Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1894-10-01

Julld : uhVlpS lOuHu something new tC
despisc. She was their only child,
and perhaps little spoiled and capri
cious.
"Oh, Pelham Heights and every
thing in it !" said Julia. She had on
her gray riding habit, with 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 a
house under four thousand dollars
you can't keep COW; you can't" said
Julia, satirically, "wear silk hat
with sack coat, or eat your salad
without oil. | want to move ont in
the woods and live in shanty and
keep pigs!"
"Julia |" her mother gasped. 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 a magnificent time here, SC
much attention from all the gentle
men, and"
'The gentlemen Julia murmured,
PuiiihsS oh hSi BuiHtltbos IL 10 tut
gentlemen that I want to get away
from. You meet one Pelham Heights
man, and you know all the rest.
They're precisely alike. They're just
like Replace itself--perfectly correct,
and polite, and swell, and monotonous
and tame, and--and wearing! I'm
deathly tired of theml If 1 could
meet IA farmer or something" said
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 a slouch hat
and tucked his trousers In his boots,
and said, 'ain't' and 'du tell l'--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 the groom accompany her, and
rode off alone.
81 don't know what to make 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 do anything peculiar.
l couldn't live through it. If she
only would take liking to some nice
fellow here in town and settle near
US! But how she tall1s!"
''Let her alone" Julia's father re.
sponded, with GOODNESS which was
exasperating. "She's little roman
tic just now. but she'll come out jus,
as she ought to go. She's level
headed girl. I'm not worrying about
her."
"Do you ever worry about any
thing?" said his harassed wifo. 81
she could like Horace Upham or Spen
Ger Prescott-both eligible. But sh,
won't"
"Shell like somebody just Us good,
Julia's trustful father retorted.
Miss Ives chirruped to her hors,
till he struck into hard trot. Peo
pie bowed and smiled from hammocks
and porches; hats dew off at her an
proach.
She saw Spencer Prescott on hi
bicycle and Mr.. Upham in his roat
cart, and she smiled in weariness
Perhaps her father and mother has
considered it nonsense, but she wa
tired of Pelham Heights. She di'
pine for something new and interest
ing.
She did abominate the Pelham
Heights society men, and she did fee
u gloomy despair of ever KNOWN!
anybody any better, or stronger
minded, or livelier. 1t was all per
fectly true.
1t was beautiful day, and sh
wanted to get us far away from tow
MS she could.
Bingo enjoyed the outing as keenl,
ms his mistress. He trotted smooth,
and swiftly. At turning of u ney
road, Julia reined him at last, hesita
tingly, then sent him on.
The road looked smooth. It wa
inviting, at any rate; there was
shady thicket on either side.
Miss Ives threw back her graceful
head and drank in the woody fra
GRANGE. Bingo bounded along wit
| positive enthusiasm. But Bingo wa