Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1880-05-27
MAYING.
from Harper's Bazar.l

"No May-Howers il May What is
it called May for, then? Why, Kent is
full of them p cried Angelica; and she
tied her hat with flirt-a pretty f1irt
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 under
stand, after returning to her native wilds,
that the climates of all English speaking
people were not rs much one and the
same as the tongues they used. And
having settled the point to her satisfac-
ton, ms usual, by declaring it WAS SO,
anyway, and if it wasn't, it ought to be,
delighted with such form of speech be-
cause 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 1t.
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 the year Well, to oblige you, little
granny" and she called for her tiny san
.dals. But moment after Angelica ran
L
shoes" she said, and she tore off her san
dals for Nora to put away. "Let us
see--wheros my blue scarf? q
"Take your tippet, Angel y
Furs in May, grandma" and she
was gone again, only to run back, never
theless, and exchanged her mantle for a
thick sack "And they're bareheaded
in Kent to-day" she said.
angelica" called her grandmother,
"if You really are going into the woods,
do put on another flannel petticoat. y
Humor the weather in that way?'
with laugh like bell. And this time
she was decidedly off, by the slam of the
door, enjoying tremendously those first
experiences of her American liberty.
"How absurd!" said Angelica to her.
self presently, as she was passed by a
band of rugamuflin children decked out
in paper roses and garlands. As if they
could not have some real flowers by this
time, the idle little things! With the
woods full of them, tool "If there's
anything disgusting, it's the unreal, the
artificial" she thought, and she still
pursued this line of meditation after get
ting beyond the garden borders of the
town.
"All the girls are now wearing false
white weed i'll the bosom, when the fields
are white with them probably. How
surprised they will be ut home when
come in with my hands full!-things are
al ways there or the eyes that know how
to look Tor them. Mr. Wilston had to
confess that he had picked hverwolt
himself in the third week of March. |
wish he wasn't SO positive about the bad
walking and the cold ground and the
swamps. He acts rs if he had n right
over me already, and I've never said
whether | meant TO give him the right or
not. And if he isn't careful, I'll say
mot, and he needn't be looking Mt me
with his lordly glances | don't care
whether mans % handsome rs An
tonious or rot, but l don't want tyrant
for lover And of course" she con-
tinued, coh,rently everybody knows
there are violets. and commbines, 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 gaylv forward into the edge of the
wood by the river.
The ideal" 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 gosGngs, Why isn't
America civilized country? Oh, yes,
there's a maple, all red and blushing. |
told you SO. / knew there were flow
ers." And she stopped for cluster of
violets that were shiyeriug in the breeze,
and put them into her basket. " Dear
mel it won't take long at this rate. |
shall just tell Mr. Wilston that / filled
my basket in half an hour, for all his
theories, and we have Ms many flowers in
New England as they do in Old Eng