St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1897-03-12
HONEY OUT OF THE LION.
Frances M. Abbott in the New England
Magazine.

The acquaintance between the TWO
households progressed in various
WAYS. Emerald came twice a day
after the milk. Sometimes she wore
blue silk and sometimes white silk;
also embroidered grapes, silk glng-
hams, organize muslins with satin
ribbons, sailor suits, and a variety
OF expensive cloth gowns But how
ever gorgeous her attire, her manner
always preserved the same sweet
unconscious simplicity.
She had rugged up a little cart in
which to transport her milk cans, and
she spent much time one day in try.
ing to attach it to her bicycle; but
an evil-minded Portsmouth brick,
which had been baked in the days
when bicycles would have been con-
sidered unladylke, determined toput
a stop to such proceedings. Alter
long effort it worked its clumsy bulk
out OF the sidewalk, and by carefully
living in wait for Emerald when she
came along with her bicycle, hercart,
and her milk cans, it came near
wrecking the whole combination.
The bicycle was so injured that the
repairs would take the rest o! the
summer Then the brick, with an
expression OF the most innocent stu
pidity on its face, got down among
the grass and smiled. After that
Emerald usually came for the milk in
her phaeton.
She came at other times too. She
used to hell the judge hoe in his gar
den, and she liked to feed the chick
ems. She regarded Madam Forrest
field with curiosity. II think you
are real pretty she said to the aged
woman; but amt you prettier than
you are good?'
The old madam, who adored fear
lessness, felt a secret respect for the
child after that; and though for the
benefit of Agatha and Barbara she
constantly spoke OF Emerald as over
dressed and underlined, she suffered
her to frequent the house without
opposition.
But was Miss Rachel and Emerald
who were chums. 1t was Miss RAJ
chel whom the child came to see and
whom she was constantly hanging
about. That repressed spinster was
surprised to find how much more in.
teresting life seemed to her since the
advent OF the people from Aluminium
What makes the night so big anC
black ?" said Emerald. II mean the
night here in Rivervale. In Alumi
mum it's light all the time, no matter
how late you stay at the theatre"
The Forrest6elds could not under
stand the force of her inquiry; but
Edmund laughed. "Why, you see
Aluminium was the first town in Col
orado to light by electricity. The
plant was put in when Emerald wa:
baby. It's moonlight there I'll
dawn every night of the year, anc
she's never seen anything else"
Edmund was a new actor on tn,
scene; and, strange to say, he haC
been introduced by Madam Forrest
field. One morning she was taking
an airing in her wheeled chair, pro
PEELED by the Judge. The street wa
usually deserted. but this morning
| do not know how it could hav
happened, tor nothing exciting eve
occurred in Rivervale - but thi
morning, ! am telling the truth whel
| say that a runaway horse actual,
came tearing down the quie
thoroughiare. To be sure he wa
nothing but Cyrus Sanders's twenty
year.old Bill; but he had the forwar
wheels OF wagon striking at hi
heels The old Judge, who was neve
good for much in an emergency, trie
to run his wife up against the fenc,
Madam Forrest6eld, who dearl
loved fiery steed, sat bolt uprigt
in her chair, with the staff of the Re,
Eldad Henbane in her hand, an
called out, whoa !" in tone thu
ought to have brought the beast t
his senses. But the horse was ey
IDENTIFY both deaf and blind, for
was making straight toward Il
wheeled chair when a young mt
sprang forward, pulled the errir
creature into the road, and held hr
trembling and painting, till Cyr,
Sanders, in his oyeralls, came up al
led him of. Then the young man
he was a tall, blonde youth, with
most engaging smile - approach
the wheeled chair, picked up JUDI
Forrcstheld's hat and the Rev. Ed,