Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1890-07-10
KATE BONNEY'S VACATION.
oh, pshaw." said Paul Romer.

,'On, pSnaW. Saiu Iitul hOH1cr.
"But really." pleaded Helen, his fair
haired young sister, with the Madonna
eyes, Greatly now, Paul! For the
meadows never looked SO lovely, and
| Crystal Falls never rushed over the
rocks in such sheet of foam before,
and Kate Bonney never has been in
the country"
"Let hel comet" said grandma, BEAM
ingly. "Poor creature! Ican't fancy
what folks feel like who have never
been in the country!"
"And only think OF her being Obliged
to spend Ter vocation in that hor-
rid stuffy, onion-and-cabbage- smelling
boarding house." added Helen.
"Please, Paul, mayn't l write for her
to come? Mayn't I have old sorrel
and the wagon to meet her at the sta
tom"
"Of course you may" said thegood.
humored young farmer, putting up
both his hands with gesture OF de-
spair. Don't I know that you two
women are bound to have your own
way in any event? But mind you
TO city airs and graces for me. If 1
find can't stand your elegant young
'saleslady,' l shall take my rod and
gun, and 60 up into the mountains
until the coast is clear"
mo one can help liking Kate Bon
| row ~ said Helen with decision.
II never saw girl yet, except you
and Polly" said Paul Romer, ''that
didn't consider a first-class bore"
But Polly sympathized warmly with
the unknown presence; and grandma
herself went up stairs to make sure
that the west bedroom was well-aired,
and that the linen sheets were clean
and perfumed with dried sweet clover,
while Helen sat down and wrote a
warm and enthusiastic letter to Kate
Bonney, who stood at the same
counter with her at Sell &Makechange'
dry goods store in New York.
Kate Bonney hesitated little be-
lore she dared to accord to herself so
great happiness as this. She had
always lived a lonely life since her par
ents had died on the passage over
|
orphan. What right had she to intrude
into the warm socialglow OF other peo-
pies homes? And yet-and yet it was
such a temptation!
Such q temptation! Kate Bonney
could not resist it. She wrote:
II will GOMEZ
It was mid-haylng time, and all the
meadows and hillsides smelt sweetwhen
the train stopped at the quiet little Con-
necticut station among the balsamic
woods. There was Helen,in acozy little
wagon, holdingthe reins of sleepy old
sorrel horse; there were wild roses all
in bloom; there were acres and acres
OF daisies stretching out towards the
sunset.
Involuntarily Kate gave cry OF de-
light.
"Oh, Helen" she cried, "sow could
. you ever leave this lovely place to
come to the city?'
Helen gave grimace.
"All very well for few weeks in
midsummer" said she, but it is SO
dismally, terribly, forornly dreary all
the year round! But jump in. We're
: waiGng tea for you at home!"
And such q tea! Raspberries, with
!. real cream; crisp, green fettuce-heads
> just out OF the garden; trout which
> half an hour ago were leaping i'll the
brook; and a broiled chicken, which
Kate Bonney scarcely dared to eat
so entirely had she associated it witt
. high prices in the restaurant bills o
j fare, while grandma looked smilingly
on, and IL delicious atmosphere o
: home seemed to pervade everything
= And Paul, too-how handsome
9 he was, with that broad, sunburnet
brow, and the roglish sparkle il
> the clear blue eyes, that were SO mucl
= like Helen's.
n And ut night the air was SO coo
: and refreshing, they all sat out upol
= the porch, and nightbird came ant
sang TO them from the big oak tree OF
II the edge of the woods; and when Kat
Z Bonney went to bed, she dreamed tn
= sweetest, brightest dreams THAI eve
x haunted maiden pillow.
70 How quickly those two weeks fle'
away! To Kateit was as If the hour
J, were actually winged. Woodland re
q cesses, impromtu pici.ics, walks be
u side singing rivulets, and on the solem
q edge of mountain cliffs; learning t
N milk cows, to feed chickens; to put tC
gether the puzzling blocks of grand
l. mas "Irish chain, bed quilt; to max
corn Jonny-cakes, and gather tn
g great Juicy berries, which were begir
o ming to ripen along the blackberr
D; vines; to dress her hat with POI
u pies and ferns, to distinguish the whis
IL tie OF the cat-bird from the "chirrul
chirrup, chee-ee" OF the robin. 1t wa
r. as if some new page OF the volume {
10 existence were opened to the New ior
: shop-girl.
he While Helen and Polly were overjo,
Do ed to see how much interest Paul too
- in promoting all these useful studies
=, :, Paul, the ostentatiously -prosessed oil
-, bachelor-Paul, the scorner OF cit
- damsels.
l., And grandma was 50 innocent
y pleased at seeing "the children happy