The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-01-07

Str1na-dOna women ibfty Deg uttt IL ulVJ
are as independent and energetic as the
women Of Rottsyille, IN have none OF
them,
.a'You prefer the domestic, kittenish
type?iA said Miss Pollok, shooting a de-
faint glance lat hims from underIherlght
lashes. a.ft +, .,,ef,.,+ otffs,i lpqu ..teI
"Certainly. / mean to do the. think
| inc and the working for my wife. ~ ''' =
s.And what share is She to have in
| lifep'uqHl ha94a aili Fi feil>9G9}
so, she, shall coddle me, T, with a
quizzical twinkle in his black eyes, at the
irate face on the other side of the. table
After they had returned to the parlor,
the young Westernerinvited Miss Pollok
to go with, him out to the Exposition. He
had engaged the most snowy " team Z,
which money could procure, and it was
now drawn up in state at the door.
7"I consented to go with him." SAID
Miss Pollok, as Mrs. Lloyd left the room
with her, sibecause / could moi refuse
without rudeness to YOU The man rs
well enough, as to looks But, If ther5
is anything for which hap eonsea
it is a great, masculine animal
thinks women were born to serve him.
g But, dear Amy, consider lie kn8
nothing of our class Of women. Try ana
give him a glimpse Of ha cultured
self-reliant girl Isl ss hhl
wretched hereafter mem
brance. tlli 1855
When Mrs. Lloyd wenJ back to
Western Cog, as sh uai,ed him
found him pacing ny nd dow
head threatening to break Jhcc
ceiling offthe little parlor ,2H
Now, Cousin Rhoda, o 1egan,
eagerly, 81 invited Mis- I ok to, go
with me out of courtesy to yon. She's
a hice-looking little thing. But Pm hor-
ribly afraid of her. These strong
minded, igo-ahead women actually give
me the, dumb ague. I cant keep my
ground with them at all.h
l'Poor AmyH' Sighed Mrs. Lloyd,
"You will have no trouble in pushing
her out of your way, if you are SO
minded. She's used to it. 10 la2a 9d
-.YEh? HowP You don't say sor'
anxiously. "Why, / thought she was
one Of your driving reformers; women
that 60 through the world like darning-
needle through a ball. !. s. i'e h2dS
.'How strange mistaken' with an
other sigh. NOW l, do suppose that
Amy has never had her own way in all
her life She was born to hard work,
poverty, snubs and neglect. Kindness,
l am sure, is something she has yet. to
experience "a .t..,f 4G0 81, g.,Dt,
"Tut; tut! Is it possible. Poor little
thing! Very remarkable the mistake l
made. Well, she shall have one jolly
afternoon at any rate. Il wish had
brought bouquet, Cousin Rhoda. | saw
sumner at a corner, and had mind
to bring it to you; but supposed liter
airy ladies would look upon flowers as
triHing. But | could have given it to her,
ehP Poor child! So she's had rough
time of it?"
The door opened at this moment, and
he hurried to meet Amy, with a profound
bow, which would not have done dis
credit to a French marquis. She, in
turn, was very grave, but gentle; feel
ing the responsibility of supporting the
character of all the literary sisterhood.
''You will remember to come home in
time for dinner, at skip said Mrs.
Lloyd, as they bade her goodbye.
go, I hear there are famous foreign
restaurants, and we must try these any
how, to-day. That is part of the show"
And he telegraphed, dumbly: ''She
looks hungry standing back of his
charge. .l-,.i 81. .,-.....
The carriage drove off with chatter
and dash which Weakened the quiet
street. III .FfHAf itent J"t - -,
The carriage was, softly cushioned.
Miss Pollok found it easier than the
broken-springed old family one, in
which she had been used to jolt to
church. Never before had she reclined
in such luxurious state, to say nothing of
the gallant cavalier bending over her.
Amy had been ugly, as child, and sar-
castle, as a woman; and had never be-
fore, therefore, IN a single instance, re-
ceived that peculiar homage, which men
pay to every attractive girl. G tol Isl
SHOW very absurd, she thought, as
Mr.. Bristow stopped to adjust the rug
over her dress, II could do it much bet
ter myself. Makes me ridiculous" But
she smiled and thanked him, with a
queer, little glow of comfort at heart.
She, was so tired, too. Worn out in
body with downright hard work, and
rasped in brain. The way was long
The carriage moved Slowly through the
crowded streets. Mr. Bristow, finding
Amy did not respond, at the end of one
of his longest-winded stories looked
down and saw, that her eyes were shut
''Poor thing he muttered. 1T goes
against my grain to see a woman SO
beaten out. ''TZ9 t&~ ,lb fiufr l6 9nrU
Amy started up, wide awake. at the
eastern gate, declaring she had never
had q ,pleasanter ride. ''Your, stories of
Western life are SO very odd" she said,
with a patronizing nod. She was all
alert and quite prepared to play cicerone
to this great ignoramus from the back
woods, There was no book at the farm
which she had not read a dozen times;
and where were the ideas gained from
the Spectator, Milton, the British Dram
Artists and Elegant Extracts be of use if
not here in this exposition of the world
knowledge and intelligence, ,a
As they entered the Main Building
she glanced quickly around to discover
where to beginih her, lecture There really
was nothing, at the first glance, which
the literature of Elizabeth's time would
serve to illustrate. While she was hest
tating how to plant the first seed in the