Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1883-02-01
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GETTING INTO SOCIETY.

GETTING INTO SOCIETY.
II tell you, Jack, the farm is not your vo-
cation. I become more and more convinced
of the fact every day, and less contented with
the life we are leading"
Breakfast was over and we stood on the
farmhouse portico,. arm in arm. On the sill
of the door sat baby, screaming with delight,
as she fed pair of pet pigeons from her DIM
pied hands.
Our breakfast had been delicious one
coffee clear as amber, bread like snow, and
steak done to turn.
All about US was green tangle OF sweet
brier and honeysuckle the sun was just ris-
ing above the mountain peaks, and the morn
ing air vas sweet and fresh, and filled with
exquisite woodland odors and musical with
the song of birds. We could catch glimpse
of the barn and poultry yards from where we
stood, and hear the plaintive lowing of the
kline and dreamlike tinkle of their bells.
I felt a vague sort of conviction that Jack
had but little sympathy with my spirit of dis
content, yet 1 was determined to carry my
point, if possible.
"You are dissatisfied with your lott see
that plainly, Nell, said Jack, tritie sadly.
ssOh. nonsense - I put in. 'NOt with my
w.. WV" }
I'm tired to death with this prosy, humdrum
life, and 1 hate to see you delving and toiling
like slave from one years end to another
You were born for something better, jack
something grander and nobler. Fancy man
of your abilities growing grain and digging
potatoes and raising stock to his life's end %
''But, my DEAR" suggested Jack, zone must
live and have bread and butter"
ITO be sure, Jack but why not earn 1t IN
a more genteel fashion p
''Honest labor is always genteel, Nell"
ooh, pshawl you don't understand me,
Jack Imean that you have capacities for some
thing better. You only cling to the old farm
to please your father, when you could DO
hundred-fold better elsewhere. And besides,
where is your society in this place, Jack !!
What chance is there for our children as they
grow up?"
Jack laughed as he glanced down at baby,
who was struggling furiously to get pigeons
head in her mouth.
"Ah, Nell, that is looking so far ahead" :"
he said land, my dear, you seem to forget
that have lived here all my life"
''No, no, don't forget. And pray what
have you done, Jack 2''
"Led an upright life, and married yourself
in the end"
''But you didn't pick me up among the clo-
yer blossoms, Jack, don't forget that. You
found me in town, and Jack, dear, I'm anxious
of all this. You can get on ever so nicely in
town, Jack and there we can get into society,""
''I'm not over fond of society, Nell.'
ooh! but you should be, for my sake, Jack.
I'm fond of it. I hate to live like hermit.
Why, Jack, if we desired to give little party,
tomorrow, we could not for lack Of guests"
ssDear me, Nell, why l could muster scores" :"
"Of certain sort, yes but l don't want
them, Jack. Pm little peculiar in my no.
tions. want no society but the best the
the-the sort Of society one gets in town."
Questionable society, Nell"
"Well, then, why not ? You have means,
Jack, and fatter myself that we are fitted to
move in any circles. Why should we bury
ourselves in this wilderness %
"Our means are not ineXhauStible, Nell"
"I'm aware Of that, Jack but we've enough
for start, and Marlborough offers you good
place in the bank"
SAT limited salary, Nell"
Jack right to the topmost round of the lad
der. Do let's 60, Jack I've lived here to
please you, ever since our marriage think
you can afford to please me little now.'
Jack sighed as he looked out upon his ripen-
ing grain fields, but he drew me close to his
heart and kissed me.
''That's true" he said :; "you can't be ex-
pected to care for the farm as do, Nell.
promised to make you happy when you con-
sented to be my wife, and I'll try to keep my
word. You shall have it all your own way,
Nell"
The continuous dropping of water wears
away the solid stone. l had conquered my
husband at last, and the desire of my heart
oh toh he
When Jack once made up his mind to do a
thing he did it with all his might. The mat
ter was soon settled. Cherry Hill, as we called
the farm, was sold at great sacrifice, and one
sunny morning we turned our backs upon the
breezy mountain SUBMITS and golden grain
fields, and journeyed cityward.
sI'm afraid you've made big mistake, "
said Jacks father, as he bade us good-by ;
'you'd better have stuck to the farm. You
remember the old saying about rolling stones" "
II don't believe in old sayings, SIR" an
swered loftily, land I think can appreciate
my husbands abilities better than any cne else
can.'
Cali right hope you won't find yourself
mistaken, my dear. Goodbye to both OF you.
Whatever you do, care we'll for the little one.
Pm afraid she won't like the change. If you
happen to tire of town and fashion, don't forget
that welcome always awaits you at home. y
Jacks heart was too full for utterance.
"Thank you, sir" said I, ''but we shall not
get tired.'
Our new home at Penryth was stylish resi-:
dence in fashionable block. We established
ourselves in the principal hotel, and then set
about the task of furnishing the house.
s'My dear child" said Mrs. Marlborough,
the bankers wife, dropping in for an early
call, ''don't dream of such thing as an in.
grain carpet. Get Brussels. You'll find it
much cheaper in the end, and besides it is Sc
much more Stylish"
We hearkened to our friends advice and
laid our rooms with Brussels, and the cost rail-
up into the hundreds. The furniture was got
to match, Mrs. Marlborough and several other
friends aiding us in our selection, anda all sorts
of pretty, costly bric-a-brac, and real lace cur
tains, and new cottage piano. My old in
strument was too plain and clumsy for the es'
tablishment. l'
There is a curious sort of excitement in
spending money, which seems to drive the
most sober and economizing people desperate
when they once get at it.. Jack had always
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