The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1888-11-30
alton in the eschoolroom; for of course
the authorship of "Life's Disappoint-

copies of The Carrier were orderer,
and the Office boy WIS sent with them
to Mrs: Experimentation. Hear
rived at the recreation hour, when the
young ladies, Il gay, nuttering, bright
eyed crowd, were taking exercise"
Some were promcnading, some dane.
ing, some chatting, some swinging
dumbbells, some tossing a shuttle
cock.
"The copies of The Carrier Dove
you sent for" said Job, addressing
the girls en- nlasse.
All occupations were. deserted, and
the girls, acting from II common i'm
pulse Uf fun. came forward to inter-
view the "devil," rs they were pleased
to call Job. They made him take a.
chair on the platform, they asked
him all kinds of questions concerning
editorial and newspaper interiors;
finally they introduced, with mock
ceremony, the distinguished author
ess, Corinne. Jobs face lighted up.
Here was relief from his tormentors.
Not u sign did Corinne give that
she recognized her old friend; indeed,
she joined in the fun ut his expense.
Poor Job had greater need than ever
of the quality associated with his
name, and only on the ringing of the
bell calling the girls to lessons was he
released.
At the end of five years. The young
ladies of Nine. Departments school
are scattered far and wide; some are
married, some are teacllcrs, some are
busy with the wcarisomc nothings OF
gay society.
As for Corinne, she is at home on
the old stony farm. Her mother is
dead, and she is her fathers house.
keeper. She has taken nom dc
plume, for repeated experiences of
"declincd with thanks" have made
her desire to hide her identity. New
erthelcss, certain successes htlve kept
her in heart and hope; and ;,s she il
not scarcely twenty, she still looks
forward to a distinguished literary
career.
In the meantime Il new light has
arisen. Far and wide the letters,
stories and scientific articles of Lew
Etoile nre known andndmired. 1t is
announced that he is to establish u
journal, called The People, in Al town
not II thousand miles from the Mar
shall farm.
Corinne, on the lookout for new
worlds to conquer, says; There is
n chance for me-" She prepares a
piece of verse, elaborate, romantic,
andnot without merit. She sends il,
with II note incloscl signed by hcr
own name, to the great Mr.. Etoile.
Then through weeks of suspense she
waits.
"It's come back" shouts lcrhc;lrt-
less little brother, swinging ~ letter
over his head, and quite regardless
of the presence of u ncighborhood
gossip.
What makes you keep a sendin'
stuff to the editors?" says her sister,
an enfant terrible. who is great in
mathematics and ,lcspiscs her elder
sisters nitIne and pretcnsiOns.
Corninnc takes the letter humbly
and puts il in her pocket. BY and
by she goes out into the blossoming
orchard and opens the editorial on
vrlol@, walking up and down under
the fragrant trees. There is the
poem in which 80 much hope had
been folded, and al long letter in a.
bold, firm hand.
Miss A. B. {. shows fncility. There
are hints of talent. Will she oblige
the editor by writing an article on
some subject of which she has knowl-
edgc-positive. clear information?
The letter went on with kind, dis
criminating advice. worth
gold to n girl like Corinnc. more than
Write about something of which
] have knowledge" repeated the girl,
to break bunch of apple
blossoms. "Whnt do know" She
looked into the tinted cups ;s if for
an answer. 81 don't know any
thing she said presently, throwing
herself down upon the turf in SORROW
fml abantlon; "but can learn"
This correlativc came after a burst
OF tears after an hours reflection.
A few day after this Corinne re-
ccived by mail II treatisc on the keep
ing of poultry, which she herself had
ordered. This she set herself to
study, and soon became Interested in
details of breed, feeding, housing, etc.
All the hooks and newspapers OF i'm
portancc bearing ON the subject
Corinne read in,lustriously. Then
came practical work. After six
months experience the young lady
wrote n modest article Poultry
Raising" and sent it to The People.
a cordial answer was resolved with !.
liberal lcllerk-Corinne's first cOrnpen-
sation for literary work.
To the old orchard trees the girl
in her excitement aud joy. They
were bare; empty nests hung from
their boughs; and the dead grass
about them was ficckcd and patched
with hsnow But inC Corinnc's heart there
was summer. Mr.. Etoilc's note was so
kind, SO encouraging; he praised her
style, he suggested books for her to
read; lie promised, If she worked and
noble success by and by
not necessarily in poultry articles,
though said articles suited The Peo-
pie to n dot. and lie wished more of
them. He named various books on in
dustrial subjects-lm raising, silk
spinning, flower culture, etc.-and adj
vised II reading up of the subjects and
articles of the same.
''In the meantime" said he, "keep
your eyes open. There must be much |
in your country world worth writing
hbout. In some out of door search
ing, n real poem may show itself in
moss or lichen, the glance of little
wildwood dwcIler. or the flash of II
jcwcled brook"
1t was q year from the time that |
corrinnc questioned the apple bios
SONS in her despair. 1t was noised
nbout that Editor litoile was visiting
in the ncighborhood. Corinne's i'll
timnte friends, the "lleartlcss BROTH
nr" and the cnfint terrible included,
began to anticipate triumph for |
their friend and sister. She was a |
of Lew Et0ile's-a fav-
Drite contributor to The People. No
onc else with SO much right could !
aspire to the great mans favor.
In the course of time Corinne was
invited to a garden party to meet
The star. The hour came, and the
''litor was introduced. Corinne
stepped forward eagerly, all smiles.