The Osceola times., 1884-09-06
How Marjory Found Her Rights

No, it wasn't an impatient look; in
fact, it had been 30 long since she fell
anything but meek, and tired, and-yes
and hungry, that when she glanced up
and saw that the big stout woman in the
new spring bonnet, decorated with 9
whole family of bronse-coated hummine
birds, one ofwhich was poklng its dainty
bill into the heart of great bunch o.
velvet mushrooms, with satisfaction
which showed that the milliner in O
blissful and lofty disdain of nature, had
consulted neither bird nor vegetable in
the matter, not to speak at all of such
little adjuncts as velvet bon, butter.
fly with heliotrope spotted wings, and a
few gilt daggers stuck on whenever the
prospects Of being seen were most pro-
mising-I say, that when she noticed
that this very much bebonneted person
was still turning over the Easter cards,
she didn't look inpatient; but only gave
a tired little sigh, and bent over to look
at the lovely sachets, telling the happy
story of the promise fulfilled, in their
border of elder down, without seeing
them at all.
And now it had come to this, all-and
when one is hungered, wearied and
heart sick, that means all-depended on
a mans word. She almost dreaded to
see the stout woman go, for then she
would know, and wha. If that word
should be-but no, she couldn't bear to
think that, she wouldn't think it; so she
resolutely shut what would have been a
very ordinary mouth, only that that there
was a certain pathetic look about it, and
with what she thought determined
air. She gazed up at a row of cupids in
wax, bearing love tokens in the ragged
edged egg shells they carried in their
arms. And she even tried to give a
careless little tap with her finger tips on
the glass case, but it wasn't a very
spirited tap.
Yes, it had all come to this at last, for
somehow, Marjory felt this to be the
last; just back where she started from
five years before; all her dreams of
standing alone and proving to the world
that the name woman stood for just as
much as man, has dissolved, and lcf,
her-where?
She had started cut with rather a
mixed up notion Of finding her right,
She didn't exactly know what ri~hts
she wanted, only she did want TO be no.
BILE and Lofty, and live above life, III
tlenesses. And uncle Silas and Green.
vile were SO slow, and tires ne, and
little. And so il was that she wen. out
into the world to hunt her sphere; but
the more she hunted the further away
from everything she found herself. II
seemed to her that the cause" was a
little at sea as to what rights it wanted,
or what II would do with them after it
got them. In fact, Ma1ory's response
to the call TO rally round the standard,
and help the down trodden to get upon
their feet, met with chilly reception;
and besides, she soon found il was more
than she could do to keep upon her
own feet.
Once or twice she thought of going
back to uncle siIus, but her pride would
not let herdo that; and besides. there
was John; prosy, slow, gol ng John, who
didn't have one single aspiration. and
who had proposed to her regularly every
spring. for she couldn't remember bov
long.
II never seemed TO hurt him much
though. her refusal.
IF he had any spirit, or really loved
per rs man of lofty soul should love
q woman he would have gone and killed
himself on something" said this little
psnon to herself, scornfuIly. So she de
ridea she desp:scd John, disliked him
On general principles, the chief being
hat he was man.
And now, to think that 40 much. every. |
hine' depended on . mans word
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