Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-02-05

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 The dreary life which came to Rebecca at Buggs' farm may just possibly be imagined by few who are unusually gloomy of heart-it certainly cannot be | described. She knew she should as a dutiful daughter, love her parents, and yet she was painfully aware that she did not. Who is there to condemn the girl | for her lack of filial affection? She knew her duty and declared in her heart she would do it with heavens help; that is, she would give these two simple minded | country people, to whom she owed her | existence, the reverence which is due from the child to the parent. Respect | she could control; natural affection was growth of the heart, which refused to spring up at the bidding of the mind
 Of course she kissed her mother and permitted her mother to kiss her. That was wholly feminine and signifed noth- ing. Yet there was lack of that cor diality which might be expected to exist between mother and daughter after a long separation. But Mrs. Buggs was considerably awed if not terrorized in the presence of this glorious creature, and could not exactly convince herself 
 sixteen years before.
 That afternoon Rebecca strolled about the dilapidated farm and managed pret- ty well to keep her spirits afoat by strict attention to the homely things which she saw.
 When her mother called her to the early supper, the appetite of youth wait ed upon her an she was re dy to do justice to the boiled ham, biscuit, sweet butter, honey, baked apples and tea. She sat down in her rich travelling suit with her father in his shirt sleeves and with the "hired hand" who, probably out of respect for company, wore much patched coat, to his evident discomfort.
 She knew that no social distinction was ever permitted to keep the farm help away from the table in that remote country. But in this instance she felt a relief in the company of her fathers man" No one had introduced hlm to her and he had not presumed to i've her more than one quick glance. but she found in the young rustic something to keep her mind from the loneliness of her lot, for at least q brief time.
 He was, in spite of his rough and rather unclean clothes. an interesting subject. Physically he was above the average height, extremely muscular, straight as the proverbial Indian and blessed with rugged health. That he was a man passingly fair to look upon Rebecca was forced to acknowledge in her heart. His hair was black and So was the short beard which covered his face. The eyes, of which she had caught merely flash, seemed to be dark also. His hands were large, brown and much the worse for heavy toll.
 Rebecca's determination to bestow a certain measure of affection upon her father was sorely tried during the first meal. She was shocked to see him use his knife in the transfer of food from his plate to his mouth and to hold his fork as if it was the left drumstick The old gentleman did not daily with the meal l either, and it was very busy fifteen minutes from start to finish. When he finally laid down his weapons of attack, leaned back in his chair and proceeded to pick his teeth with 8 rye straw, his daughter began to wonder if it were ab- solutely necessary under all circum- stances for child to venerate its father. Might not the duty be fulfilled by be- stowal of full measure upon the motheri | She believed she would have no difficulty in even going little further and learn. ing to really love that dear, homelike old lady a wee bit; that awe inspired mother who was 50 busy waiting on the table and taking such extreme care that heI daughter should not miss any of the | good things the table contained.
 Another pleasure helped to counteract qhe effect produced by Buggs pere's un civilized manners. She saw with some astonishment that the hired man handled his fork, although it had but two tines with the ease and correctness of good breeding. There was nothing in his con duct during the repast to which sht could object, unless it was his tota. silence and strict attention to the supper
 That evening her trunks were brought home and sent into the great wide hall As the shadows of night fell, darkness seemed to descend upon her heart. Oh what feeling of loneliness came ovel herI Her parents seemed to be afraid tC speak to her and found something to oc cupy their time until nine o'clock, wheI MT. Buggs pulled off his boots on thu porch, said q guess I'll go to roost' ant disappeared up the narrow, creakine stairs.
 And then her mother appeared with lighted candle and guessed that Rebecci must be tired after her long journey anG would like to go to bed. Rebecca could not utter a word in reply. But sh, silently arose and followed the old lady to the spare room. Mrs. Buggs set dowI the candle, kissed the girl on the cheek and as she was departing said:
 "I'n have late breakfast tomorrow on purpose, so you can sleep as long ai you like. You shall not be called SforI \ niR o'ciooir.p