend school.
"But mother can't spare you daugh
ter"
"Mother is wiling" said Sallie
"she always wanted to study herself. "
"Well, we seem to need you here
somehow" said the old gentleman
stroking the colts neck to hide his feel
ings.
"Yes, father, and you shall have me
can work hard, and conc home tC
spend every vacation; and won't yo,
be glad to see me 2"
Mr.. Rivers led the colt away, and die
not answer.
"Why not ?" he said to himself
"why shouldn't she have fair chance
/ suppose l might sell off the meadow
to old Storm and send my only cir
away in good shape; but it will spoi
the farm, and l hate to-"
He could not think Of the house with
out her; he dreaded the long winte
evenings, and the warm summer days
without his darling; and at last he sa
down in one corner Of the barn on Al
old grindstone, which Sallie had oftel