The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1882-12-12

burden to her; and so it was arranged
that the White Hills should be visited
Uncle John at once put himself in
the hands of tailor. Was it Jennie's
imagination or did the + fectly fitting
clothes and the possession Of q we'll
filed purse make a difference in Uncle
Johns personal bearing? He certain
ly had little difficulty in assuming the
polished and courtly bearing that
comes from mingling with the best of
humanity and the tvo girls grew to be
very proud of their escort. The pert
clerks, the obsequious walters seemed
to know that they had to do with a
man of the world, and everywhere
the best rooms, the choicest service
was exacted and rendered. Before
starting Uncle John admoDished his
companions
"New little girls" he said. Eve are
to consider this five hundred dollars as
90 much mama dropped int our
mouths. | know that you, Jennie,
have an unexpressed idea that the old
pauper" there his mouth was suddenly
covered with a little white handD
swell then, that your Uncle John
might better put it aside, against the
unknown demands of the future but
want to take one more journey, and
[ don't want any thoughts of the past
or fears for Ike future to mar its pleas
ures. In days agone (more fortunate ?
Well, as regards ""-"rsnions. certainly
not more Fortunately | used to take
long journeys and know al the ins
and cuts Of travel. Now you, little
girls. are not 10 worry, Lot even about
your baggage. / carr the checks
end the pocket book. and for once in
nv life | will play autocrat. l have
nut fifty daliars one side for the fare
home. When the bslsnce is spent, We
will come back to Rifetown, and
well, we will hope that many more Of
my delinquent customers will remem-
Der ME"
And so they started. They went to
Springfield and up the Connecticut
They stopped at Northampton that
Jennie might visit the female college
there they passed a charming day in
Brattleboro; they loitered everywhere.
Az Haverhill they engaged an open
carriage, drawn by a span ~ black
horses, that made light of mountain
roads. They put up at cross road no.
tells, and. tutored by Uncle John, the
girls drew from the clear mountain
streams many a speckled beauty. Fin
ally, they reached the enchanted land,
AMI then it transpired that this was
not Uncle Johns first visit. He was
familiar with every desirable drive,
not even Starr King knew better the
best points for studying the charming
scenery, And then Jennie discovered
new treasures in her pauper Uncle.
If he was fairly familiar With every
branch of literature, he was equally at
home with the feral life of field and
forest. He read the formation in the
contour of the hills ; he named the
birds from listening to their songs
not flower On the mountains or in
the meadows was unknown.
And SO the weeks sped by in happy
content. From the White Hills they
drifted to Portsmouth; they sailed out
to Appledore they staid several days
at the big hotel, and Jennie delighted
her eyes with good long look at
Celia Thaxter. They stopped at New
buryport. rode along within sight of
the Merrimack, passed the house on
the island which shelters Mrs. Spoford
and her sister; and in q little side
street, leading of the long, rambling
ti,oroughfare Of Anesbury, found the
home Of the Quaker poet. BY and by
they reached the Hub, stopping at the
Brunswick, and Uncle John seemed
rs familiar with Boston as with the
White Hills. A week passed. and
still the $500 held out, and Jennie be-
gan to think the purse that he held was
like the one so famous in myth. At
last, August drew near its close they
bad been away from home seven
weeks; Jennie's school would soon
recommence. Sues customers began to
think of fall styles; was not the $500
spent?
Uncle John drew down a long face.
Little girls, what must be, must
be" he said, though there is still
money in the purse. What pity We
cannot keep on to the end just as We
are. with no thought of schools or the