The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1888-06-22
Ladies' Department.
A Serious Question.
fIVritten for the Midland Journai.l
By ELIZA 8. TURNER.

OF an old Firstfamily line.
And one 10 farmers daughter,
On the banks of the Brandywine.
My Angelina is fair;
Her faultless figure is tall;
Her manners are ane and her heels are high.
And her waist is wondrous small.
And hen at the door of shop or store
Her liveried carriage is seen,
All smiles and smirks are the supple clerks.
As if they bowed to queen.
And she plays Strauss and Wagner.
And trills it up to c.;
without fatigue till three.
But when she appeared at breakfast.
Her cheek was chalky and wan;
And her eyes were dull. and her voice was
And some of her hair was gone. lchin.
And her faultless form. in bathing dress,
Looks somehow fat and spare;
But she lives "south of Market Street,
And her pa is q millionaire.
My Katherine kitty for short)
In her cheek displays her line
Ola clean descent the sign.
Her schooling is fair. and SO is her hair;
Her bread won the County prize;
And the springy way she takes fence
Would charm citizens eyes.
And when the London lecturer
Discussed of natures laws.
Twas Kitty still caught his soarix 6 thought,
While legged the loud applause.
And when at the door of rich or poor
Her white sunbonnet is seen.
The children sheut. and friends rush out
As Tito honor a qneen.
For Kitty is quick to catch your joy.
And quick to feel your care;
And there is no life too low nor high
In her rich life to share.
She tempts the robins at housekeeping
With shrsds of wool to steal;
She lifts the tortoise out of the rut,
For fear of the crushing wheel.
The colt comes whinnying mp to the fence,
And stands to be caressed;
The slow COW pushes her broad soft nose
Against the naiden's breast.
The road tramp lifts his hat at her smile.
And his pack seems lighter then;
The stray dog, skulking by. win turn
And look In her face again.
Oh, green and sweet is the growing wheat,
And pure is the breath of kline!
Her father Is running dairy farm
On the banks of the Brandywins,
Then pity poor young man.
Who scarce knows what to do;
For though I'm in love with country life.
love the city too.
Its operas. balls, and Park;
Its dash and hustle and glare;
And could have all these. and girl
Whose pa is . m illionaire.
June was the fatal timo;
The locust blossoms were sweet,
The scent OF the grape Allied all the air;
The clover blushed at our feet.
The strawberry vines were some in white.
And some in their fruiting crown.
And some of the birds were counting yet,
And others had settled down.
Tho frogs were getting their fuller voice
Meath the blue flags st i'll in prime;
For springs surprise and summer content
Together possessed the time.
AS We strolled out in the sunset,
Ispoke right prudently;
But we came back in the moonlight.
And that was too much for me.
30 Kitty,"I cried. al love you'll
"Will you this life resign
"And spend your days in grander ways,
sand leave the Brandywinep'
"And if gave" said Kitty.
At should give all in all;
"And II took. would not brook
LESS answer to my call
"Ii should take you at your word.
win you for me resign
"Your worldly ways. and spend your days
ION farm on the Brandywiner'
Think of that for an answeri
And what am to do?
For Kitty's yes would be heart and life,
But herno is surely no.
If marry Angelina
An easy life III lead;
But Kitty would keep me up to my best.
And make me man indeed.
But Kitty is proud as she is sweet,
And her no Is surely no;
And If sne says must buy farm,
/ feel shall have to go.
III spend the rest of my lite.
II only she'll be mine.
As q Delaware County dairyman
On the banks of the Brandywine.
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