Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1880-06-03
ANGELICA'S MAYING.

"No May-fowers in May! What is
it called May for, then? Why, Kent is
full of them!'' cried Angelica, ard she
tied her hat with a flirt-a pretty flirt
that only made her the more charming.
For little Angelica, who had happened
to spend several summers at school in
England, could not be brought to I'M
derstand, after returning to her native
wilds, that the climates of all English
speaking people were not as much one
and the same as the tongues they used.
And having settled the point to her sat-
isfaction, as usual, by declaring that it
was so, anyway, and if it wasn't, it
ought to be, delighted with such form
of speech because it would never have
been allowed her at school, she started
out to make it so, apparently, by letting
the climate see what was expected OF it.
81 hope you have overshoes on,
Angel" said her grandmother, rather
timid about encroaching on Angelica's
newly-fedged liberty.
Nonsense! Overshoes! This time
of year! Well, to oblige you, little
granny and she called for her tiny
sandals. But a moment afterward
Angelica ran back. 81 believe had
best take overshoes." she said, and she
tore off her sandals for Nora to put
s soarii" Let us Sse-~nereS my 0i0'
"Take your tippet, Angel
''Furs in May, grandma!'' and she
was gone again, onIy to run back, nev-
ertheless, and exchange her mantle for
a thick sacque. "And they're bare
headed in Kent to-day" she said.
Angelica" called her grandmoth-
er, I" if you really are going into the
woods, do put on another flannel petit
coat"
.Humor the weather in that wayP"
with a laugh like bell. And this time
she was decidedly off, by the slam of
the door, enjoying tremendously those
first experiences of her American lib
erty.
.'How absurdr' said Angelica to her.
self presently, as she was passed by
band of ra@amufiin children decked out
in paper roses and garlands. " AS if
they could not have had some real flow
ers by this time, the idle little things!
With the woods full of them, too! If
there's anything disgusting it's the I'M
real, the artificial" she thought, as she
still pursued this line of meditation after
getting beyond the garden borders of
the town. "All the girls now are
wearing false white weed in the bosom,
when the fields are white with them
probably. How surprised they will be
at home when come in with my hands
full!-things are always there for the
ewes that know how to look for them.
Mr.. Wilston had to confess that he had
picked liverwort himself in the lird
week of March. wish he wasn't so
positive about the bad walking and the
cold ground and the swamps. He acts
as if he had a right over me already,
and I've never said whether l meant to
give him the right or not. And if he
ISN'T careful, I'll say mot and he
needn't be looking at me with his lordly
elances. don't care whether a man 8
as handsome as Antinous or not, but
don't want tyrant for lover. And
of course she continued, coherently,
everybody knows there are violets.
columbines, and ground-laurel-" Here
Angelica paused to rescue an overshoe
from the mud, and, finding it difficult,
to leave the other one beside it. 81
don't care" she said. - Good thick
boots do for England; they'll have to
answer here,' and she went gayly for
ward into the edge of the wood by the
river.
..The idear' said Angelica. I'm
awfully afraid they're right at home.
Not leaf on any tree, nothing but the
beggarly willow catkins. and the oaks
looking callow as goslings. Why, isn't
America q civilized country O yes,
there's maple, all red and blushing. I
told you SO. I knew there were flow
ers." And she stopped for cluster Of
violets that were shivering in the