The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1882-12-02
GETTING INTO SOCIETY.

81 tell you, Jack, the farm is not your
vocation. 1 become more and more con-
vinced of the fact every day, and less
contented with the life We are leading"
Breakfast was over, and we stood on
the farmhouse portico arm in arm. On
the sill sat baby, screaming with delight
as she fed pair of pc. pigeons from her
dimpled hands.
Our breakfast had been a delicious one
coffee clear as amber, bread like snow,
and steak done to turn.
All about us was a green tapgle of
sweetbrier' and honeysuckle; the sun was
just rising aboye the mountain peaks, and
the morning air was sweet and frt sh, and
filed with exquisite woodland colors, and
mtlsical with the song of birds. We
could catch glimpse of the barn and
tho poultry-yards from where we stood,
and hear the plointiye lowing of the kline
aud the dreamlke tipkle of heir bells.
I felt vague sort of conviction that
Jack had but littlo sympathy with my
spirit ofdiscontent, yet WAS determin ed
to carry my point if possible.
"You are dissatisfied with your lott
see that plainly, Nell, said Jack, trife
sadly.
"Oh, nonsense!' put in. "Not with
my lot, nor with you only with the farm,
Jack. I'm tired to death with this prosy,
humdrum ife,and hate to see You delv-
ing and toilipg like slave from one
years end to another. Yoa were born
for something better, Jack-something
grauder and nobler. Fancy man of
your abilities sowing grain and digging
potatoes and raising stock to his llfe's
end"
But, my dear" suggested Jack, Zone
must live and have bread and butter"
ITO be sure, Jack; but why not earn
it in more genteel fashion,"
Honest labor is always genteel, Nell"
"Oh, pshawl you don't understand me,
Jack. l mean that you have carabilitie:
for something better. You only cling tc
the old farm to please your father, wher
you could do hundred fold better else
where. Aud, besides, where is our so
ciety in this place, Jack? What chanc,
is there for our children as they grow
up?"
Jack laughed as he glanced down a
baby, who WAS struggling furiously t,
get pigeons head in her moth.
"Ah, Nell, that is lookingso far ahead,
he said; land, my dear, you seem to for
get that l have lived here all my lite!'
mo, no, 1 don't forget, Aud pra
what have you done, Jack?"
Lied an upright life and married your
self in the end"
But you didn't pick me up among tn
clover blossoms, Jack, don't forget { hat
You found me in town, and Jack, dear
I'm anxious to get back to my native elt
ment. I'm tired of all this. You can &c
on ever so nicely IN town, Jack, and ther
we can get into society"
"Im not overfond Of society, Nell,"
"Oh, but you should be for my SAX,
Jack. I'm fond of it. hate to live liz
a hermit. Why, Jack, if We desired I
give little party tomorrow we coul
not for lack of guests
"Dear me, Nell, why l could mustt
scores"
"Of certain sort, yes; but / don
want them, Jack. I'm little peculiG
in my notions. 1 want no society b,
the best; the-the-sYrt of society on
gets into in town"
Questionable society, Nell"
"Well then, why not? You have NEAR
Jack, and l aater myself that We al
fitted to move in any circle. VII
should We bury ourselves in this wilde
ness?'
"Our means are not inexhaustibl
Nell"
I'm aware of that. Jack. but we'y
enough for a start, and Yauboroug
offers you a good place in the bank"
"At a limited salary, Nell"
"Oh, yes, but you can work your wa
up, Jack; right up TO the topmost rom
of the ladder. Do let's 60, Jack! "
lived here 10 please you ever since OF
marriage; I think you can afford TO plea:
me little now"
Jack sighed as he looked ont uBo
his ripening grain fields, but he DIRE
me close to his heart and kissed me.
"That's true" he said; ''you can't |
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