Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1888-11-22

teachers, some are busy Win tue Weafisoihs
nothings of gay society.
As for Corinne, she is at home on the old
stony farm. Her mother IS dead, and she IS
I her fathers housekeeper She has taken
nom de plume, for repeated experiences Of
''declined with thanks have made her desire
| TO hide her identity. Nevertheless, certain
successes have kept her in heart aud hope;
( and as she is yet scarcely twenty, she still
/ looks forward 70 a distinguished literary
/ career
In the meantime a new light has arisen.
| Far and wide the letters, stories and scientific
articles OF Lew Etoile are known and adj
mired. II is announced that be is 70 estab-
/ lish a journal, called The People, in
| town not thousand miles from the Marshall
/ farm.
Corinne, on the lookout for new worlds to
conquer, says: There is chance for me. y
/ She prepares a piece of verse, elaborate, ro-
mantle, and not without merit She sends
| it, with note inclosed signed by her own
name, to the great Mr.. Etoile Then through
weeks of suspense she waits.
''Its come back shouts her heartless little
brother swinging a letter over his head, and
/ borhood gossip.
! w hdL iiAhtS gu Keep d-StIAll STUN "
/ the editorsf says her sister, an enfant terri
| BILE, who is great in mathematics and de-
/ spises her elder sisters name and pretensions.
/ Cornne takes the letter humbly and puts
| it in her pocket BY and 10y she goes ont into
| the poisoning orchard and opens the edi-
/ torial envelope. walking up and down under
| the fragrant trees. There is the poem in
which so much hope had been folded, and "a
Z s.,. Irl1
Miss A. B. c, shows facility. There are
hints of talent. VIII she oblige the editor
/ by writing an article ON some subject Of
which she has nowledge-postive, clear in
/ formationT The letter went on with kind,
| discriminating advice, worth more than gold
/ TO girl like Corinne.
write about something Of which have
/ knowledgelr repeated the girl, stopping to
break branch Of apple blossoms What
| do knowl" She looked into the tinted cups
as il for an answer Il don't know any
/ thing" she said presently, throwing herself
down upon the turf in sorrowful abandon;
/ "but | can learn" This correlative came
after burst OF tears and an hours relec-
I tion.
/ a few days after this Cornne received by
/ mail n treatise on the keeping of poultry,
/ herself TO study, and soon became interested
| ir details Of breed, feeding, housing, etc.
/ All the books and newspapers Of importance
bearing on the subject Corinne read indus.
| triously. Then came practical work. After
| six months experience the young lady wrote
a modest article on Poultry Raising. and
sent it to The People. A cordial answer
was received with a liberal check-Corinne's
4 GfuF.n for
/ To the old orchard trees the girl went in her
I excitement and joy. They were bare; empty
nests hung from their boughs: and the dead
/ grass about them was necked and patched
with snow But in Corinnes heart there
was summer. Mr.. Etoile's note WAS 50 kind,
( so encouraging; he praised her style, he
/ suggested books for her to read; he promised,
/ if she worked and studied a noble success by
and by-not necessarily in poultry articles,
/ though said articles suited The People o.
dot, and he wished more Of them. He NJ "a
various books on industrial subjects Tee
raising, silk spinning, flower culture, etc ~
and advised reading up Of the subjects and
articles on the same.
/ In tho meantime said he, keep your
/ eyes open. There must be much in your
/ country world worth writing about IN some
out Of door searching, a real poem may show
itself in moss or lichen, the glance Of a little
/ wildwood dweller, or the flash OF a ieWeied
| brook
/ Il was year from the time that Corinne
| questioned the apple blossoms in her despair.
/ 1t was noised about that Editor Etoile was
1 visiting in the neighborhood Corinne's init
mate friends, the "heartless brother and the
enfant terrible included, began to anticipate
a triumph for their friend and sister. She
was a correspondent Of Lew Etoles--a
[ favorite contributor 10 the The People
/ No one else with so much right could aspire to
/ the great mans favor.
In the course Of time Corinne was invited
/ TO a garden party 10 meet the star The hour
came, and the editor was introduced. Corinne
stepped forward eagerly, all smiles. The
gentleman bowed politely, exactly as to
twenty others to whom he had been present
ed The whole company, looking on, under
stood Corinnes humiliation. She soon
slipped away, and on reaching home went
wandering under the blooming orchard trees
How handsome be isl How distinguished
his stylel Nobody at the party could COM
pare with him. Only little older than J.
and be has almost a national reputationl"
SO Corinne unused, as she walked up and
down tho fragrant, wind blown alleys
By and by She seated herself, and, taking
pencil and paper from her pocket, began to
scribble. rs the best way of forgetting her
disappointment Gradually sense of the
ineTable beauties of her little corner Of the
earth stole over her. Soft, fragrant arr,
azure ssy, white banks of vapor, rosy shapes
Of bud and bloom, the humming of happy in
scots, the trill OF home going birds, the lovely
Erocnery Of notched and scalloped and blade
SNAPPED leaves-all met and mingled in her
soul. producing a sort of ecstasy Her
thoughts began to take rhythmical form, and
a genuine poem grew under her almost I'M
conscious hand.
AS She sat leaning against a gnarled old
trunk, pink petals nesting in the cr,mps Of
her black hair and in the folds of her pale
blue Cauzy dress. she made charming pic
ture. At least 50 thought the distinguished
"Mr Etoile,n coming gently along the or
chard path, bis footballs hushed by the
matted turf
ssCorinnein