Woodville Republican. (Woodville, Miss.) 185?-current, 1889-10-19
A SUMMER VACATION.
How Barbara's Love Of Advent
ure Was Gratifled.

1--WE might just as we'll have been
standing behind the counter in New
York all these ten days." sighed Bar
bara Hale, 'for all the out-of-the-way
adventures we've hadm
"Who wants out-of-the-way advent
uresP" said Dorcas Dunn, scornfully.
Behind the counter, indeed!'
chimed in Mary Vannecker. Can
you breathe in clover-scented air like
this behind the counterP Can you get
the mountain view like this from
Sixth avenueP What moro would the
girl want should like to knowP"
Barbara sighed once more and shook
her head.
lit is all so tame" she said. 1t
isn'twhat l expected at all"
The three girIs-Barbara, Dorcas
and Mary-were sitting on hill under
the shade of grand old cedar tree.
Barbara, who had once taken quar-
ter's lessons in drawing, had a sketch
board on her lap and was trying with
but little success, it must be owned
to reproduce the lovely ribbon-lilSe
curves of the river that wound its way
through the valley below.
Mary had her needle-work In her
lap. and Dorcas, with her hands
claspeu under her head, had long given
up all attempt to read the paper-cov-
cred novel that she had brought with
her.
"The sky and the sunshine are so
much better" she said.
They were three shop-girls-bright,
ambitious, spirited young things, full
of life and aspirations, even though
they were kept down by the force of
circumstances; and they dubbed to-
gether their slender resources in order
to enjoy their vacation to better adj
vantage.
Dorcas, the business member of the
firm, had bought an excursion ticket
first, and travelled out to Schepp's val
ley to see what could be done. But it
is needless to say that the hotel and
clearinghouse prices were far beyond
their simple means.
lis there no place, "said she, "where
we could obtain one room and the very
simplest fare for less money!"
"You might try Old Man Morris, ="
said the portly dame who kept the Val
ley House. "It's quiet place, and
Mrs. Morris she amt no great Of a
cook, but there's them as has boarded
there, I'm told"
Where is itP" eagerly asked Dor
cas-.
And the landlady went to the door
to point out a slender blue thread of
smoke that was curling up heaven
ward from mass of woods on dis
tant hill, and once more Dorcas set
forth on her pilgrimage, this time with
undoubted success.
She engaged one room. The board,
to be sure, was plain, the beds coarse
husk mattress, with blanket spread
on the floor for Dorcas herself, the
furniture homemade and implanted.
But there was a grove of pine woods
in the rear; the blackbirds piped their
silver flutes all day long, and the bees
darted in and out of the red lilies by
the garden wall, and our three hero
ines believed themselves to be in par
adise.
But even as Barbara thus bewailed
herself portentous shadow swept
across the sun, and looking around
they saw that a mass of livid purple
thunder clouds had piled themselves
up along the western sky, while distant
nutterings, and now and then sud
den flash, announced the coming of a
storm.
Dorcas sprang to her feet, Barbara
began hurriedly to fold up her sketch
Ing apparatus, Mary put her thimble
and scissors in her pocket.
1--WE must get home as quickly as
possiblel" cried all three.
But in availing themselves Of a short
cut across a patch of WOODS they got
hopelessly lost The sun set behind
the purple battlement of clouds, the
dusk fell quickly in these dense woods,
and the rain began to patter down in
huge drops.
Barbara, the aspirant after advent
ure, began to cry.
1--WE are lostr' she said.
LOST Nonsensew said brave Dor.
cas-. when I can see the railway track
shining down below. Who ever gol
lost close to railway liner Let's make
for the track"
'And get run over" lamented Bar
bara