Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1882-01-05
INTENSELY UTTER.
Elective Culture ON q ROckland
GirI-An Aesthetic Daughter
and a SuperIatively Practi.
cal Pa.
From the ROckland oOurisr.l

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From the ROckland COurisr.l
A few months ago the daughter Of
a Rockland man, who has grown COM
fortably well off in the small grocery
line, was sent away to a female col
lege," and last week she arrived home
for the holiday vacation.
The old man 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 to the house. When the train
had stopped, a bewitching array of
dry goods and a wide. brimmed hat
dashed from the car and lung itself
into the elder party's arms.
"Why, you superlative pa |" she
exclaimed; I'm ever SO utterly glad
to see you"
The old man was somewhat I'M
nerved by the greeting, but he recog-
| nized the seal-skin cloak in his grip
as the identical piece of property he
had paid for with the bay mare, and
he sort Of squat it up in his arms, and
planted a kiss where it would do the
most good with a report that sounded
above the noise of the depot. In a
space of time the trunk and its az
tendant baggage were loaded into the
wagon, which was soon humping over
the bubbles toward home.
PA, dear" said the young miss,
surveying the team with a critical eye,
do you consider this quite excessive
ly beyendY"
"Hey?' returned the old man with
a puzzled air; quite excessive beyond
what? Beyond Warren? l consider
it somewhat about ten miles beyond
Warren, countin' from the Bath way,
If that's what you mean"
"0h, no, pa; you don't understand
me" the daughter explained; II mean
this wagon and horse. Do you think
they are soulful?-do you think they
could be studied a part in the light Of
a symphony, or even a simple poem,
and appear as intensely utter to one
on returning home as one could ex-
press?"
The old man twisted uneasily in his
seat and uttered something about he
believed it used to be used for an ex-
press before be bought it to deliver
pork in, but the conversation seemed
to be travelling in such a lonesome di-
rection that he fetched the horse a re-
sounding crack on the rotunda, and
the severe jolting over the frozen
ground prevented further remarks.
"Oh, there is that lovely and CON
summate NAL screamed the returned
collegiatess, as they drew up at the
door, and presently she was lost in the
embrace of a motherly woman in
s%pectacles.
well, Maria said the old man at
the supper table, as he nipped a piece
Of butter off the lump with his own
knife, AN how'd you like your
SCHOOL,"
well, there, pa, now you're shou-
[ mean | consider it far too beyond, y
replied the daughter. ut is is un.
quenchably ineffable. The girls are so
sumptuously stunning-I mean grand
so exquisite-so intense. And then
the parties, the balls, the rides-oh,
the past weeks have been n sublime
harmony"
dispose 50 4 s'pose So" nervously
assented the old man, as he reached
for his third cup. Half full. But
how about your books-readin'
writin', grammar, rule O. three-how
about them?"
PA, don'tl" exclaimed the daugh-
ter, reproachfully. 1.-The rule of threel
Grammar 1t is French and music and
painting and the divine in art that
have made my school-life the boss-I
mean that have rendered it one I'M
broken flow Of rhythmic bliss-incom-
parable and exquisitely all but"
The grocery man and his wife
looked helplsssly at each other across
the table.
How do you like the biscuits,
Maria?"
"They are too utter for anything
gushed the accomplished young lady,
and this plum preserve is simply a
poem in itself"
The old man rose abruptly from the
table, and went out the room, rubbing
his head in a dazed and benumbed
manner, and the Mass Convention was
dissolved. That night he and his wife
sat alone by the stove until a late
hour, and at the breakfast table the
next morning he raped smartly on hi
plate with the handle of his knife, and
remarked:
Marianne an your mother have
been talkin' the thing over, an we've
come to the conclusion thai
this boardin' school business il
too utterly all but too much nonsense
Ne an her consider that we haven
lived sixty odd consummate years 70,
the purpose Of raisin' a curiosity, an
there's going to be a stop put 10 thi'
unquenchable foOlishness. Now, aftet
you We finished eatin' that poem o
fried sausage and that symphony o
twisted doughnut, you tak'n dust W
stairs in less'n two seconds, an pee
that fancy gown an put on a caliker
an then come down an help you
mother wash dishes. | want it to b
~distenctly understood that there ain
goin' to be no more rythmic foolish
ness in this house, SO longs your su
perlative pa an your lovely an con
summate mas runnin' the ranch. Yol
hear me, Maria2"
Maria was listeping.