Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1882-07-22
NORTHERN TRIBUNE.
SATURDAY. JULY %. 1882.
FORTUNES WHEEL.

and small-the air about her on that
bright April day would have been as
blue as disgOrged indigo bag could
make it; but, fortunately, she was one of
those admirable characters who seldom
trouble others with their griefs and vex-
atiOns. There was indeed but on ear
into which she was selfish enough to
pour the story of the various childish
tribulations. This auricular appendage
was owned by Miss Arthelinda Fleury,
and she-well, she was only china
head doll OF large proportions and un-
changeable sweetness of cOuntenance-
only doll, l said, yet to Amy she was
everything, sister, friend and confident;
and upon this particular time she gave
as usual her unanswering attention as
Amy, sitting upon the floor In front of
Miss Arthelinda's chair,-fOr she sat up
had once been Amy's. in all the glory of
a gay pink delane dress profuseiy trim
med and tucked-unrOlled the scroll of
her trials.
"Away into the country, oh dear, dear,
dear, away from this beautiful Philadel-
phia, and such distance, too, Just think
of 1T, Arthie darling, nearly fifty miles,"
(this was over sixty years ago remem-
ber,) land mamma says we are to go
very soon. She has already begun pack
ing, but you shall not be poked away in
q great dark box. l am going to carry
you right in my own arms, and you shall
not be cold, nor hungry, nor tired, for |
will take the very best care of you; but
now am going to see mamma pack, and
you must have a nice long nap" So
Amy took her cherished friend from the
chair, and laid her in her accustomed
bed, which was really the cradle that
had rocked Amy out of babyhOOd into
childhood; then, carefully wiping away
all traces of the recently shed tears, the
little girl stole from the room as though
great precautions were necessary lest
her precious charge should be aroused
from her no doubt profound slumber.
Change, even when 1t Is not for the
better, is so delightful an element to lit
tie people, that Amy soon forgot her
grief In the excitement and hustle at
tendent upon their removal. Then their
journey, what a grand experience that
was to Amy. who had never been out
side of her native city before. The beau
tiful mountains that can be seen either
near or at distance in so many parts
of Pennsylvania, were perpetual feast
to her young eyes, and the country sights
and sounds that surrounded her when
she reached her new abode, made her
feel that she had after all been cOmpen-
stated for leaving her beautiful city
home. But oh, better than all, came to
Amy'S ears the announcements a that she
was to attend school.
Now Amy, although her years number
ed the immense sum of nine, had never
penetrated into the mysteries of school
room. Opposite her house in Philadel-
phia, two stately maiden ladies, with a
full corps Of assistants, such as French,
German, Italian, drawing, writing, and
dancing teachers, maintained Young
Ladies' Seminary" and it was one OF
Amy's inexpensive pleasures to watch
the group Of gaily dressed young girls Of
all ages, as they passed in and out at
the genteel doorway. Judging from the
scenes clustering around this one portal
school was, to Amy, fairy land, where
lovely girls and stately ladies and dis
tinguished looking gentlemen dallied
the pleasant hours away. Amy's educa-
ton, thus far in her life, had been re-
ceived from the lips of gOvernesses, but
what gOvernesseS of even moderate abil-
ity would 60 fifty miles into the wilder
ness when the smallest hope of obtain
ing situation elsewhere remained?
So, as the weather was mild, and the
schOOlhOuse less than mile away, one
Of the servants was detailed for the
pleasant Office of daily escOrting the lit
tie girl to and from the schOOlhOuse.
With dancing footsteps and equally frOl-
icksOme hopes Amy set out upon her
first walk to school. How did she return?
Sedately and sOlemnly, as though the ex-
perience of forty years had rolled over
her head since her walk In the morning.
She was not long in reaching her room
and throwing herself in all the abandon
of heartfelt sorrow upon the floor before
the chair of the immOvable Arthelinda
Alethe FURY.
"Oh, dear, DEAR" she sObbed. "it was
too dreadful! such great rude boys, only
three girls beside myself, then such a
schOOlhOuse, built of great rough logs,
and floor 80 uneven that couldn't keep
from falling down upon 1t, but worse
than all, in one room of the schOOlhouse
woman lives with the dirtiest children,
and the woman has to work, and the
children cried so much that we could
scarcely hear anything in the school
room. When went out Of doors at re-
cess, those hOrrid, dirty, ragged children
ran after me as though they would tear
me In pieces. / never, never was 80
frightened"
Poor Amy! her martyrdOm was daily
renewed during the summer. She came
I'm time to endure the scholars and the
schOolhOuse, but the fOrlOrn tenants OF
the poor. old building remained to her
objects of terror and aversion during the
entire term, and her only cause for re.
jOicing when the last hour of the last
day arrived, was that she should, at least
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