The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1883-07-17

Mouse, in the sprightlies tones l had
ever heard from him and turning to
glance ut the youth Phil who was
feeding the chickens, / saw the pretti.
est girl ! had ever seen, standing in
the wide doorway of the barn. On
her head che wore a bewitchiDg mop
cap made of dotted cambria, beneath
the trilI of which an intensely auburn
wavy bang fell almost to her auburn
eyebrows Her dress was made Of
the same material as the cap, sleeves
being rolled up nearly to the should
ers, displaying a pair Of beautifully
rounded arms, and she held the cor
ners ola large white apron in one
hand while from it she dispensed the
supper of the fowls with the other.
BY Jove I thought I. it was worth
the journey from New York to see
this lovely, truly rural picture alone.
And then l said in iuquiring manner
to Mouse, Phil?
Yes. sir, Phillips. She's my only
sister,
And Phillippa, seeing us at this
moment. did not utter a shrek and
fly, as many a damsel / wot of would
have done, but flung the remainder
of the corn from her apron and came
smiling toward lis, walking with an
easy grace that told plainly that she
had never undergone the martyrdom
IF tight, high-heeled shoes.
This is Mr.. Lpveioy, Phil
said Roderick. Come to see if moth.
erll take him to board for a month.
You are very welcome said she,
at the same time offering me a small,
brown hand to which some of the
corn -four still chung, and looking at
me with a pair of clear hazel eyes
'Roderick has often told US of your
kindness to him.
And no sooner had she ceased speak
ing than l began to think that l had
found the very place of all in which
to spend my vacation, and / was sure
of it after had seen her father and
mother-he an honest, out-spoken,
cheery-faced old fellow, and she an
attractive, still young-looking woman.
with eyes exactly like those she had
bestowed upon her dsughter-and the
neat, prettily-furnished room they of
fered me facing the grand old wood
filled with nut trees that gave the
place its name, and looking out at
the side on a jolly little brook on
whose sparkling waters some brilliant
ly plumaged ducks were proudly sail
ing. They wouldn't hear of my re-
turning to the city that night, as /
had proposed to do. but insisted upon
my remaining until Monday morn
ing.
Sunday passed like a delightful
dream, and early Monday morning l
left, with a promise to return the
following Wednesday. that being the
day on which my leave Of absence
was to begin.
Wednesday saw me installed in the
coy room, with the wood on one side
and the brook on the other, and a
week or less from that day saw me
as wholly in love with Philippe, as
ever was city youth with bonnie
maid. She was such q dear,
bright, unaffected girl, with no faults
that l could see-and l watched her
close'y-unless q strong tendency to
could be called one. That
spilled salt must be Immediately
thrown over the left shoulder o. the
spiller, lest he or she ehould quarrel
with his or her next neighbor; that no
journey or important undertaking
should b begun on a Friday that an
umbrella or a parasol opened under Q
roof betokened a great disaPpoint-
ment; that crow crossing your path
BODIED i'll news that the finding of q
four-leaved clover brought good luck |;
ali these with a hundred other things
Of like nature, did pretty Phillips
believe with the whole of her honest
heart. I used to laugh at her at fret,
but soon learned to humor the BARN.
less weakness, and threw spilled salt
over my shoulder. went down on
hands and knees. being rather near.
sighted-to search for four-leaved
carefully avoided passing
under a ladder, turned back if l met
q crow. and all the rest of it. Well,
fell in love with her but much to
my chsgrin. she didn't fall in love
with me. She liked me in q sisterly
sort of way-that l could plainly see |; |
but she never thought of me as q |
lover-that l could also plainly zee.
She walked with me---Tim the embryo
farmer, generally accompanying us /;
listened to my reading from my fsv-