The Saline County journal. [volume] (Salina, Kan.) 1871-1893, 1891-07-02

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duke who went around with a motto
about him, II am hereF' and fancy
am about as happy . peasant Of the vale
a. ever garnished a melO-tlrama, al
though I have not rs yet danced on
my village green, As the melO-dramatic
peasant usually does Or his. II was the
case when ROsina Meadows left home.
The time rolls by serenely nOw-so Sc
renely that don't care what time it is,
which is fortunate, because my watch is
at present in the hands Of those linen Of
New York who are called ROTOR We
met by chance, the usual way-certAinly
not by appointment-andI brought the
interview TO q close with all possible des-
patch. Assuring them that l wasn't
Mr.. Greeley, particularly, and that he
had never boarded in the private family
where l enjoyed the comforts Of a home,
rendered them my watch, and begged
they would distribute II judiciously
among the labOring classes, rs had seen
the rioters styled in certain public prints.
Why should / lOiter feverishly in
BrOadway. stabbing the Kissing hot air
with the splendid goldheaded cane that
was presented 10 me by the citizens OF
Waukegan. Illinois, as a slight testimo-
niAl Of their esteem2 Why bruil in my
rOOms2 You said to me, Mrs GloversOn,
when took possession OF those rooms.
that no matter how warm 1t might be,
breeze hal n way OF blowing into them,
and that they were, withal. quite cOun-
tryfed; but / am bound 10 say. Mrs
GlOyersOn. that there was nothing about
them that ever reminded me. in the re
hottest degree, Of daisies or new-mown
hay. Thus, with sarcasm. do I smash
the deceptive Gloverson.
Why stay in New York when had 4
village greeu' gave il up. the same a.
/ would an intricate cOnundrum-and,
In short, l am here.
Do l miss the glare and crash Of the
imperial thOrOughfare2 the milkmAn,
the fiery, untamed omnibus horses, the
soda fountains, Central Park. and those
things Yes. do; and can GO on miss
ing EN- for quite q spell, and enjoy it.
The village from which I write to
you IL small. II does not contain over
forty houses, all told; but they are milk
white, with the greenest Of blinds, and
for the most part are shaded with beauti-
full elms and willowA To the right Of
Us is q mountain-to the left q lake
The village nestles between. OF course
II does. Insver read q novel in my life
in which the village didn't nestle. VII
lagos invariably nestle. Il Is kind Of
way they have.
We are away from the cars. The iron
horse, as my little sister aptly remarks
in her composition On Nature, Is never
heard TO shrek in our midst; and on the
whole am glad Of it.
The villagers are kindly people. They
are rather incOherent on the subject Of
the war. but not more 50. perhaps, than
are people elsewhere. One citizen, who
used TO sustain . good character. sub
scribed for The Weekly New York Her
aid = few months since. and went to
studying the military map In that well
known journal for the hreside. I need
not Inform yOu that his intellect now
totters, and he has mOrtgaged his farm. |
In literary point Of view we are blood |
thirsty. A pamphlet edition Of the life |
Of cheerful being. who slaughtered his |
wife and child. and then finished him
self, Is having an extensive sale Just
now.
The store-I must not forget the store.
IL Is an object Of great interest 10 me
usually encounter there on sunny after
Moons, an old Revolutionary soldier. You
may possibly have Rad about Another
Revolutionary Soldier gOne,- but this IL
one who hasn't gUne, and, moreover, one
who doesn't manifest the slightest inten-
ton Of going. He distinctly remembers
Washington, Of course; they all do; but
what wish 20 call special attention 30
h the fact that this Revolutionary sol
der h Ons hundred years old, that his
eyes are % good that he can read fine
print without spectaeles-hs never used
them, by the way-and his miad h per-
fectly clear. he Il little shaky in one
Of his legs, bat otherwise he Is a. active |
- most men Of fUrty-hve, and his gener- |
e health h excellenG BE uses no 10
bacon. but for the LIST twenty years he |
hns erunk ons glas Of liquor every day |
80 meze, no lea he says he must