The Waco evening news. [volume] (Waco, Tex.) 1891-1894, 1894-02-09
A Crushed Esthete.

"A low months ago the daughter
of a Galveston man, who had grown
comfortably we'll off in the small
grocery line, was sent avav to a
"emaie college and recently she
arrived for the holiday vacation.
Inc old man was in attendance at
the depot when the train arrived
with the old horse and the delivery
wagon to convey his daughter and
her trunk to the house. When the
train stopped bewitching array of
dry goods and broad brimmed hat
dashed from the car and flung itself
into the elder party's arms.
"Why, you superlative pa" she
exclaimed, "I'm 80 utterly glad to
see you"
The old man was somewhat I'M.
nerved by the greeting, but he rec
ognized the English cloak in his
grip as the idenlc piece of prop
erty he had paid for with the bay
mare, and he sort of squat it up in
his arms and planted kiss where
1t would do the most good with a
sound above the noise of the depot.
In brief space of time the trunk
and attendant baggage were loaded
into the wagon, which was soon
humping over the nubbles home.
"Pa, DEAR" said the young miss,
surveying the team with a critical
eye, "do you consider this quite ex-
cesslvely beyondr"
"Hey?" returned the old man,
with a puzzled air, "quite excess
lively beyond whatY"
ooh, no, pa; you don't under
stand me-" the daughter exclaimed.
81 mean this wagon and horse. Do
you think they are soulful? Do you
think they could be studied apart
in the light of symphony, or even
a simple poem, and appear as in.
tensely utter to one on returning
home as one could express2"
The old man twisted uneasily in
his seat, and muttered something
about he believed it used TO be used
for An express before he bought it
to deliver pork in, but the CONVEX.
sation appeared to be travelling in
such a lonesome direction that he
pitched the horse sounding crack
On the rotunda, and the severe DIT
ing over the frozen ground prevent
ed further remarks.
'Oh, there is that lovely and
consummate ma" screamed the re.
turned collegiate as they drew up at
the door, and presently she was lost
in the embrace of motherly woman
in spectacles.
"Well, Maria" said the old man
at the supper table as he nipped a
piece of butter of the lump with his
own knife. "an' how'd you like
your SCHOOL,"
"Well, there, pa; now you're
Shout mean, l consider it far too
beyond" replied the daughter. at
is uaquenchably effable. The girls
are so sumptuously stunning-l
mean grand--so intense. And then
the parties, the balls, the rides-oh,
the past weeks have been one sub
lime harmony"
81 'spose-I 'spose So" nervously
assented the old man, as he reached
for his third cup--'half full'--but
how about your books-readin' (,
writin', grammar, rule O. three
how about them?"
| "Pa, donnt exclaimed the daugh-
ter, reproachfully; ''the rule Of
three. Grammar 1t is French, and
music, and painting, and the divine
in art that have made my school life
the boss-I mean, that have render
ed my school life one unbroken flow
of rhythmic bliss--incomparably and
exqnisitely all but"
The old groceryman and his wife
looked helplessly at each other
across the table. After a lonesome
pause the old man said:
"How do you like the biscuit