The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1883-06-21
A Sweet Girl Graduate.
From the Chita o Tribune.

From the Chita o Tribune.
:'Is this the placer
A prepossessing young lady stood IN
the doorway of tue editorial rooms and
was gazing around the apartm ent in q
friendly but somewhat mystlied man
ner. g.
1T depends on what you want" re-
piled the horse reporter. IF you are
on wild and fruitless search for apiece
of plum colored satin to match dress,
or a new kind Of carpet:sWeeper that
will never by any possibility Keep in
working order only three consecutive
days, you are joyously sailing away on
the, wrong tack, but if you would like an
''That's it,: sail the young lady. IT
want to see an editor: I guess it's the lit
erary editor. I saw such sweet poem
in the Tribune the other day. 1t went
The bloom on the heather is fading, dar-
ling
The moorlands are crimson gold,
God grant we may live together, darling,
Together till we grow old"
"Well," said the horse reporter, sour
bloom on the. heather editor is out just
now bnt maybe some of the rest of us
could attend to your case. What is it
you wanl?"
20 nothing in particular. Only I
thought it would be nice to meet the lit
erary editor and talk to him about au-
thors, and poets, and everything like
that. Don't you think Elaine is lovely?
It ALWAYS seems to Inc"
"NoW you're talking" exclaimed the
horse reporter enthusiastically. Give
or six years ago when Elaine beat the
three-year-old record picked her out
for pretty smooth article and told the
boys then that she was liable to beat
2:2O if her of hind leg didn't give sway"
81 don't mean "a nasty, horrid old
horse" said the young lady; II Was re-
fefFN1g to Tennyson's heroine"
80 yes; you mean the girl that fell in
love with Launcelot and floated down
the creek in dug out to where he and
Guinever were sitting on the bank
swapping large, three-story-and-base-
ment lies about their deathless passion
for each other. Launce was a daisy,
wasn't he?"
II don't know about that, sir" said
the young lady in rather more formal
tones. "You don't seem to appreciate
the full meaning and power Of the
poem"
Probably not" was the reply.
''Tennyson and Longfellow and the bal
trife too high for me, but when it
coupin county about the rose is red, tn e
violet's blue, sugar is sweet and so are
you, am wiser than a serpent: I can
toss home made, copper b6ttomed rom
deaus and madrigals into the waste bas-
ket with an airy grace that would make
ri an going to graduate next month,
to read an essay. Isn't it funny?"
Perfectly sidesplitting," responded
the personal friend of St. Julien.
"And I thought" continued the
young lady, THAT perhaps the literary
editor would give me some advice about
the subject of my essay and the general
manner in which it should be treated.
But possibly you could do itjust as well, "
and the coming graduate smiled sweet
and encouraging smile.
81 guess likely could, was the re:
ply: "4You've g9t your white dress all
made, SUPPOSED"
"Weli, that's d good deal. You can
wear black shoes safely, that's one COM
fort" said the horse reporter, glancing
downward at the lady's feet.
"Why, Of course: she replied. "Of
course shall wear shoes"
eyes, you wear them, but saw cir
once at seminary commencement that
was all rugged out in a white dress and
wore black shoes. She had large. vol
uptuous feet that always make people
look To sea if that part ~nf-tha -hllildina
where she was standing wasn't sagging {
little, and when she pranced out on the
stage the effect was something like {
coal mine with a white dress hung on
to dry over the top of it. What wer'
you thinking of writing about"
II didn't exactly know, sir. That wa
| what puzzled me"
"The Bud of Promise racket is pref
ty good one," said the horse reporter.
'The what?"
"The Bud of Promise racket. It's E.
daisy scheme for girl graduates"
''Could vou tell me-" asked the ,youns
lady in a hesitaling manner, ''abou
| this"
Racket" suggested the horse report
"Oh, certainly. You want to start th,
essay with few remarks about Sprin,
being the most beautiful season Of thu
year-the time when the tender blades
Of grass, kissed by the dews of HEAVIER
and warmed by the kindly rays Of tn
sun, peep forth, at first timid.y, ant
| vivid colors, from the bosom Of til,
earth that was such a little while az,
| wrapped in a mantle of snowy whitenes
and fast-bound in the chilly arms o
! hoary headed old-winter. Then ga,
! that as the glad sunshine leaps through
the bits of foliage that begin to come GU
and cast their grateful shade upon tn,
| earth, they fall upon the buds that ar
! iadlng the fruit trees, and soon on ever,
branch the buds ripen and burst fortl
in wealth of floral loneliness. The,
compare the maiden, just stepping fortl
| from the precincts of the school ant
! gazing with wistful eyes out into tn,
world with the little bud upon the tree
and say that she, too, by the aid of tn
| sunlight, which comes from education
will develop into woman, that priceless
gift of God to man, and ever cast abou
fetch 'eln."
"About this racket"
| ut sounds nice, doesn't it?" said tn
young lady.
"You bet it does, sis. There is moth
ing 80 swee and alluring as palpabl'
lie. Of course, YOU and l know tina
! when girl graduates she is as useles
as fan in cyclone, but it won't do t.
| say SO. You just give it to 'em tn
way told you aud you'll be al
right"
''Thank you very much, SIR" sal,
the young lady, starting for tn
door.
"Don't forget to tie your essa!
with blue ribbon" said the horse re
! porter.
mo, sir, won't"
And tell your papa to buy bouque
to fire atyou."
| eyes, sir. Good.by."
"Bon soir. Come around when yo'
| fall in love and will put you up 70
| great scheme for making Cts11ey de
clare bis intentions several month
earlier than woald otherwise be tn
CASE"
ThurlOw Weeds Inability tx
Make Speeches.
From the Forthcoming Autobiography.
Inever possessed the power ITO speal
in public on the STAGE" This defect ha
been the cause of frequent embarrass
ment and modification, for there have
been many occasions when it would have
been both proper and pleasant to have
been even moderately gifted with thu
power of speech-1naking. Aware of my
infirmitv. I of course never ATTEMPTED Il