The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-01-26
Intensely Utter.



Rockland man, who has grown COM
fortably well of in the small grocery
line, was sent away TO 'female col
lege,' and last week 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 had stopped, bewitching array Of
dry goods and q -brimmed hat
dashed from the car and flung itself into
the elderly party's arms.
"Why you superlative pap' she OK
claimed I'm so utterly glad to see
YOU
The old man was somewhat unnerved
by the greeting, but he recognized the
seal skin cloak in his grip as the identi-
cal 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
report that sounded above the noise of
the depot. In u brief space Of time the
trunk and its attendant baggage were
loaded into the wagon, which was soon
humping over the hubbels toward home.
PA, dear" said the young miss, sur
veying the team with critical eye, "do
you consider this quite excessively be-
yondP
"Heyp" returned the old man with
puzzled air; "quite excessive beyond
what? Beyond Warren? consider it
somewhat about ten mile 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; II mean
this wagon and horse. Do you think
they are soulfulp-do you think
they could be studied apart in the light
OF a symphony, or even a single poem,
and appear as intensely utter to one on
returning home as one could expressP"
The old man twisted uneasily in his
seat and muttered something about he
believed it used to be used for an ex-
press wagon before he bought it to de-
liver pork in, but the conversation APP
peared to be travelling in such lone
some direction that he fetched the horse
resounding crack on the rotunda, and
the severe jolting on the frozen ground
prevented further remarks.
"Oh, there is that lovely and consum-
mate maj screamed the returned col
legiateSs rs they drove up at the door,
and presently she was lost in the en-
brace Of motherly woman in spectacles.
well, Maria" said the old man at
the supper table, as he nipped a piece of
butter off the lump with his own knife,
IAN how d you like your SCHOOL,"
"Well, there, pa, now you're Shout
mean, consider it far too beyond re-
piled the daughter. ut is unquencha-
bly, ineifable. The girls are so sumptu-
ously stunning-I mean grand--so ex-
quisite--so intense. And then the par
ties, the balls, the rides--oh, the past
weeks have been one sublime harmony
Il s'pose Sol s'pose So" nervously
assented the old man, as he reached for
his third cup, "half full, "--"but how
about your books-reading, writing,
grammar, rule o three-how about
themP"
"Pa, DON'T exclaimed the daughter
responsibility; the rule Of three! gram
mari 1t is French and music and paint
ing and the divine in art that has made
my school life the bos--I mean that
have rendered it one unbroken flow OF
rhythmic bliss-incomparably and ex-
qusitely all but
The grocery man and his wife looked
helplessly at each other across the table.
After lonesome pause the old lady
said:
"How do you like the biscuits, MaryP"
"They are too utter for anything"
gushed the accomplished young lady
"and this plum preserve is simply 1
poem in itself"
The old man abruptly rose from thC
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 sa
alone by the stove until late hour, anC
nj the breakfast table the next morning
he raped smartly on his plate with th'
handle of his knife, and remarked;
"Maria-me and your mother have
been talking this thing over, an we have
come to the conclusion that this board
| I'M school business is too utterly all but
too much nonsense. Me an her con
slider that we haven't lived sixty ode
consummate years for the purpose o
raisin curiosity, an there's going Il
| he n stop mt TO this unOupnchable fool
ishness. Now after you've finished eat
in that poem Of fried sausage an tina
symphony of twisted doughnut, YOU
fake an dust up stairs, in less than tw'
seconds, an peel Off that fancy gown
an put on caiker, an then come dow
here an help your mother wash dishes
want it distinctly understood that Their
amt going to be no rhythmic foolishnes
in this house, so long MS your supcrla
tive pa an your lovely an consummat
mas running the rancho. You hea
me. Maria?"