Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1881-12-20
INrESSEE.Y UTTER.
Eject OF Cus,ure on "a fsoci,laud Girl.
AN EsTKErEc DAUGHTER AND L SCrEGI-ArIyELI
PRACTICAL PA.
From the RocsiSnd Courier.


From the Rocsi&nd Courier.
few montas ago the daughter of n Rock
land man. who has grown comfortably wei. OF
in the small grocery line was sent away 10
female college" and last week she arrived
nome for the holiday vacation. The old naB
was in attendance at the depot when the train
arrived, with the old horse in the delivery
wagon TO convey his daughter and her trunk 10
the house. When the train had stopped be
witching array of dry goods and w!de-hrimncd
hat dashed from the car. and flung itself into
the elderly payty's arms.
why YOU superlatWe pa" she exclaimed
II IN ever SO utterly glad 10 see you"
The old mau was somewhat unReryed by The
greeting but he recognized the scal-sSiu cioaa
in his grip as the identical piece of property he
had paid Tor with the hay mare. and be sprt of
squat ii up in his arms. and planted Kiss where
III would do the most good with report that
sounded above the noise of the depot In a
brief space of time the trunk and its attendant
baggage We're loaded into the wagon. whica
was soon humping over the bubbles toward
home.
PA, dear" said the young miss. surveying
the team with q critical eye. do you consider
this quite excessively beyond:"
Hey! returned the old man with a puzzled
AR; quite excessive beyond what: Beyond
Warren! L consider it somewhat about ten
mile beyond Warren, countin' from the Bath
way. If that's what yeu mean
''Oh, no, pa: you don't understand me-" the
daughter explained: II mean this waron and
horse. Do you think they are soulful do Won
think they could be studied apart in tue light of
! symphony. or even simple poem. and appear
as intensely utter to one on returning home as
one could express?"
The old man twisted uneasily in his seat and
milttered something about he believed il used
to be used for an express before lac bought il
TO deliver pork in. bit the conversation all
peared to be travelling i'm such a lonesome di-
rection that hc fetched the horse a Resembling
crack on the rotunda. and the severe joiting
over the frozen ground prevented further re-
marks.
''Oh, there is that lovely and cosummate ma"
screamed the returned collegiatess As they drew
UP at the door. and presently she was lost in the
embrace of motl!erly woman i'm spectacles.
We'll, Maria" said the old man at the supper
table, as he nipped piece of butter OF the
lump with his own knife, an how dyon like
your SCHOOL,"
We'll. there. pa, now you're shou-I mean
l consider it far too beyond" replied the
daughter. 1T is upqueDchably ineifable. the
girls are so sumptuously stnnning-I mean
grand-so exquisite-so intense. And then the
parties. the balls. the rides-oh, the past weeks
have been one sublime harmony"
II spose sol s'pOse So. nervously asSented
the old man as he reached for his third cup
| half full but how about your books-rea,lin
writin' grammar. rule O tbree-how about
them"
PA. don't" exclaimed the daughter rerroach-
fully; THE rule of tRrce grammar, Ii is French
and music and painting and the divine in art
that have made my school life the bos--f mean
that have rendered it one unbroken flow of
, rythmic bliss-incomparaby and exquisitely all
but
The grocery man and his wife looked help
1eSsly at each other across the table. After n
lonesome pause the old lady sad:
How do you like the biscuits. Maria?"
''They are too utter for anything" gushed the
accomplished young lady land this plum pre-
serve is simply poem in itself"
The old man rose abruptly from the table and
went out the room, rubbing his head in a
da2ed and benumbed manner. and the mass Con-
yention was dissolved That night he and his
wife sat alone by the stove until u late hour and
at the breakfast table the next morning he
raped smartly OF his plate with the handle of
his knife and remarked;
"Mara-rne an your mother have been
talkin the thing over AN we've come ia the
conclusion that this boaFdin' school business is
too utterly all but too much nonsense. Ne an
her consider that we haven't lived sixty edo
c0nsummate years for the purpose of raisin' a
curiosity. an there's g0in' to be a stop put to
this nnquenchable fooiishness. Now after
you've finished eatin' that poem IF fried sausage
an that symphony of twisted doughnut. you
peel off that fancy gown an put on caliSer an
dishes. l want it distinctly understood that
there amt goin' to be no more rhythmic foolish
ness in this house. so longs your sulrilative pa
an your lovely an cOnsNmmate ma rlinnin' the
raiiche. You hear me, Mara?
Maria was listening.