The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1884-08-02

-tAi' AiOoet, are we uOU IredO1QR on
dangerous ground? Do you know what
lies just beyond?"
Yes, that most exasperating ques-
ton of 'woman's rights Aurora Leigh
settles that for me"
1t takes soul to move a bodv,"
he repeated slowly. est takes high
souIed man to move the masses, even
to cleaner style. 1t takes the ideal
to blow hairs breadth of the dust of
the actual. All! your Fouriers failed
because not poets enough to under
stand that life develops from Within"
Never was truer word spoken than
that, Miss Ellis-'from within 1T
takes soul to move the Masses and
according to my observation it makes
very little difference to whom the soul
belongs. Men of intellect never have
subordlnated women. See what ex-
cellent care Goethe takes of them.
Look at Faust's Margaret, the instinc-
lively pure child growing into self
reliant women; and see how. as Will
helm Meister develops, spiritually and
intellectually, be comes naturally upon
women of a purer and more innately
refined type-frst Mignon, then Nat
allie, afterward Theresa and Macaria-
the last star soul"
/ thought as much" said grand
mother, entering just here. II felt
sure you had come when saw the
light" and no pet lost child, baby,
was ever more welcomed that l by nv
dear dead fathers mother.
"1ou promised me, David. you
would certainly go to bed at s o'clock"
said the old lady, reproachfully, after
having satisfied herself that [ hadn't
changed bit since she last saw me.
But how could Il" he asked with
comical gesture in my direction.
We'll l hope you won't be any the
worse for it tomorrow said she, "and
now TO bed with you this minute"
Dear old Vagrant goodnight" said
the gentleman, with rare smile, obey
ing instantly; "and pleasant dreams to
you, Miss Ellis"
Nice boy that" said grandmother as
the door closed.
"Boy?" L repeated.
"Yes, boyI"
He is % years old if day"
What of that? You are 20; and what
are you but girl, [ should inquire?
-Four weeks ago there didn't anybody
round here think he'd ever get out
again. The doctors gave him up and
his sister was almost crazy; but the fe-
yer turned and he went to sleep and
slept two days steadily; but when
he woke up he was bright as button"
L did not see my new friend for over
two days. He had over-excited him
self, and the result was solitude for this
length Of time. [ roamed the fields
and haunted the woods, read, wrote and
though. l never did so much think
ing IN so short space Of time, with IN
satisfactory results.
Where under the sun have you been
all this afternoon" said grandmother,
as at sunset the second day l dragged
into the kitchen porch.
up tree!"
"Up tree?" This with considerable
disdain in voice and manner.
"lon have torn a great slit in your
dress, Sue, and you look like fright. I
have wanted you morn your worth
for the last three hours"
What are you making, grandmother
"Panada!"
How many quarts of this does your
patient consume, Mrs. Bliss, in the
course of twenty-four hours?"
"That is according to his appetite,
Miss Saucebox," said rich voice at nv
elbow, and there stood Mr.. Alcott.
No. 81" he continued gravely.
They've sent for me up to Jones'.
They think the baby is dying" broke in
grandmother, while I stood blushing
like an embarrassed schoolgirl.
And l want you to keep house and
take care of him while l go up while
and see if [ can do anything to help
them. When this panada gets little
cold, Sue, put in two tablespoonfuls of
brandy; that's the bottle on the second
shelf" And the provoking old lady
tripped away as composedly as if it |
were the most commonplace thing in |
the world for a young lady to be left |
with the care OF an invalid, and the |
said invalid a man and stranger. A |
few minutes sutfced to place me en-
tlrely at my ease, and no veteran hos
pltal nurse was more composedly exact |
ing than / III my new role. Grand |
mothers orders were explicit. David |
think of such thing as reading |
aloud, and he must lie on the lounge in |
the sitting room until she returned. |
Such an evening as that wasl / read |
to him out of Auerbach-and this took |
us naturally to the Rhine-and then I |
found that my companion had travelled |
among all my favorite European cities. |
What wonderful pictures he drew me |
of the Champagne, the Coliseum and the |
Forum. How exquisite was the play of |
the moonlight on the Sabine Noun |
talns, and how charmingly picturesque
the sketch of the old Roman ramparts. |
IN some places bare and black with age, |
with here and there patches of scarlet |
and green made of peoples and ivy.
Grandmother came too soon. She
never was unwelcome before. Six |
weeks of this dolce far niente life-and
then
What else looks good is some shade flung from
love,
Loves gilds it. gives it worth.
knew as well as the Queen and poor
Constance what there was in life worth |
living for-what love meant. Not one
word was spoken between us of the one
subject that all engrossed us, and yet I
know that his heart was irrevocably in
my possession, as was mine in his.
One day, when he was fully well, we
attended little picnic in the grove
down the road
Wen have good time to-day, Lor-
chen" he said, as we made our prepar-
atoms in tie morning. II will take
out my scrap-book, and when the 9TH
ers are engaged and won't miss us,
we'll wander off to ourselves and eniov |
after our own fashion-won't we Lor-
chen?"
"Lorchent" How the word thrilled
me, and how it epitonized the tender
purity of his regard for me!
Obi day long to be remembered
Oh! day of heartaehe and agony indie
scribable!
Steep thy soul in one pure love.
And will it last thee long.