Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1881-06-21

From the Brooklyn Eagle.]
"Could see the editor ?" she asked.
looking around for him, and wondering
what was going on under his table.
"Eh? yes, I'm him." responded the
editor. evolving himself and slipping
cork into his vest pocket. "What can
1 do for your"
IT am student at Packer Institute"
responded the blushing damsel, land I
have written q little article on our
School Days. which T would like to
have published in the Brooklyn Eagle,
if you think it good enough.
"Certainly," replied the editor, gaz.
ing in unconscious admiration upon the
beautiful face before him. "Does it
commence, Our school days, how the
words linger in sweet cadences on the
strings of memory?' Is that the way it
runs 2"
why, yes," responded the beaming
girl. 'Then it goes on, How we look
forward from them to the time when we
shall look back to theml' How did you
know"
"Never mind," said the editor with
the engaging smile which has endeared
him to the citizens of Brooklyn. "After
that comes, 80 sunshlny! So gilded
with the pleasures that make youth hap
by, they have flown into the immutable
past and come to us in after life only as
echoes in the caves of sweet recollec
tion.' Isn't that it ?"
ut certainly is" answered the aston
ished girl, radiant with delight. How
could you know what had written ?''
'.Then it changes from the pianissimo
and becomes more tender. The shad-
/, moth Tho
of friendship are whitening, but may
not we hope that they will bloom again
as we remember the affection that bound
US here and made"
| mo, you're wrong there" and the
soft eyes looked disappointed.
rs it Hope on, hope ever?" asked
the editor.
| "That comes in further on. You haC
it nearly right. 1t is The dull shadows
close around us. The flowers of friend
ship are sleeping, but not withered, an(
will bloom again in affectionate remem
brance of the chains that bound US 81
lightly"
"Strange that should have made tina
mistake" said the editor, musingly. 81
never missed on one before. From ther,
it goes, "Schoolmates, let us live 80 thai
all our days may be IS radiant as thost
we have known here, and may we plucf
happiness from every bush, forgetting
never that the thorns are below thu
roses, and plying those whose hands
are bruised in the march through life.
"That's It'll" exclaimed the delighted
girl. "And then comes Hope on, hop
ever"
"Sure's you're born!" cried the edi-
tor, blushing with pleasure and once
more on the right track. "Then it runs
And as for you, teachers, dear!"
Eyes. yes, you're right" giggled thu
girl. II can't see how you found mi
out! Would you like to print it ?" ant
her face assumed an anxious shade.
Certainly" responded the editor
"I'll say it's by the most promising
young lady in Brooklyn, the daughte
of an esteemed citizen, and lady wht
has already taken high social rank =
"That finishes the school commence
ments at one swoop." sighed the editor
gloomily, as the fair vision foated out
"Can't see how I made that blunde
about the shadows and roses and friend
ship. Either I am getting old or som
of these girls have struck out something
original. Here. Swipes, tell the fore
man to put this slush in the next tai
sales supplement" and the editor felt il
his hair for the cork, and wondered
what had happened to his memory.