Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1884-04-17
MRS. HAZARD.

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Sybil Stanton stood ut Il window,
looking at the stars and wondering
whether anything lay before her be-
sides the dull monotony of life, which
seemed wearing her out. Companion
to an old lady-wcll, it did not seem
such Il hard life, after all, to others.
A good, luxurious home, II liberal sal
ary, light duties; yet oh, ycs-yct it
was so dull! Other girls, not 50 pret.
ty, had been woOcd and won, and she
had not one lover.
II suppose | shall die an old maid, y
sighed Sybil. There's no romance
in store for me, no poetry. 1t is all
harsh prose. There ought to be some
thing more in life, or why should l
long for it,
Miss Stanton, it's O'Clock, and
polly's cage isn't covered yet" cried
Miss Hazard from her inner room.
Sybil sighed. The parrot was part
of her prose. There were the parrot,
the canary and the poodle. She near
ly hated them all. There was the col
lection of sermons to be read at nights,
and there was Mrs Hazards false
front to curl in the morning. There
were caps to make and bows to put
upon them. There were the long shop
ping hours.
Il ought to rejoice in the canary, y
she said, bitterly. If | wcrc.likc 9TH
er girls, perhaps | should; but ! only
long to open its cage and let it go,
And yet the cage is the safest place
for the bird, us this house is for me-
And then Sybil-who had thought
all this-not uttered tread the for
ty-ninth sermon by the Rev. Paul Pre-
dcstinc, and badc Mrs. Hazard good
night.
She oversight herself next morning,
and awoke TO the consciousness that it
was late, and that Mrs. Hazard s false
front was not curltd, but lay, rumpled
with that lady's latest nap, on stand
near by. Sybil dressed herself in
haste, and then dressed the 'front.' and, ,
perchingit upon her hand, bounced it
into Mrs. Hazards drcsslng-r0Om, in
an impctuous manner peculiar to her
self.
In the middle of the room she stood
petrilied with astonishment: Mrs.
Hazard, in Il shawl and mourning
cap, was holding audience with a
young gentleman very handsome
young gcntlcman-whO strOve to look
Sedulously unconscious of the front. v
"No matter, Miss Stanton" said
Mrs. Hazard, ''it's only my nephew.
He knows | wear curls. Why not?
It's customary. Fred, this is Miss
Stanton. Suppose you put them on
the bureau, Sybil."
And Sybil escaped to the adjoining
room.
"Shc's pretty" said Fred to his
aunt.
"She's very good-that'S better, "
said Mrs. Hazard Beauty fades. I'll
see you at breakfast, Fred"
And Mrs. Hazard retired to her bed
room, leaving her newly-arrived neph-
ew oamuse himself as he chose. He
prudently betook himself to the gar
den.
That woS tbo fret of II not tbe last
Tho nenbew sort of rolling stone
aatborinr M moss had been sent to
3unt WszorJ to be done sometbino
9th 9th 70 ho reoommenJoJ somowhpre
or to get into something good.
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oS oomo 5ad sn@gested this in an inco.
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sho sho "uU.oa noydr oarad forth;nr ~. and who
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voice me uuli' 9uict evenings were
oyer oyer; % ona. anu NJ i"ugnser T n,iIu .,,n, ,,, on,
llttle parioI. Mrs. naH"ru WOKE ou'
OF the iethargy wnich, oelng quitt
alone win each o.her, VIII hins apou'