Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1894-09-21

Julia's having found something new to
despise. She was their only child,
and perhaps little spoiled AMI capri
cious.
"Ob, Pelham Heights and every
thing in it - said Julia. She had on
her gray riding habit, with n rosebud
on her lapel. "Pm sick of Pelham
Heights Let's move! Isn't two years
of it enough for you? Such place =
such restrictions! You can't build q
house under four thousand dollars !;
you can't keep a COW; you can't" said
Julia, satirically, ''wear silk hat
with n sack coat, or eat your salad
without oil. | want to move out in
the woods and live in shanty and
keep pigs y
Julia !" her mother gaspei. And
she added with as much severity as she
was able to master, "You to be tired of
Pelham Heights When you have
had such magnificent time here, so
much attention from all the gentle
men, and"
''The gentlemen |" Julia murmured,
pulling on her gauntlets. at is the
gentlemen that l want to get away
from. You meet one Pelham Heights
man. and you know nil the rest.
They re precisely alike. They're just
like the place perfectly correct,
and polite, and swoll, and monotonous
and tame, and --and wearing! I'm
deathly tired of them! If l could
meet "a farmer or something" snid
Julia, THAT didn't know anything
about clothes or the opera, or the
books that you have to read if you're
proper and that wore q slouch hat
aud tucked his trousers in his boots,
and said, 'aint' md 'du tell IF
could meet him I'd marry him !" Miss
Ives informed her staring parents.
And then she went out and mounted
her horse, changed her mind about
having tho groom accompany her, and
rode off alone.
II don't know what to mako OF
her." said her mother, despairingly.
"She isn't like my family. She's an
Orcutt. She has your Aunt Felicia
Orcutt's nose, and she's like her. /
hope she won't dc anything peculiar
[ couldn't live through il. If che
only would take liking to some nice
fellow here in town and settle near
us But how she talksr'
''Let her aloue," Julia's father re-
sponded, with ~ GOODNESS which was
exaspcrating. 'Shc's Il little roman
tic just now. but she'll come out just
as she ought to go. She's q level
headed girl. I'm not worrying about
her."
''Do ycu ever worry about any
thing?" said his harassed wife. s'It
she could like Horace Upham or Spen-
Ger Prescott-both eligible. But she
won't"
'She'll like somebody just as good,
Julia's trustful father rctortel.
Miss Ives chirrupol to her horse
till i.c struck into harl trot. Peo.
pie bowed and smiled from hammocks
and porches; hats dew of at hor ap-
pr3aeh.
She saw Spencer Prescott on his
bicycle and Mr.. Upham in his road
cart, and she smiled in weariness.
Perhaps her father and mother had
considered it NONSENSE, but she was
tired cf Pelham Heights. Sho did
pine for something new and interest
ing.
She did abominato tae Pelham
Heights society men, ena she did feel
u gloomy despair ol ever knowing
anybody any better, or stronger
minded, or livelier. 1t wGa all per
fectlv true.
IT was beratful day, nn1 she
wanted 4 get as far away IRON town
as she could.
Bingo enjoyed tho oating IA keenly
es his mtstrcss Tie trotted smoothly
and ssiit'y AZ turning q! ne9
fohl, Julia roiued him - le~., hesita-
.insiy, th.u sont him ON.
TIE road looked eao1th. II wts
iuy tire. at any rate, thgFe Nas =
cha jy lhieket on either side
Mias Ives threw baek her graceful
heal aud dt,na ia the woody fsa
grauee. Hbsg baua led along viii
positive enthusiasm. Bat Bingo wa