Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-05-23
PART II

Everything seems to be circle within
a circle. The circle may be too large or
too small to be visible to the naked eye,
but it is there nevertheless. Indeed 1t is SO
much part of our nature and tastes that
they all unite in declaring that the curved
line-a definite part of the CIRCLES the
line of beauty. Well, the large circle that
we are pleased to call time-in the hope
that under that name it will become a
straight line and take US away from
many things that are disagreeable and
perplexing-brings with it at certain stated
and unvarying periods tif We but knew
how to measure them rightly the noxious
influences which, when they eliminate. we
term war.
1t was in the sixties, as time goes, when
these noyious influences eliminated in this
vest nursery of manhood the American
republic. Some of US have already forgot
ten what the bother was about, never hav-
ing had very clear ideas as to the occasion
of so much desperation. Nevertheless it
Will be long time before some of the de-
tails and developments are wiped from our
memories AS good luck would have it,
Tray mountain was out Of the line of
march, so to speak. The great circle en-
circled it, to be sure, but the noxiOus va
pors were thinner here than elsewhere SO
that Tray elbowed it's way skyward in per
feet peace and security. and would hardly
have known that the war was going on but
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on the quiet neighborhood. The echo OF
the explosion. Mrs. Pruett claims, was not
heard until Toog Parmalees pistol went
off close to his sweetheart's bosom-and
that was only the other day.
Now, the war began gently enough and
went along easily enough so far as Tray
mountain was concerned. Its sunsets were
rot more golden nor its wonderful daWns
roster on that account. The thunders that
shook Manassas, and Malvern HILL and
Gettysburg gave forth no sounds in the
Crass of Tray. If the truth must be told,
there are no crags nearer than those of
Yonah, or those which lift up and form the
chasm of Tallulah, for Tray Is a common
place, drowsy old mountain, and it does
nothing bat sit warming its sway back in
the sun or cooling 1t in the rain.
But Tray mountain had one attraction,
If no other. and the name Of this attrac-
ton was Loorany Parmalee. In q moment
of high good humor. Mrs. Pruett remarked
that EFF Jerd had any fault in the world it
was in Rein too good" Paraphrase this
terder tribute. and 1t would fit Loorany
Parmalee to a T. If she had any fault it
was in being too handsome. But beauty. 1t
must be borne in mind, is a relative term
when you employ it in a descriptive sense
No DOUBT Loorany would have cut q very
questionable figure in a group of beautt-
Jul girls dressed according to the demands
Of fashion. She lacked the high color and
the lines that are produced by contact with
refining Influences: but on the mountain
in her own INTERCHANGEABLE was a cut or
q cut anu q HAIL ABOVE any OF the rest of
the girls. Her eyes We're as black as Goals
and latent heat sparkled in their DEPTHS
Her features were regular, and yet little
hard, her under lip being a trifle too thin
but she had the sweetest smile and the
whitest teeth ever seen on Tray mountain
Her hgure-well, her figure was what ma
ture made 1t. and that wise old lady knows
how to fashion things when she's let alone
and his the right kind of material to work
on. She had the leisure as well as the
material in LooranyS case and the result
vas that the girl in form and in grace he
longed to the age that we see In some of
the Grecian marbles
All this is mentioned with proper re-
serve. ana WI IN all necessary allowance for
connecting views and opinions. Every