Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1881-05-28
SWEET GIRL

"Csuld I see the editorp" she asked,
looking around for him and wondering
what was going on under his table.
editor. evolving himself and slipping =
cork into his vest pocket. "What can
do for youp"
II am a student at Packer Institute
responded the blushing dsmsel, ii'and
have written 4 little article on Our
School Days which l would like to have
published if you think it good snsughp"
Certainly" replied the editor, gazing
in unconscious adairation upon the
beautiful face before HIM. "Does 1t
commence, Our school days! How the
words linger in West cadsnces on tho
strings Of memory Is that the way it
"Why. yes." said the beaming girl.
Then it goes on, tHsw We lsok for
ward from them to the time when we
shall look back to Them, How did you
knoNp'
"Never mind" with the engaging
smile that has endeared him to the 1eiti.
zens oil Brooklyn. cater that comes;
So sunshiny! So gilded with the pleas.
7s5ss. that make. youth happy, they, have
Ihswn intoths immutatle past and come
to US In alter lite only as echoes In the
caves Of sweet recollection Isn't that
1T. certainly 49," answered the aston.
fshed girl, radiant with delight s'.How
could you know what | had wrlttenp" {
"Ihen 1t changes from the planisslmo
and becomes. more tender. The shad.
.ows gather around our path. The roses
of friendship are whitening, but may we
not hope that they will bloom again as
we remember the affection that bound
us here and made - Sc :.
mo; you're wrong there" and the
soft eyes looked disappoiated.
SIS it Hope on, hope ever7' (" asked
the editor.
"Ihat comes In further on. You had
it nearly right. 1t is The dun shadows
close around us. The flowers Of friend.
ship are sleeping, Tut not withered, and
will bloom again In the affectionate re.
membrance OF the chains that bound "a
SO lightly
"Strangs that l should have made that
mistake" said the editor, uusingly. II
never missed on sne before. From there
it goes, sSchoolmates, lst!us live 50 that
all u days shall be~sxssfadiant as those
we have known here, and nay We pluck
happiness from every bush, forgetting
never that the thorns are below the 70.
SEES, and plying those whose hands are
bruised in tho march through hie -
That's it," exclaimed the delighted
"Surs's you're born," cried the edi.
tor, blushing with pleasure, and once
more on the right track. Then it
runs: sAnd as for you, teachers DEAR"
Yes; you are right" gisgled the
girl. II can't see how you found me
out? Would you like to print it?" and
her face assumed an anxious shade.
Certainly" responded the editor.
'Fll say it's by the most promising
young lady of Brooklyn; the daughter
OF an esteemed citizen, and q lady who
has already taken high social rank"
That finishes the school commence.
al one swoop." sighed the editor,
gloomily, as the fair vision hoated out
Cant see how I made that blrnd.r
about the shadows. and roses, and
friendship: Either Pm getting old or
some Of those girls have struck out
sonlething original. Here, Sw1pes, tell
The foreman to put this slush in the next
:ax-sales supplement" and the, editor
cit in bis hair for the cork, and -won.
Tered what had happened to his men,.