The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1883-08-08
ALMOST A SEPARATION.
BY BELL BLOSSOM.

little hearts out. The mowers VINO
slept in the barn-chamber were Just
yawning into wakefulness. Farmer
Elden was up and on his way to the
milking-yard, and his thrifty help
mate was already breaking golden
eggs into the breakfast fryingpan.
at seems as if Rosa were later
and later every morning" she
thought.
And hurrying 10 the foot of the
stairs, where an odd, corkscrew-
shaped little flight of wooden steps
twisted itself up to the second story
she called aloud, in no very musical
voice:
Rosa Rosa, l say !"
There was no answer.
Mrs. Eden ran hastily up. and
entered the bedroom, where the cas-
tern flush was already irradiating
the rough beams with the softest
pink light. To her amazement, the
bed was empty, bunch of faded
roses lay on the pillow, and a little
cotton glove caught in the wisteria-
vine that treiled luxuriantly up TO
the second story, betrayed in what
manner the bird had flown.
"Now / an astonished :" said Mrs.
Eden. The child has got out OF
the window again. She is of for
the county fair, where | expressly
told her, last night, she was not to
20. Its the second time she has
run away within the month. Why,
she couldn't behave worse if she was
a gipsv, and | didn't believe but
what she is l told Joshua that no
good would ever come adopting a
child out ofthe Founding Institute
And / won't stand it very long-not
another dayi"
Mr.. Joshua Eden, coming in from
the barn-yard with two pals OF
foaming milk, was met by his wife
whose lips were compressed, and
whose brow had grown ominously
dark.
Rosa has gone again y said she
"Gone!" repeated Mr.. Eden, set
ting down bis pail and starting
Gone where ?"
How am / to know ?" said Mrs
Eden, sharply. ITO the fair / sup.
pose. There never was such q will.
ful childw
THAT wasn't right" said Mr.
Eden, mildly. Rosa knows
Rosa knows quite enough to out
wit two old folks like u.s." said Mrs
Eden. "We were fools for taking
her, Joshua, and we're fools for keep
ing her. It's the last night sh,
shall sleep under this roofm
"My dear, demonstrated the farm
er, she's only girl Of seventeenn
'She's old enough to know better,
said Mrs. Eden, who had bv thil
time placed a pan of frizzling bacor
upon the fire. I've put up Will
her freaks and follies long enough
I've talked to her and talked to her
and it does just about as much goot
as the wind blowing over vonde
field OF timothy-grass."
But Sarah, said Mr.. Eden, "voI
never would turn little Rosa out O
doors 2"
"Yes. | would" said Mrs. Elder
There She's tired me to death
with her wild ways; and | shan
put up with them no longer Ca
the men in TO breakfast. Joshua
and I'm goin' to fit up her littl
room, and let it to city boarders thi
summer"
Look here, wife, said good NJ
Elden-'don't be too sharp wit
Rosa. Remember she's young: an
p'r'aps there have been times whe
we held the rains pretty tight. Il
have taken her to tais county fai
myself if you hadn't said No so DOS
itiyely.'
And spoiled her worse that ever
said Mrs. Eden. No, I'm don
with her-out she goes =
But, Sarah, think again 2 urge
Mr.. Eden. What is TO become ,
her? A pretty young creature, lik
that thrown adriit upon the world
She should have thought of thu
before she defied me-" said Mr.
Eden.
4 won't have her treated so rougl
lyY said the farmer, little COURT,
And all for a mere girlish freak
You are my wife, Sarah, and yo
must obey me in this matter
i am your WIFE said Mrs. Elder
setting down the bright blue mill
pitcher with such energy that
cracked from spoutto handle "br
there are some things in which wi
not obey any man. | choose thi
Rosa shall go,'
And | choose that she shan't
said Mr.. Eden, reused into unwon
ed spirit. We've brought her u
fur baby, and she's just like m
own child.
You must choose between h.
and me, said Mrs. Eden, the han
lines around her mouth crowir
grimmer and mors grim. 'Aul
Amanda wants me 10 come to d
Uphill Farm and take care of ht
amt one to depend on anvboc
for my daily bread and she's Q
money to leave
The hired men. as they sat at Il
breakfast-table, eating bacon al
eggs, bot johnny-cake and coal-bo
ed beet, had vague idea that som
thing in the household machine
was wrong.
Mr.. Eden was unwontedly silen
Mrs. Elden's lips were screwed u
her cheeks flushed.
Where's Rosa p Hugh HARD
asked, starting around, as he
into huge slice of bread aud bl
ter.
we do not know said NJ
Eden, primly.
We calculate likely she's gone
the county fair with Doctor d
cannes daughter" said Mr.. Ed,
Girls will be girls
And then ensued another silen
until finally Hugh and Joseph lu
bered off to the hay field, and t
husband and wife were left alone
gether once again.
Come, Sarah-come! We've be