Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1885-02-05


whole page.
lie was triumphant, and b'gan to
think that he might have mistaken his
own lowers after all.
'l'll take il to Nell after breakfast,
he said, and let her read it 1t is not
such bad beginning, | am sure
50, with "a more hopeful countenance
he ate his breakfast, and then started
off to show his first effort to Nellie.
Her face beamed as she took the paper;
but after reading few words, she
looked up inquiringly.
Eyes as blue as spring, Charley :?
What special part of spring did you
mean dear p
Skies, of course. lou didn't sup
pose | meant grass and leaves did you ?
hate green eyes i
Then let me put in skies. Her lux
urlant yellow hair hung in heavy mass
es down to her heels = Goodness = you
wouldn't have her go round the streets
with her hair hanging down to her
heels !? How she would look y
1T would be splendid ! And see
here, Nell, if you're going to criticise
me in that way, it's little too much.
| don't believe you could do any better
YOURSELF
perhaps not but | should know e.
nough of ordinary propriety not to let
a young woman 60 marching round the
city with her sandy hair dangling down
to her heels
Il did not say anything about her
marching through the city. And | tel
you that I'll not try to write if you
make fun Of me in that way. Sitting
up half the night to write a story, just
because your father is such and old
Stop, Charles Barrett, right off
I'll not have my dear good father abus
ed and if you're so awfully stupid
that you cannot even write|'
Yes, yes abuse me, because
I'm not another Bulwer or Dickens
I'll go home, and you may fi1d another.
and more clever-'
He had almost reached the door,
when Nellie sprung after him, and
throwing her arms around his neck
begged his forgiveness in a way that
would have melted the heart OF Diog
enes himself.
Of course Charles capitulated imme'
diately and little osculatory perfor-
nance was gone through with, which
seemed to be wonderfully soothing tc
both parties.
Then they went back to the story,
and Nellie continued
''She was called Violetta. because
her eyes were like the summer violets.' ;
But, Charley, dear, aren't we mixing
up the seasons little ? Just now you
said her eyes were like Spring.
We'll, erase it. If you choose--only
there'll be another space to Gil up.'
Say that they called her Violetta,
because her eyes were so blue. That
will take up nearly as much room
She was gentle, tender, dOcile and SUI
missive.' Now, Charley, you need not
imagine that l am going TO be SO terri
bly, submissive. have mind Of my
own
But / was not thinking Of you.'
who We're you thinking OF then, |
should like to know ?
'Violetta, of course
oh, yes. | suppose heroiues must be
docile and submit ssive, unleeS they are
regular shrews. Rut do like to gee
, women with a little spirit. she wore
Il simple white muslin THAT everlasting
white muslin ! she thought) with rose
buds fastened in her hair, But you
know she could not fasten fDwers in
her hair, unless it was braided, or tied
up in some way Braid it up /; wont
you, Charley p
Now, my dear, if you are going te
alter everything just us fast as [ write it
l may as well stop where | am"
At this Nellie finished the page with
out further suggestions but when he
had given her his twentieth good bye
kiss, she looked up in his face and whis'
pered coaXingly /:
Braid up Violetta's hair won't yor
uear p
| sConfound that girls hair ID il
any way you please. Braid it, bang it
dye it-do what you choose-onlJ
don't let us have any more quarrels.
{ And as Nellie went to her room af-
terwards, she laughed to herself as she
repeated
''Hair hanging down to her heels.
How sht would look (! 1t is just like
man. 1t makes me think of the shaw
ings I used TO fasten on my head when
was little girl. Poor Charley it j:
hard for him but he will do it,
know
And indeed it was hard for the pool
fellow. He never worked so indefatlg