Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-09-28

"Mister he always could eat harty,
 said Mrs. Morningstar. Me, I'm dii
 ferent to what he is. Mornings an
 evenings I can hardly eat ever Dir
 ner I eat pretty good. But here thi
 winter Mister he had his pest-thre
 carbuncles and near fifty boils. Thel
 he couldn't eat neither"
 Georgana tried to divert the talk {,
 another plane. Do you know on
 thing that led me to wish to summe
 here when I saw your advertisement
 in the paper was your name-Morning
 star--so full of suggestion. I have al
 ways thought names so significant. thought" she said, smiling sweetly
 that I should be happy in a country
 home with people bearing name SC
 full of poetic meaning, so suggestive oi
 the spiritual healthfulness of rural life.
 Mrs. Morningstar looked bewildered
 'So?" she said vaguely. Well, if only
 more thought like you we'd make more
 at keepin' summer Doarders. We could
 accommodate many more. We kin lay eight and set ten."
 GeOrgiana appeared disconnected, but she made another brave effort to turn the tide of the talk into higher chan. nel
 T was led to come to you because l am unfortunately rather run down from the last crowded months of the college T fol hot 4a ;,, my boise I must get near to nature and that the best way to do that would be actually to go and live with the peo- pie of the soil and really become one of them."
 And live the simple life," put in Daisy. T think one could do it here, Georglana, without the strain that it is in town. Out here," she added hope fully, fit won't require my co-opera- ton. I'll have to live it."
 Not if there is inward rebellion" instructed Georgiana gently. "Remem- Der. dear, the simple life is subjective as well as objective"
 Daisy accepted it with sigh. "I'll make note of that,' she said, gather ing up the blank book and pencil she wore suspended from her belt. She met the wondering looks of the Morn ingstars as she leafed her notebook. Yes" she nodded, volunteering an ex- planation, T write down things which impress me. My uncle thinks keeping notebook may give me mental pause"-
 "Poise," corrected Georgiana, blush; ing for her cousin.
 ''Poise," nodded Daisy; she always accepted Georgiana's corrections with out question. ITO collect facts-facts with no deviation from accuracy" Tt will be excellent mental disci- pline for you, Daisy" said Georgiana kindly.
 My only doubt is." said Daisy anx- iously. that it isn't consistent with the simple life-keeping a notebook to improve your mind. Because you know it certainly isn't 'reposeful'- keeping notebook. Now, on the bare face of it, without any philosophy, my motto for a simple life would be, Let things slide I could live up to that" she said with conviction.
 Mrs. Morningstar laughed. "Yous fetch out such big words still. Just like Doc-Pete. I mean" she quickly herself. Pete. he's always spittin' them big words out too. A body'd think it would go to your brains; ain't"
 Georgiana picked up hope-her in- tuition as to Pete was perhaps after all not a mistake.
 Pete has had some schooling?" she inquired.
 At this question Georgiana was pug zled to observe that Eunice, who sat on the opposite side of the table from Pete, gave a slight start, raised her downcast eyes and looked at the farmland with a faint smile. Though his own gaze had been resting almost embarrassingly, with a bucolic, stupid stare upon her self. Georgiana saw that he met Flu nice's glance with a sudden look of | interest which seemed to change his | whole countenance.
 But Mrs. Morningstar's reply to her question diverted her attention and ar- rested her sense of astonishment at this puzzling transformation.
 If he had schoolin'? We'll, don't | Znow if he was to college like yous. | But this kin say-he kin read wonder 'ul good off the noospaper. Why. you wouldn't know 1t was readin'-you'd hink he was just talkin'."
 Now I'd put 1t the other way 'ound." said Mir. Morningstar critical '. "I'd say his talkin' sounds as if he vas readin'. Pete" he asked, was -Ou to such a college eyerT'
 Well" said Pete tentatively. "I cen a college Oncet when I was in own"
 Daisy gave forth a little squeal of but instantly pulled her straight again. with an glance toward Georgiana. Most young men," remarked GeOr- iana. glancing from Pete to Abe. are iscontented in the country these days nd are ambitious to get to town. hink it a pity often. Country life is o much more heaIthful-spiritually. 1ean-- Ale did not even look up. but Pete. is mouth full of potato. replied, My 0b out here suits me all right DiscontentedT questioned Mir. Morn lgstsr. We've got enough to eat and little over. What more can a per Da wantg- But the usually tongue tied daugh- r Ollie here spoke up T guess a ody wants little pleasure, too. still