The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-12-16
THE OTHER.


1t was town of hills and rocks, UNI
disturbed by railroad or telegraph wires
There was a bit of village in il, and a
for it was in New England, and equally.
of course, and for the very same reason
there must be economy in all things, and
the :" first floor of the spire crowned
building was the Town Hall, wherein
politicians fought and wandering min
strelsamused, and stray lecturers edited.
But between the hall aud spire lay the
church, clean and bright, where the
farmers mapped, and their wives chewed
caraway seed, while warned of sin and
Judgment in words as eloquent as could
be hired for S400a year and the parson-
age-a clean little white cottage.
In that same parsonage 3 lad, bright
and encr9etic-boys are like the moth
ers. biologists tells us--was fitting for
college, under his learned and lazy
| father. But
/" We are not wholly brain
Magnetic mUckeries."
At least so Tennyson says. And Ed
ward had an eye for rosy cheeks and
bright eyes, az we'll az for Greek roots.
And the particular pair that sparkled
back to his on Sunday, on week days
helped her busy mother look well to the
ways OF the household, in a white cot
age that crowned a hilltop, the sides
| of which hill were inturmiXcd with sheep
and stones in such dire confusion that a
little way of one conld not tell the one
from the other.
One. bright June morning Harriet had
skinned the milk, washed the bright
pans, and made q pyramid in the sun
that sparkled like stars. And humming
a good old hymn of Watts. her deft
hand was now smoothing and trying to
polish the family linen for the coming
Sunday, that dressday of country towns,
when bodies rs well as souls put on their
best. Harriet sung slower and slower,
as she thought faster and faster, and she
stopped carolling. to say:
"Mother! when the summer work is
over, couIdn'tyou get along without my
help"
"Why, Harriet! what do you want to
do?''
Harriet hesitated; it was a great thing
she longed for, but at last she said:
"You know most ofthe girls around
here have been to Dick Academy and
boarded themselves; why cant | for a
term or two?"
Your father and ! have been talkin',
that John hadn't ought to come Of aye till
he'd been TO the Academy.
80, mother. let us both 90! It's only
four miles and a half, you know, from
here, and father or Jesse can come after
us every Friday night, and Saturiay'sI
will cook up enough to last over the week,
except meat and potatoes, and those lean
cook there, so lean board him and my
self, and we can both go us cheap as he
could go alone"
"r II talk with your father about it."
And they went. The one term ran into
two years. Then Jesse, the bashful book
worm, was to 90, and he wished sister
Harriet to stay with him; and she iii
wish she could finish the full course, and
had been n good scholar, and, good girl,
had worked early and late and willingly
through the summer vacations, so that it
was not easy to refuse her.
And, too, perchance her future happi-
ness was more or less bound up in her
books. For Edward, in this college vaca-
ton, had told his love, AMI the shrewd
common sense of the sturdy farmer knew
his daughter must be fitted for the edu-
Gated life she was to share, or Edward
would forget his love, ii not before mar
riage and desert her; he would after mar
riage and neglect her. And another three
years were lie to hercourse, and she
graduated, healthy, happy and strong
the valedictorian of her class of thirty
nine students.
And in due time Edward and she mar
ried, and he put out law sign. .,..
There was no style, no elegance in the
three rooms of their new home, but
great deal of happiness, for their studies
and reading and tastes were one, and
each made the other strong to labor
and to wait, and love made labor
pleasure. But he was young and un-
known, and people not SO quaTelsome
as they might have been, so tie money
they had saved from teaching grew less
daifv.'szss s'2nzrsess i1EzV9
| lit would hurt my reputation to have
billsih thescity an5Ih@ye been Think
ing where I can hire title money" he
said one evening. r
"DOnp hire money! l would rather
1--we on bread and water potatoes and
salt, any, starvation diet than have
debt dragging yOu down ! will open a