Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1882-02-06
EFFECT OF CULTURE ON A
ROCKLAND GIRL.

comfortably well off in the small gro
Gerry line, was sent away to ''fe-
male college," and last week she ar
rived 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 bewitching array
of dry goods and a wide brimmed
hat dashed from the car. and flung
herself into the elderly party's arms.
"Why you superlative pa !" she
exclaimed: ''I'm ever so utterly
glad to see you
The old man was somewhat un-
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 kiss where it would do
the most good with a report that
sounded above the noise at the depot
In brief space of time the trunk
and attendant baggage were loaded
into the wagon, which was soon
humping over the bubbles towards
home.
''Pa, dear, said the young miss,
surveying the team with a critical
eye. "do you consider this quite ex-
cessively beyond!''
Hey returned the old man with
a puzzled air; ''quite excessive be
yond what Beyond Warren? | con-
slider it about ten miles beyond War
rem, countin' from the Bath way. if
that s what you mean
''Oh no pa; you don't understand
me, ;" the daughter explained; Il
mean this wagon and horse. Do
you think they are soulful?-d you
think they could be studied apart in
the light of a symphony, or even Il
single poem, and appear as intensely
utter to one Oh returning home as
one could express p
The old man twisted uneasily in
| his seat and muttered something
about he believed it used to be used
for an express before he bought it to
deliver pork in. but the conversation
appeared to be travelling in such
lonesome direction that he fetched
the horse sounding crack on the
rotunda, and the severe jolting over
the frozen ground prevented further
remarks.
''Oh, there is that lovely and con-
summate ma - screamed the return
ed cOllegiatess as they drew NJ. OF the
door, and presently she was lost in
the embrace of a motherly woman in
spectacles.
''Well Maria.' said the old man at
the supper table as he nipped piece
of butter with his own knife. IAN
how d you like your school?"
''Well, there, pa. now you're shou
i mean | consider it far too be-
yond, replied the daughter. 1T is
unquenchably ineffable. The girls
are so sumptuously stunning
mean grand-so exquisite-so in
tense. And then the parties. the
bale, the rides-oh. the past few
weeks have been one of sublime har-
mony."
Il s'pose SOL s'pose so." ner-
vousy assented the old man as he
reached for his third cup, '.half full. =
but how about your books-read-
in, writin, grammer. rule o. three
how about them!'
PA don't" exclaimed the daugh-
ter reproachfully; 1.-The rule of thee
gramer. 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 un-
broken flow of rhythmic bliss-in-
comparably and exquisitely all but. -
The grocery man and his wife look
ed helplessly at each other across the
table. After lonesome pause the
old lady said:
''How do you like the biscuits,
Maria %
They are too utter for anything,
gushed the accomplished young lady.
land this plum preserve is simply i
poem in itself"
The old man rose abruptly from
the table, and went out of the room,
rubbing his head i'm dazed and he
numbed manner, and the mass con-
vention was dissolved. That night
he and his wife sat alone by the stove
until late hour. and at the breakfast
table the next morning. he raped
smartly on his plate with the handle
of his knife. and remarked:
''Maria-me an your mother have
been talkin the thing over. an we've
come to the conclusion that this
boardin school business is too utter
ly all but too much nonsense. Me
an her consider that we havn't lix-
ed sixty odd consumnate years for
the purpose of raisin' curiosity. an
there's goin' to be q stop put to this
unquenchable foolishness. Now af-
ter you've finished eatin' that poem
of fried sausage an that symphony
of twisted doughnut, you take an
durt up stairs in less'D two seconds.
an peel off that fancy gown an put
on a caliker, a then come down here