Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-05-30

g do with time in a general sort of
nov end thus Schofields' came TO be
minded that it was getting on toward
IN o'clock. whereas. in the excitement
NJ festival. he had not yet struck ~
This rushing forthwith to do. be did,
opd in the elation of the moment. seven |
~ oigbt besides. Miss Helen Sherwood |
,vos leaking down on the mass OF SHIFT
ir, color from a second story window |
of tho courthouse, and she had the |
Measure Of seeing Schofelds' emerge |
y, +bn stems beneath her when the bells
had done and heard the cheers Qed by
Mr. Martini with which the crowd
greeted his appearance after the per-
Torrance of his feat.
She turned beamingly to Harkless.
"Wbat family it is" she laughed
"Just one big. jolly family! didn't
Inow people could be like this until ]
came to Piattville."
..Tbat is the word for it," he said.
resting his hand on the easement be-
side her. az used TO think it was DESC
late. but that was long ago" He lean
ad from the window to look down. In
his dark cheek was glow the Carlow
| folks had never seen there. and some
how he seemed less thin and tired than
| usuaI: indeed, he did not seem tired at
all by far the contrary, and he carried
himself upright, when he was not
stooping to see under the hat, though
not as if he thought about it. Il be-
lieye they are the best people | know"
no went on. Perhaps it is because
they have been so kind to me; but
they are kind to each other, too-kind,
good people"
II know" she said, nodding, 81
know. There are fat women, women
who rock and rock on piaZZas by the
sea. and they speak of country people
as the lower classes How happy
this big family is in not knowing 1t is
the lower classesn'
1--WE haven't read Nordau dowr
hore." said John. "Old Tom Martin:
favorite work is The Descent of Man,
and Miss Tibbs cares most for 'Lalli
, Rookh' and FBeulah.' And why not?''
at was a girl from Southeast Cotton
: bridge Mass" said Helen, who hear'
I was from Indiana and asked me
I didn't hate 70 live so far away from
things" There was pause while sh
D leaned out of the window with her fac
6 aside from him. Then she remarke
t carelessly. Il met her at Winter Hal
bor."
= DO you go to Winter Harbor?' b
e asked.
p I'VE have gone there every summt
(, until this one for years. Have 20
q friends who go there?'
l. 81 had once There was classma
e of mine from Rouen"-
/ "What was his name? Perhaps
d know him" She stole a glance at hi
D. and saw that his face had fallen in
v sad lines.
IL "He's forgotten me, l dare say.
al haven't seen him for seven years, al
III that's a long time, you know. and he
ID out in the world where rememberiI
Id is harder Here in Plattville we dol
~ forget"
~ "Were you ever at Winter Harbor
% AZ was once. l spent very hapl
+ day there long ago, when you mu
lie have been little girl. Were you the
nc in
"Listenv' she cried. "The processi
ng is coming. Look at the people!
IN The parade had seized a psycholog
"a al moment. There was a fanfare
DIS trumpets in the east. Lines Of peol
cir rushed for the streets, and as one lo'
'es ed down on the big straw hats a
fV- sunbonnets and many kinds OF I'll
Inc head apparel tossing forward IL
seemed like surf sweeping up the lt
his beaches. She was coming at last. ]
5 bows whooped in the middle OF
ION street. Some tossed their arms
No. heaven, others expressed their emot
ru by somersaults; those most dee
IN" moved walked on their hands. In
VIZ distance one saw over the heads OF
multitude tossing banners and
eX' moving crests of triumphal cars, WI
neil cohorts were shining in purple
Wa gold"
There was another flourish of mt
'kly Then all the band gave sound,
size with the blare of brass and the CT
of drums, the glory of the parade b
ON, upon Plattville. Glory in the utn
on The impetus of the march time MI
IN the flare of royal banners, the sml
lace of beautiful court ladies and great
len en- mobiles, the swaying of howdah
mon camel and elephant and the aWes
n ue shaking of the earth beneath the
up plants feet and his devastating
'latt- every one declared he looked
de alarmed Mr.. Bill Snoddy, stoutest
zen of the county, full in the face g
CIT passed him, and Mr.. Snoddy felt n
liteh' all treasured when Tom Martin Sc
niehl " limited that it was with the thre
MS ing glance of a rivaD; then the
pima mage of the clown, creaking by II
'd SO donkey cart; the terrific recklessne
hoIl- the spangled hero who was q
[. lie along in cage with two striped
ing 10 the delight of all this glittering
hllh' and pageantry needed even more
soon c-ol,-;rcr m, voIr hands TO express