Stephens City star. (Stephens City, Va.) 1881-1883, 1882-02-18
She wns Educated

She was Educated.
few months ago the daughter of an
Fest Lockport man, who had grown
comfortably we'll off in the small gro
Gerry line. was sent away to ''female
college," and recently 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 stopped, a
bewitchiDg array of dry goods and
Vide-brimmed hat dashed from the
car and flung itself into the elderly
partv's arms.
"Wby, you superlative par she ex-
claimed. "I'm ever 80 utterly glad to
see you
The old man was somewhat unneryed
by the greeting, but he recognized the
sealskin cloak in his grasp as the iden-
tical piece OF property he had paid for
wit til the bay mare, and he sort of squeezes
it in his arms, and planted a kiss where
it would do the most good with a re-
port that sounded above the noises on
the depot. In brief space of time
the trunk and the attendant baggage
were loaded into the wagon, which was
soon humping over the bubbles toward
home,
| Spa, DEAR" said the young miss,
surveying the team with critical eye,
''do you CO slider this quite excessively
beyondp
"Hey p returned the old man, with
h puzzled air, "quite excessively beyond
what p
ooh. no, pa. you don't understand
me-" the daughter explained. II mean
this wagon and horse. Do you think
they are soulful p-do you think they
could be studied apart in the light of a
symphony. or even simple poem, and
appear as intensely utter to one on re-
turning home as one could express?"
The old man twisted uneasily in his
seat and muttered something about how
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 chat he
pitched the horse resounding crack
on the rotunda, and the severe jolting
over the frozen ground prevented fur
ther remarks.
ooh, there is that lovely and con-
summate NAL" screamed the returned
collegistress, as they drew up at the
door, and presently she was lost in the
embrace of motherly woman in spec
tacles.
"Well, Maria" said the old man at
the supper table, as he nipped piece
OF butter off the lump with his own
knife, land how'd you like your
schoolY
"Well, there, pa, now you're shout
mean, consider it far too beyond" re.
piled the daughter SIT is unquencha-
by ineffable. The girls are so sumptu-
ously stunning-I mean grand = so in
tense. And then the parties, the balls.
the rides-oh, the past weeks have been
one sublime harmony"
Il s'pose So s'pose So" nervously
assented the old man, as he reached for
his third cup. "half full"-"but how
about your books-readin,' writin,' gram
mar. rule O. three-how about them ?"
"Pa, don't p exclaimed the daughter,
reproachiully ;"the Iuie of three gram
mari 1t is French and music, and
painting, and the divine in art that
have made my school life the bos-I
mean that have rendered it one unbrok-
en- flow of rhythmic bliss--inoomparably
and exquisitely all but"
The grocery man and his wife looked
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,
"and this plum preserves is simply a
poem in itself"
The old man rose abruptly from the
table and went out of the room, rubbing
his head in dazed and benumbed man
ner, and the mass convention was dis
solved. 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 board
in school business is too utterly all but
too much nonsense. Me and her con-
slider that we haven't lived sixty odd
years for the purpose of
raisin' curiosity, an there's goin' to be a
stop put to this unquenchable foolish
ness. Now, after ou've finished eating
that poem fried sausage an that SYM
phony of twisted doughnut, you take an
dust up stairs in less an two seconds an
peel off that fancy gown an put on
Ixaliker an then come down here
an help your mother wash dishes. I
want it distinctly understood that there
amt goin' to be no more rythmic fool
shness in this house so longs your SUI
perlative pa an your lovely an con-
sumate mas runnin' this rancho. You
hear me Mariaf"
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