Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1881-03-25
a PYRAMID or CABBAGES.

PYRAMID Vi IABBAGES.
@Why, where are you going, Isabel
Eastman Not into the farmyard
surely"
Eyes, Miss LotIie Maynell, am go
ing into the farm-yard. surely" replied
Isabel, with mischievous smile on her
prettily curved lips, as she opened the
gate leading to that place. No where
else can we be confidential without
running the risk of being overheard
The farmers family are i'll the orchard
Charley and halfdozen of his play
mates are playing il the flower garden;
there's 4 young couple IN the parlor at
the piano, lie making love and she not
making music, and Il still younger
couple whispering and giggling in the
bay window; auntie is i'll my room ell
joying Splendid Misery and grand
ma is in auntie's room iarning stock
ings. And 50 if you really want to
hear right away why | am here in
stead OF at one of my usual summer
haunts, you must cen follow me to the
farmyard. Besides which speaking
with increased animation-"1 have
lately, strange us it might seem to you,
Developed quite passion for farm
yards.
1T doesn't seem ut all strange to me,
my dear, for during our ten years
friendship you've always been develop
ing some odd passion or other. But
I've never lost faith in you. Lead on;
I'll follow"
And stepping daintily and gracefully
| unimpedcd by trains or dcmi-trains the
Young girls threaded their way through
| the crowd Of hens and chickens holding
u loud and lively conversation prepar-
atory to going to roost; past the COWS
waiting to be MIXED, and turning their
heads TO look after the intruders with
head the white horse, Stacking his
thirst at the water trough-to the ex-
treme end of the yard, where pile OF
eabbages, neatly arranged in the form
Of a pyramid confronted them.
Behold" said Isabel, stopping be
fore it, chow nature lends herself to
art! THAT sounds well, though ! don't
know now as it means anything This
mighty structure, formed of the green
and succulent cabbage, is no doubt the
work of some humble field laborer
who, having read of the pyramids Of
| Egypt-incited thereto, no doubt by
the newspaper paragraphs about our
own dear oblisk-has sought to vary
the monotony of cabbage life by build
ing as close an imitation as his ma
terial would allow. Let us hope that
the flight Of his imagination may lead
to higher one, and the cabbage man
| like the butter woman may meet with
public recognition, and at last be
crowned with Il wreath of laurel Often
from the humblest sources spring the
greatest works of genius. Burns
Lottie. breaking of suddenly, and as
Stunning a cheerful tone-''why do you
break in upon my eloquence with rude
and unsccmly laughter? ! was about
to repeat to you Longfellow's last poem
now | won't. See what your frivolity
has lost you, And take Il seat on
the extreme base of the pyramid Il
prefer the mound of sod in this seclud-
Ell corner, sacred TO somebody's rake
and hoe), while go back to the COM
monplace"
Thank you, Bell dear, I'll share the
sods with you, if you please | have
an idea that cabbage would prove Il
very uncomfortable seat under any
circumstances. And do 60 back to the
commonplace, that's darling, for I'm
dying 70 know what happened since
we parted an age ago.
AN age ago, One year and half
exactly. | was then engaged to Claude
Nenner. Pretty name, isn't it? And he
was pretty little fellow, with nice
curly hair, and lovely blue eyes, with
lashes long enough for i bang, small
dimpled hands, and not an idea in his
little round head. My mother-with
all due Difference | say it-and his
mother-to whom | accord much less
deference-mad the match when
was eighteen. and unmade it at
twenty. never loved Claude. How
could |? And he never loved me. How
could hep We were the victims of cir
cumst;mceS and matchmaking man.
mas, and two mortals more unlike it
would he hard to find. He was the
most conventional Of men, and would
have nearly died if 1T one Of those
dreary dinner parties IL which his soul
delighted, somebody had whispered to
him that his back hair wasn't parted
straight, while have often been strong
~ tempted to shock the full-dressed
guests, at the very start, by asking for
more soup.
We'll, last June, ut Newport. my
diminutive friend Eda Smythe. with a
head the exact counterpart of Claude's.
appeared upon the scene, and she and
my bethrothed fell in love with each
other At first sight Mamma fretted
and fumed and scolded. and asked me.
with tragic emphasis, how could look
calmly on and see so many thousands
of dollars being lost TO the family. for
she was sure that artful mink would
persuade poor dear Claude to elope or
something; but | continued to look
| calmly on. until one evening Claude,
with deep sigh, kissed Eda's hand as
he babe her goodnight when | turn
ell suddenly upon them, and babe them
follow me to my room There | for
gave-qulte IN the manner of stage
parent-the infatuated midgets their
base duphcity, gave them my blessing.
kissed them both and, as they, beam
ing with JOY, had departed, /. also.
beaming with jey, and not quite in the
manner of stage parent, except per
haps a Pinafore one, executed a pirou-
ette-a mad, revolving pirouette-in
honor of my newly acquired freedom.
Mamma was awfully angry, but they're
awfully happy, and they've named the
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