Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1892-10-10
Miss Strong.

lEu0, she naQ from Uln1e TO Time ever
since she had emerged from pinaforee
fancied herself in love, but now she
was convinced that she had felt only
a sentiment, not a passion, and sc
signing and hoping for the epoch to
arrive when her eyes should be open
ed she dragged away her melancholy
existence.
Her vulgar, low bred brothers and
sisters voted her nuisance, and were
never weary with tying her long flax
en- curls into knots and using her
choicest sonnets to the moon for lamp
lighters. There is no getting over the
fact that PAMELA was an i'll used in
dividual, and undoubtedly her unap-
Preciating relatives richly deserved
the pillony for their disgraceful, I'M
sympathizing treatment Of her gush
ing affections.
Pamelia-or Mile, as she insisted
on calling herself-was tall, slender
young lady, with naturally pale COM
plexion, which was made still more
chalky by the immense quantities of
slate pencils and sour vinegar she
consumed, under the impression that
color in lady's face was indicative
of q gross organization. Milly had a
holy horror of health, and would soon
er have resigned her fair, scranny
neck to the guillotine that have gain
ed single pound of flesh.
Her hair was very pallid shade Of
faxen, and by night it was screwed
up into the hardest of curl papers,
while by day it floated free over her
shoulders in "natural' ringlets. Her
nose was long, subdued aquiline-
certain indication of genius; her eyes
family shaded from white to blue;
her mouth small and sensitive, and
her hands and feet tiny as those of
fairy. Mile was inordinately vain of
her feet, and for that reason she dis
carded flowing robes, and wore her
white dresses two inches shorter than
the fashion.
IF Mile had been endowed with an
ordinary degree of sense, she would
doubtless have found no difficulty in
meeting the destiny of which she was
continually bordering; but, as it was,
the expected Individual held herself
aloof, and seemed determined that |
the interesting Mile should drop into
an untimely grave through his cold
ness and neglect.
8lillie was, as might be expected, a
poetess, and unless a person was
h 11xy II
would have given him the nightmare
for weeks to have read dozen pages
of her illusions.
Once in her life she had been taken !
to a concert by a young gentleman !
rejoicing in the name of Willie Stig-
gins, and afterward the said Willie
had run away from his pa and ma and
embarked on board whaling vessel.
The vessel had been lost with all on
said the newspapers; and
this circumstance was a Windfall to
the sentimental Mile. AS soon as
she heard of Willie's death, she felt
that her heart was buried in his ocean
grade, and accordingly turned out
F'In Memoriam' poems by the ream.
But alas for romance! Two years
after those touching poems, 'sTo
Willie Lying Meath the Far Pacific"
and ttMy Lost One in the Sea-" had
been published in the Greenville En-
the drowned Willie Stig-
gins turned up in the senior member
of the firm of Stiggins, jerks & Co.,
whale oil dealers, Long wharf, Bos-
ton
Mile might have saved her tears
and her stationery, as Mr.. Stiggins
had in his possession black eyed lit
tie wife and two black eyed twin
children, and was blissfully oblivious
Of the fact that die away young lady
with faxen curls was pining and
over his presumed burial
in the 'Edeep, dark sea-"
From her favorite novels and poet
" Mile had imbibed an intense ad
for the country, and length
1er entreaties to be allowed summer
among its rural shades induced her
parents to send her to Bearville for q
few months. Mrs. Clash, an old friend
Of Mrs. Strong's, a nice, matter of
fact old lady, residing on small farm |
in the outskirts of the village, con-
sented to receive her, and early in
June our heroine found herself estab- S
Iished in Mrs. Clash's pleasant spare 7
chamber. {
Mile was charmed with her situa- i
lion. She should be sure to meet her I
tate before she left Bearville This I
was just the spot for poets and ar
lists to congregate, and al the long