The Bossier banner., 1884-10-16
For Young Readers.
MISS AND MRS. FLYAWAE.

MISS ana mrs FiyaWay.
Now, If we should undertake IL,
Neither OF us must break doWns
But be ladylike and proper
As we go about the town.
We must speak with gentle voices,
Talking nowhere very loud
And, though were in gorgeous garments,
Wen let no one think we're proud.
"We won't try to hold our heads up
High, as ii they'd toucE the sky:
Neither will we, without reason,
Hang them down, ashamed or shy.
Snow we'll go up in the garrett.
1t il time those things were aired;
They've been lying. shut up closely;
But think nobodys cared.
We win dress in handsome fashion.
Needn't buy at any store:
For those trunks up there are full OF
Everything we want, and more
Dresses, capes. and lace mantillas,
OF style that's long gone by;
Strange, the people didn't wear them
Wear them out-I cant see why.
But, no doubt, they kept on buying;
Women must have something new.
That's the way 1t rs in these days:
That's the way our mothers do
With much chatting, and unloading
And two trunks. these little maidens
Were at last superbly dressed.
And no mother could have scolded;
For they were funny sight
AS they stole down from the garret
And their doings came to light.
Then they went out from the front door,
All arrayed in olden style,
And the passers, on the sidewalks,
Had to stop and look and smile.
And they rang dozen door-bells-
1t was such a pleasant day
Sent their cards up, ali in earnest,
Miss and Mrs. Flyaway.
But lady where they called last
Eyed the cards, and said: "That's
queer.
Miss and Mrs Flyaway?
How odd it is they should be here.
Strangers they must be, that's certain;
But it plain tney We come TO call.
must treat them with politeness;
1t won't do to laugh at ali,
That would be such shocking manners,
and against good common sense.
But I've peeped in. On! their bonnetsl
1hey are perfectly immense!
Il suppose they must have faces,
Far behind in there, somewhere:
But must not keep them waiting,
While I'm standing still to stare
After trying to look sober,
Very sober, she went in
This fine lady who was called on
And in this way did begin:
Quite an unexpected honorP'
Not word more could she say:
And she sat and looked and laughed at
Miss and Mrs Flyaway.
Ribbons of all kinds were hanging
From their boanets, necks and waists:
But the color3 were SO Blended
AS TO Sult the incest tastes.
And the dresses, worn by grandma,
over ninety years ago,
No it was her mother wore them
Grandma S mother, you must know.
Oh she was noble woman,
Welcomed in all drawing-r
And her dresses, though they re laughed
at,
Were preserved and called heirlooms.
Knowing that great-grandma wore them,
Miss and Mrs. Flyaway
Sat, with o,d-time smiles and grace5,
And we've WITTY, wise and gay.
Pretty soon, there came in, bowing,
A polite, but grave-faced Judge;
And he didn't grin or giggle.
Though his wife gave him nudge.
Ladies'" said he, you are charming.
Please excuse my simple way
OF expressing my true feelings,
Miss and Mrs. Flyaway.
i am tired of the fashions;
For they're changing every day.
could wish the style of old times
You've brought back might only stay"
Then he showed them his grandfather's
Wedding-coat and garden hoe,
And some brace'et his grandmother
Wore around her arms of snow.
White as snow" he said her arms were,
And Ler cheeks were soft and round;
And her feet, though they were little,
Could trip over milesOf ground.
Ny grandfather loved her dearly,
Nos because of little feet,
Nor for any other reason,
More than this; she was so sweet"
And this Judge. with kingly manners,
Never made one rude remark,
Never asked the little ladies
If they came from Noah's ark.
But he talked of old-time people,
Real, old-fashioned, gracious folks,
Who were guilty of no actions,
TO be hidden under cloaks;
Men and women woo lived brave lives,
And who died like Christians, too.
Oh! / wish we could have been there,
With the Flyawaysl Don't you?
Then the kingly entertaiasr
Brought out grapes of richest hue
Purple, rcd and almost lack grapes
From his garden where they grew;
And they all sat down and ate them
From such rich, old china p ates;
Each one differed from the other;
Only two or three were mates.
China, pictures and true kindnessI
All so old, and yet so new.
OH wish we could have been there,
With the Flyaways! Don't you?
-Rosdtte Vundsrtodter, IN ". I. Independents
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