The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1881-12-15
PEACHY PEAY.

The annual check had come from
4ansin Winamaker, and Mrs. Caldwell
AMI her daughters were discussing where
sisey should go for the summer. Mrs.
CALDWELL was a widow with but small
income. and Mr.. Winamaker was a
millionaire.
Mr.. Winamaker himself, though a
wKi0wer, was still in the prime of life,
xnd eminently handsome; and Mrs. Cald-
well, perhaps, would have preferred his
hand to his check; but she knew this
wH hopeless wish.
SO kind of Cousin George" she said.
And now, girls. where shall We go?
xm tired of Saratoga and Long Island
What do you think Of quiet country
x&fe3t somewhere"
To quiet country retreat. after some
discussion, it was resolved to go. The
rlsce selected was farm, up among the
WILLS, belonging to well-to-do farmer,
Known as Grandfather Tole. Aunt
Fheeba. Grandfather Tole's sister, had
sxsher opposed the taking of boarders, as
she opposed everything that was novel;
1ut Chloe, the eldest of the granddaug-
sers, who was the Jupiter, had spoken up
promptly. "Why not ?" she said. at
p1Il stir us up and give Maggie some idea
81 great folks, for am told these Cald-
sells are very fashionable. Let us have
1ssm, by all means" Maggie was Chloe's
Younger sister, and the pet and beauty
sf the family; and when she, too, pro-
nDunced in favor of the scheme, the
lining was settled. So the Caldwells
zme-mother and daughters.
They're not stuck up bit, if they
lid come from below" said Aunt Phoebe
when tea was over. Appear just like
yzr sort of folks"
The Caldwells were equally pleased.
Lets stay here always" said Mabel,
fi,e younger daughter, to her mother;
il Is 50 beautiful in the country. hate
lie CITY
Rreally was very pleasant at the old
isr,n house those early summer days.
There was q tender green on field and
tzee, such blossom and scent; such
SPARKLING mountain streams; such won
aerful moonlight. The Tole family too,
sere so pleasant. Maggie was the life
nd she house. She was so full OF fun
mi was so obliging. $50 cultivated,
no, said Mabel, who had fancied that
SINNERS daughters must be ignorant.
Why, she has read more books than l
nave, ma
But as the summer advanced and the
logs grew hotter, and things lost their
n1yelty, the tickle Mabel began to be
kB enthusiastic about the country.
always the same milk and fruit,
asxys the same drive" she said. "And
Maggie has so much to do now that she
ami be with me like she used to. I'd
naheT q thousand times be in town. It
= 10 dreadfully stupid here, with not so
1urh rs donkey cart going by. The
aDGuitoes are ever SO much worse than
= home. There they have bars, and
1ssse are more people, so they needn't
1es Just us all the time. Ana the flies
nrs awful"
In the midst of her grumble there
nDs = smart rap on the door, and was
directly pushed open by little old
sunAn, who dropped a brisk little
Butesy on the threshold, and then
saspped in.
He was dressed in an old-fashioned
-shost gown and petticoat," and wore or
IN head huge green silk affair, fash
Ennhle thirty years ago under the name
- -salash," and bearing close resem
1Dse TO chaise top. Away in undel
- monstrous bonnet was the Wild,
I'm Of . white muslin cap; and pair o.
au3ssed iron-bowed glasses covering
- u twinkling black eyes. The ole
vmnn earned on her arm . coveret
Anss, and in her hand great bouque
aAsld lilies, jewel weed, golden rod An,
ahmn1is.
s.11iss Psay, Miss Peachy Pesy," sai'
-. dropping another courtesy: I"
OziD1 70 lslsh you . handful a my sop
auino apples. Ny tres il 3axly, and
nuught maybe Jon hadn't hsd . iasts q
- ~ this ysax. Ard hsss j.