The Brookhaven leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1883-1891, 1883-12-13
forefngcr plump on Lord Walters

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And her eyes were olive in their depths, rs
| the krakcn beneath the sea blue,
Because fear you," he answered; you are
And able to straugle my soul in a mesh of
| your golden hair
"Plcase don't 60 on" | interrupted.
al like the poem, but some way it ISM
pleasant now
Hardly appropriate" he answered,
closing the volume dreamily, and then
added:
Il suppose you think Lord Walters
| friend a fool?'
" He is the type of large class; bat,
| Mr.. Alcott. are we not tread ne on dan
gerous ground? Do you know what
| lies Just bcyond?"
"Ics, that most exaSperating ques-
ton of 'woman's rights. Aurora
Leigh settles that for me
"'lt takes soul to move body he
repeated slowly. 1t takes high-soulcd
man to move the masses, even to
cleaner style. 1t takes the ideal to blow
a hair s-brcadth off the dust of the act
ual. All, your FourierS failcd-becausc
not poets enough to understand that
4 life develops from within
Never was trucr word spoken than
that, Miss Ellis-'from within 1t takes
a soul to move the Masses and ac-
cOrding TO nv observations, it makes
! very little difference 20 whom the soul
belongs. Men of intellect never have
Subordinatcd women. See what excel
lent care Goethe takes of them. Look
at FauSt's Margaret. the instinctively
pure child growing into n self-rcliant
woman, and see how, as Wilhelm
I Webster develops spiritually and intel
lcctually, he comes naturally upon
women of a purer and more innatcly re-
fined type-lirSt Mignon, then Natalie.
afterward Theresa and Macaria-the
last a star soul.
Il thought as much," said grand
mother, entering Just here. Il felt
sure YOU had come when | saw the
| light" and no pet last child, II baby,
was ever more welcomed than by my
dear dead father 5 mother.
You promised me, David you would
/ certainly go to bed at eight o'clock, "
said the old lady, rcproachfuly, after
having satisfied hers If that | hadn't
changed bit since she last saw me.
but how could I?n he asked, with a
COmical gesture in my direction.
well | hope you won't be any the
worse for it tomorrow said she, land
now to bed with you this minute
/ dear old Nagrant, good night, said
/ the gentleman, with 4 rare smile, obey
ing Instantly; land pleasant dreams to
you, Miss Ellis"
Nice boy that" said grandmother,
as the door closed.
"Boy:9' l repeated.
'Ies. boy"
''He is twenty-five years old if he is a
day"
"What of tl;at9 You are twenty; and
quire? -Four weeks ago there didn't
anybody round here think he'd ever get
out again. The doctor gave him up
and his sister was almost crazy; but the
fever turned and he went to sleep and
Slept two days steadily; but when he
woke up he was as bright as 4 button.
did not see my new friend for two
days. He had ovCr-eXcitcd himself and
the result was solitude for this length of
time. Iroamcd the fields and haunted
the woods, read, wrote and thought.
| never did 50 much thinking in so short
a space of time. with such unsatisfactory
results.
Where under the sun have you been
all this aftcrnoon" said grandmother,
as at sunset the second day | dragged
myself into the kite hen porch.
81 p a tree. -
"Up a tree?' this with considerable
disdain in voice and manner. you
have torn great slit in your dress,
Sue, and you look like fright | have
wanted you morn your worth-for the
last three hours"
mother?"
''Panada."
How many quarts of this stuff does
your patient consume, Mrs. Bliss, in
the course of twenty-four hours?"
THAT is according to his appetite,
Miss SauceboX," said rich voice at my
elbow and there stood Mr. Acott.
! NO. % he continued, gravely.
''They've sent for me up to Jones'.
They think the baby is dying" broke
! in grandmother, while | stood blushing
/ like an embarrassed schoolgirl.
"And | want you to keep house and
/ take care of him while 90 up awhile
and see if / can do anything to help
them. When this panada gets little
bit cold, Sue, put in two tablcspoonfus
of brandy; that's the bottle on the sec
ond shelf And the provoking old
lady tripped away as composcdly as if it
were the most commonplace thing in
the world for a young lady to be left
! with the care of an invalid, and the said
invalid man and stranger. A few
minutes suiliced to place me entirely at
my ease, and no veteran hospital nurse
was more compOscdly eXacting than |
in my new role. Grandmother $ orders
were explicit; David mustn't think of
such thing as reading aloud, and he
must lie on the lounge in the sitting
room until she returned Such an even
ing as that was. l read to him out of
Auerbach-and this took us naturally
to the Rhine-and then | found that my
companion had travelled among all my
favorite European cities. What won
derful pictures he drew me of the Cam
pagna, the Coliseum and the Forum.
How exquisite was the play of the
moonlight on the Sabine Mountains,
and how charmingly picturesque the
sketch of the old Roman ramparts, in
some places bare and black with age,
with here and there patches of scarlet
and green made of peoples and ivy.
Grandmother came too soon. Six
weeks of this dolce far niente life-and
then
There is no good of life but love-but
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