The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1880-11-11
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I MARCH, 1S47.

ing the puppies to bear-hunt. This il
the hide of an old bear | killed in De
cember'
''The hut had a dirt floor and the
old woman, (the only name by which
| heard her addressed either by hus.
band or children), sat on a bench be.
side smouldering fire nursing babe
and smoking clay pipe. Her parch.
'ment face lighted up when | told hel
was a 'peddler,' and she at once be-
stirred herself to get supper of long
collards, bear-meat, and corn dodgers
The tx boys and yellow-haired girl
had fight over the viands, chunkine
each other across the table with bits
of bread and swearing fearfully
Slang seemed their vernacular, and
though ] am acquainted with most
Western idioms, theirs nonplussed me
completely"
Il suppose you think our backwoods
people perfect heathen," said Rosina.
IF by perfect heathen' you mean
people who are ignorant of the relig-
ion and refinements Of the nineteenth
century, Miss Clayton, yes. / think
that style Of folks may be so regarded,
but yet they have some excellent traits:
[ believe they are honest, am sure
they are brave, and don't tell lies"
why, that is saying a great deal
for them" said Mrs. Clayton; we
should pity their ignorance and respect
their intefrity. My good old neigh
Dor, Widow Brown, whose geograph-
ical blunders amused you so last win
ter, you remember, Mr.. O'connell, is
as kind a soul as ever lived. She
would put herself to any trouble, en-
dure any privation to help sufferer" "
Thus launched upon the sea Of talk,
our peddler was in a most animated
mood by the time tea was served, and
as he ate, he quoted poetry and dis
played an acquaintance with history
and general literature that fairly as
founded Rosina.
Il actually could admire that man if
he were not peddler," she said to
her mother that night when they were
alone ''Is't it astonishing how we'll
he talks and what refinement he evinc-
es. He seems to have Longfellow at
his tongues end. l was very much
mortified when he asked me how |
liked the Golden Legend to have to
own that | had never read it. | shall
borrow the book from Mr.. Markham
and read it right away, so that no 9TH
er peripatetic shall have the chance of
making me blush for ignorance on
that score"
Il don't think you will be likely to
1oonot o,1otho,. 4o4,o, 4ho4
know much about Longfellow; and
allow me to say, my daughter, that it
really grieves me to see you continue
to indulge those prejudices that | have
tried so hard to eradicate from your
mind. No species Of labor is in itself
degrading, though one may make any
occupation lowering by indulging a
false spirit of shame. 1t is said that
Leonidas when chided for sweeping his
city streets declared: "A man may
make any profession honorable, but no
profession can make him So You
seem to have faith in Phrenology; now,
MI. O'Connell has head and face that
is strikingly like that Of the sculptor,
Millmore. If the indices are to be
trusted, this peddler is destined to be |
respected by his fellow-men. Don't |
you remember Peters dream and the |
warning voice, which said, What God |
has cleansed call not thou common
which he interpreted to mean that he
should 60 and preach to those whom
he had stigmatized in his Jewish pride
as Gentle dogs? Now, my darling,
let US be careful how we apply that
epithet, common, especially when the
person in the case is a man who has |
lew d his own way through the world,
and having been his own school
master, we find can teach us
Considerably impressed by her moth
er's gentle rebuke, Rosina turned over
in bed and fell to dreaming.
The young lady attended the barbe-
cue in company with Eudora Brown
and her mother, the old lady being
the only available chaperon. Rosina
wore her pink-and-white organdie,
Leghorn hat trimmed with wreath
of roses, and carried pink silk para
sol in her hand.
The first person she saw on reach
ing the barbecue grounds was Mr..
Charles O'Connell, driving her old
friend, Mr. Markham, in a shining
new buggy. They directly joined old
Mrs. Brown and her charges, and Ro-
sina dropping behind with Mr.. Mark
ham, Eudora, with her usual boldness,
to O'Connell that they |.
should hasten forward and join the
bran dancing" under the arbor. 81
can keep my feet still when | hears
that music, said she, roguishly shak-
ing her curled switch, and coquet-
tishly turning her rouged cheek to-
ward him. She wore a flaming deep
red dress, a scarlet sash, and hat
loaded with whole flower garden.
My DEAR" said Mr.. Markham to
Rosina, Il do hope you will not slight
my young friend, Mr.. O'Connell, to-
lay if he ventures to pay you any at
tention. He is a gentleman, although
he has gone peddling through the
| knew his brother in Geor-
gia-a man of undoubted integrity
and good education. This young man
looks very much like him. Every one
who has dealt with him in this sec
ton gives him a good name for hon
esty and genteel behavior, and now
that he is going to open a store at
Browns Crossroads, right in your
you will have it in
your power to do him some kindness
in a social way"
'Oh, well, I'll not slight him, for
your sake, Mr.. Markham, and as to
being kind to him, mamma will be
enough so to make up for any def
cheney on my part. She is as much
carried away with him as you are
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