The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1901-1903, 1902-11-23
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RAISING
By JAMES BUcKIiAM
By JAMES BUcKIiAM
Copyright, 1901, by James Buckham
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mer sunshine. 1t seemed the very en-
bodiment Of orderly thrift and domes-
tic peace The bit OF green ward was
as clean and tidy as if it had been
swept and then every separate grass
blade busted and set in orderly array.
The two glistening paths that led one
up TO the front door and the other
along the side of The house to the
Kitchen stoop'' We're inclosCd by slen-
der round posts through which ran
single strand of wire The posts and
their connecting wire were painted
fresh. mstrous green. There were also
six green posts along the sidewalk in
front of the house strung together by
green wire, and ut each corner of
the two paths stood large white
washed stone SO dazzling white that 1t
made the eyes ache like new fallen
SNOW The entire premises had a look
of immaculate ueatnesS that made
them seem sacred, like some fame or
little temple, and indeed they were
sacred to the Partridge sisters. who
had descended from long line OF Old
fashioned New England worshipers at
the shrine of home.
Inside the place was as neat as ont
side Nobody ever found the Partridge
girls" in a muSs. Even when they
cleaned house they did it SO stealthily
ana with such amazing rapidity and
precision that no one room was suf-
fered to be out of apple pie ordcr for
more than ten consecutive minutes
1t was a marvellous little home this
Of the Partridge sisters The minister
once said that if was II composite OF
Puritan conscience and New England
sentiment, and that there was only one
thing more impressive than its sever
ity, and that was its sweetness.
In such a home as this. 1t would
seem, one might retire ana be at rest
from all the cares and strifes and trou-
bles of the uneasy world There were
not few who enyed the Partridge
sisters their little patrimony and their
little home the one just equal to the
other, with an eXactncss beautiful to
contemplate in this world of exasper-
ating insists.
Yet there Is 10 corner of old earth,
however remote and peaceful, where
some trouble does not find its way.
The skeleton in this quiet closet was
chronic difference Of opinion between
the sisters, trouble that Is almost
sure to rise between two persons Of
the same blood and sex who are com
PEELED 10 spend most Of thelr time in
one anoth RS company With the Par
fridge sisters this mental divergence
seemed to have no root in divergence
Of principle 1t made practically no
difference what the opinion was. SO
long rs 1t was held strongly by either
sister the other felt boand to disa gree
with it, Jane and Ellen could be of
| one mind on but one matter, and that
was purely congcnital the passion for
neatncss
The June sunshine rested like ben
ediction on the Partridge cottage. The
roses IN the front yard and the sweet
peas In the back yard were in bloom.
A golden robin was singing ia an elm
across the street, and the Partridge
sisters canary was wing with him
| from his cage in the open window.
Jane and Ellen were out in the yard
wedding their flower beds and roam
ing hlther and thithcr after the man
ner of hens to pick up inlinitesimal
bits of litter between the grass blades.
Suddenly Miss Ellen Strengthened up
and gazed curiously at something that
was coming down the village street
| 1t was an ordinary lumber wagon, with
the box removed and far in the roar
an extra axle and pair Of wheels.
Something long and white and taper
ing was stretched from the forward
axle Of the wagon TO The extra axle
and wheels trailing behind.
w hat in the world can that be com
ing?" asked Miss Ellen
u pr sumo It's our new Aagpolp." re
piled Miss Jane. the elder spiuster,
our new hagpoef" cried her sister
slrilly "What do you mean Jane
Partridge? Who said we were geing
TO lave aagpoIef"
Il said so" answered lane. II or
dered it, and it's coming. / didn't say
anything to you about it because
knew you would object beforehand,
and ! thought you might as Welt do
| your objecting afterward; twould save
time | wanted to lave the pole here
/ IN time for the Fourth Of July. I've
| been thinking for some time that we
ought to be more patriotic than we
are, and | couldn't think Of any better
way for two lone women to show their
patriotism than by owning a flag and
! fagpole. We can't 90 to war, we can't
vote, we can't speak in town meeting
| and we can't fire gun on lndepend-
ence day. but woman has just as
much right to fly the stars and stripes
as man. and you and ! are going to
do it, and we are going to do it for the
| first time Oh next Fourth of July"
Miss Ellen Partridge listened to This
: long explanation from her sister with
a set face "Old maids have no call to
b. patriotic~ size snapped when Miss
Jane concluded IT amt their prov
ince; it's no woman's province. | won't
have haGpolc in this yard, Jane Par
fridge and you may as well under
stand that first rs last. They shan't
! bring that thing IN here if ! have to