The Penn's Grove record., 1884-03-29

G&z4Hk t.su.l4Y 10 you near,
Il Govern, MAS, shan'tP she
c. ter to I. bouy list at her
b pressd@ 80 lie stood there calmly.
ures taNp he said composedly,
g, will shore cool and determined as
~ catt,waxed more excited. "Phyllis
II odpars Of age, and old enough to
h tSQme voice in such matters herself.
he s mot a baby now, to be ordered
ie " aud made to dance attendance
III be pleasure of the boys, whose
4 y1u have made her."
delivered this with folded arms,
right into the eXasperated
!, na s blazing eyes. She almost
= into a fit, she was so angry. Her
be grew livid as she shrieked out:
R"lf She goes, she'll never dare to call
e m. her againl I'll never speak one
ford 70 her till the day of my DEATH
How dare you come home interfering?
| You'd place is In the feldsl'
"Nly place is beside my daughter,
sincd she is to be put upon in this
manher. And as to your not speaking
to her, I guess it won't be a great loss,
for when you do speak it is to scold
her. and with this shot the farmer
walked out of the house and back to
his work, leaving the woman foaming
with rage, which she poured out in tor
rents upon the d~efenseless Phyllis, who,
trembling and with streaming eyes,
weiIt about preparing dinner.
The morning of the picnic rose bright
and glorious; and when Phyllis looked
forth upon it from her chamber window
she almost forgot the unpleasantnes5 of
yesterday in the anticipated pleasure
| beil re her. The broad, sloping fields
this surrounded her fathers farm lay
cool ana green in the early morning,
with dark, pleasant shadows under
neath the grand old hemlOcks. The
sun wa just gliding the tops of these
trees, the birds among their boughs
we're twittering, and far away in ''the
purpling distance the woods showed
dark against the cloudless sky"
All that afternoon poor Phyllis had
to suffer and her eyes were red and
swollen when her father came IN to
supper. He stroked her hair with a
loving smile when Mrs. Trevor was out
Of the room, saying, with tenderness in
MS voice and eyes
HAS she been tormenting you again,
Phy?" But don't cry, dearie, and spoil
your pretty eyes for tomorrow, for you
are going to wear your pink dress,
which matches the faint roses in these
cheeks SO well, and go to the picnic as
| gay as any of theml" and the kindly
man sat down to his evening meal with
| a face as tranquil as though nothing
had occurred during the day to disturb
its serenity.
She went about her task of milking
with a happy heart. and when, her work
s finished, she entered the kitchen,
+ breakfast was inprogress.' Her mother
went about scowling as usual, but for a
wonder she let Phyllis alone. When
She had finished her breakfast her
father babe her go and get ready with
a r~eassurfng smile, but Mrs. Trevor
still maintained a sullen silence.
You had better hurry, mother. and
get dressed. too, you and the boys. III
nave old fmur hitched to the wagon
and at the door in half an hour" said
her brsn in his-asual friendly tone
. of voice
4 81 amt s s'l' snapped Mrs. Trevor.
t Her husbP. paused and looked back,
/ with his hab IN the latch of the door.
s mot gofgr" he echoed. why
i not, mother
/ Mrs. Tr&y looked up with an angry
t toss of her lad.
e eff you IRE a goin' to encourage
Phyllis to gtIvhen l said she shouldn't,
then l woal' she said, emphasizing
, her words fl decided nod.
tVerry fl. las you please, Helen.
yII ,presume A1u tTill not prevent the
: boys feom gng?f =.
, TRet cango pr not for all carel''
Sac II urne' ANGRY that he did not
! seem Gt.ou,,t he}F refusal to go.
sV nv wei Goland get ready, boys;
B Z vl have WAGON at the door soon.
faak a pity biA basket for them,
mott r. arlhe was off. His wife set
abou pacl3g lunch for her children
stal erumblhg, and glancing ~spitefuly
aeser her husand through the window.
Dffectlv Phllis came from her room;
MD She aid make a lovely picture in
Nr rose-pint avn and ribbons; the
n contraIed well with her brown
y 1ioTat hair and fair white skin.
e cold mother felt something
usfle inI her daughter, when she
eKea It beF, standing there with the
/ stmsnIls making an aureOle about her
head If she would not show it. She
! saotbe down the transient feeling,
this apaturhl parent, and said, in a
wa. tind voice which froze the
lappsp s in Her daughters heart:
so let me tell you one thing
aesore u START, Phyl Trevorl Never
fyou spels to ,me again, after ~disobeyin'
me heAr2 And 1 want you to
Ihesa
inE tho woman knew or
,ar DuGht of what she was say
poke in anger. Surely no
lib have so little affection in
Hthe child she borel Surely
lss aid 1.Jtthink of what she said, or
mean Blt the words smote Phyllis
iiiee q knife. she turned a white face,
alth seat startled eyes, upon her,
easpt and then, with a shuddering
@v raj forward to her mother,
vito s. 8 leating the room, crying, with
Sspel iian1i
\ 90b surkS you don't mean what