Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-09-21
A rEACHER.s EXPERIENCE.
Final Adventures OF the City Girl in the
County.

Final Adventures of the City Girl I'm the
County.
Tenth and concluding paper Of George r. Van.
dnlear, In the New York Evening Post.
The village had been in state Of pleasur-
able excitement for the past ten days
over the announcement that Ollie Hogen-
gantz intended giving large evening
party. This party wasa great episode in
our mono onous country life. 1t almost
changed the face of the calendar. All sub
sequent events for some weeks were dated
from the evening of the party, and all
previous occurrences were referred to AS
having happened so many days or weeks
before the party"
snow, teacher, said Ollie, warninglv.
you must be sure an make yourself
common at the party, still. Some o them
young men is the sons % directors, an
lawsee sakns alivel if your are uppish to
'em, still-'specially since this here Nor
NAL certificates come. It's expected that
the teacher must be sociablelike an make
herself common, till Already yet amt it
is, popg'
'that is, he added, II reckon SO. But I'm
jess dead sot agin the whole blame foolish
ness. It'll cost heap o good money. to
say nothin o the fiddles an dancin', which
Is too outen the seven deadly sins. The
readin' novels" And Mr.. Zeke walked
off with very despondent and reproach-
full air.
I made no comment upon Ollies kindly
advice, although ! secretly wished that
could frame some excuse for remaining
away from her party altogether.
Finally the momentous evening arrived.
l sat in my chamber until the violin struck
up and the dancing began. Then, putting
aside the novel l was reading. went down
stairs and sought out a corner of the room
where could see everything without being
seen myself l had not occupied my re-
tired nook very long before was discov-
cred by the sharp eyes of Mrs. Zeke.
so it's here you are! An a-lookin'
fer you high an low an near an far. Well
don't blame you fer hidin' SOS you won't
be asked To dance an cut up them ondig
nified monkey-shines. I'm blest eff il amt
the most foolishest sight l ever seen! |!
Hoppin' an skippin about like that there |!
They amt no common sense into it as
kin see." And Mrs. Zeke turned with an
expression of contemptuous scorn towarC s
the dancers. I'm blest of here don't com
the patriarchs!' she exclaimed, suddenly
My eyes followed her gaze, and beheld two
range figures mechanically enter the
doorway, pause a moment on the threshold.
bow simultaneously to Mrs. Zeke with the
strangest automatic action, but answer
never word to the hostess voluble well
come. The "patriarchs,' as Mrs. Zeke
called them, were two very old ladies who
lived on neighboring farm. They
dressed exactly alike, and in a style Of
fitty years ago; they walked alike
talked alike and looked alike. So sim
liar were they in every particular that
il was difficult to distinguish "t'other from
which" l watched them as they walked
like wound-up machine, slowly across
the long room. They both paused at the
same instant and with military precision,
before broad; low settee, seated them
selves simultaneously, smoothed their
wide silk skirts, spread their hands, COW
cred with black mittens, upon their laps,
and raising their eyebrows. gazed straight
before them-not at the dancers, not into
futurity; but as it seemed to me, into some
far-off past. "Are they not" I thought,
emblematic OF most of the people of this
village and of the surrounding country?
the fit representatives of these Sioux In
dans of the White Race?--their faces sci
stubbornly against all modern civ ilzation,
and every innovation which has accompa-
MED it their costumes, manners, and Ian
guage those of generations long since
passed away; and their religion IA harsh
and forbidding garment formed of the
shreds and patches of German Puritanism,
natural enough two centuries ago, but from
which the soul has fled and forever"
While still musing upon the "patri-
archs," my attention was attracted by a
loud, rude voice not wholly unfamiliar to
me-
"Why she's that dumb, " said the voice,
"that it jess knock cd me all of heap to
see the supcrintendc give her any certi-
icate at all. She couldn't even tell po-try
from prose when she seen it. No, sir, it's
"n',id, ~, ,nii H. 5;aornrnan ~, I.d a.
60 ,at 10 nratond ,hat sho Ero,,nd al
aLon; ~ sti,i -, go
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still what the superintendent called "A
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nprSpn add rHSSpI "A school director
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