Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-06-18

| Fatuous folly of two simple souls
who thought that in this nineteenth
century of sham the good old home
spun of our forefathers would endure
A fridgidly formal note in large
English hand on English crested pa
per, bearing the name of Londol
stationer- everything that Mrs. Bun
combe buys comes from England-n
one would know she was an American
if it didn't "begged to inform" m.
poor love that the ladies on the com
mittee of the Society Of Colonia
Danes had carefully gone over the
genealogy submitted to them; but
inasmuch as none Of the executors o.
Mrs.-well, never mind who she is
now. She was Shaw-had held of
flee in the Colony, it was with regret
that Mrs. Buncombe, as regent Of the
Society of Colonial Danes, found Mrs
R.-ineligible as member of that
society.
I burst forth in an exclamation
which I explained to Elizabeth was
the way dame is pronounced in
French It had the effect of stopping
my sweet ones tears, which that
cruel note had caused to flow. I
had forgotten to say that the note was
delivered by Mrs. Buncombe's But
tons, while Elizabeth and I were get
ting ourselves up to receive our
guests, who were now ringing our
doorbell, just as I had told Elizabeth
for the twentieth time that she was
sweeter to me than all the Colonial
Danes in bunch.
The Higginson's were our salvation
that night. The dinner was capital.
Elizabeth braced up visibly, and when
the champagne had given us both
courage we told the story of Eliza
beth's tree.
Mrs. Makehay Higginson's is wo-
man of resources She rose to the oc-
casiOn.
eff you haven't an ancestor who
held Office or served in the colony,
make up one. Go back far enough
and nobody will ever find you out"
went back four generations and
rooted out an old taxgather. He was
a bachelor, but never mind got in
on him all the same. The ethics of
the society became clear to me as
they never had before.
"By Jove, Elizabeth, you shall go
in, and on the shoulders of COVER
nor tool"
Then and there I owned up to the
deceit I had practiced. I made a
breast Of the governor. It was my
first and last secret from my superior
one. She forgave me, and we added
,ne more glass of wine all round to
lis memory.
We all went up to my study, and we
,ut out the yellow page from the his
;ory of the colony in which he had
'erved and sinned, and we called
Messenger boy, and we sent the his
DRY of my Elizabeth's great great
,reat grandfather off to Mrs. Belfry
3uncombe, and TO the history when
IN addendum in the form Of note, in
which gave all the glory of this i'm
,ortant discovery to that wonderful
excavator, Mrs. Make
lay Higginson.
That settled it. Elizabeth went in,
nd with flying colors at that, on the
Jack of her great great great grand
ather, the ernor.-Erchange
'Learn to walk, young man." says |
robert Burdette, "before you try to
rance. Don't hunger and thirst for
oudoir car while you are a junior
Jerk and have to sweep out the store
nd sleep under the counter. Ii you are
physician, don't expect to make it
II in the first year. Your father rode
our or five horses to death before he
vas able to put an Administer on
he office floor, and lean back in his
leepy hollow chair and announce that
q would answer no calls after %. m.
you are practising law, remember
hat the old attorney whose office
GU are sweeping out, wore white
lair, and not much Of that, before he
ees in small cases. And bear in mind
DO, that they didn't spend every
ent of it as fast as they got it.''
q Woman Sf1rIn<S