The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1908-06-19

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We have recently migrated from
London TO the seaside. II is a way
families have nowadays. Father still
runs up to town by the quick morning
train, but the rest OF us enjoy our
selves day by day near and on the
sea, developing contours and gaining
cOmpleXions
Our house is at the end Of a new
row which runs at right angles TO In"
cliH and sea. II is described as an
"artistic villa" by large board which
much offends our sense of the artistic.
The chief claim OF the villa 10 the de-
scriptive adjective lies I'm the highly
ornamental n2urc OF the paintings
just inside the little porch, whose
walls show forth chrysauthomums
and roses Of more than the orthodox
flower-shOw size and cOloring.
We also possess balconies both
front and back Of the house, 50 that
we can sit in the sun or shade, TO
windWard or leeward, and still have
the beauty OF the ever changing
waves before our eyes. Any cXag
gerated desire for rusticity may besat-
ished by the sight of an unplowed
field which stretches away In front of
our road, and by the wild and barren
tract OF land which lies in our rear.
Moreover, the roads-norlh, south,
east and west-of our new home are
not in ANY way to be distinguished
from fields which have been recently
plowed, except that they are bor-
dered by a curb, in a more or less
slanting position, which slices off
strip OF clayey sidewalk
Even this has it's charm; we feel
that we did not leave London TO de-
scend TO the commonplace Of asphalt
pavements and roads on which one
can walk with ease. When a few
days rain have done their best for us,
and we are practically cut off from
kirk and market, we imagine that |
we know something of the joys Of liv- |
ing in the Wild West of early ad- |
venturous dreams.
Yes, on the whole, we very much !
enjoy our new home. The air Is braC- |
ing, the sea glorious; for it is really |
muddy Thames. The low, bare flats |
at ebb-tide" have their charm, espe-
cially when the fishing boats are lying |
prone and helpless in the rays OF the |
setting sun.
OF course, we expect improvements |
In time. The plowed and unplowed |
fields will disappear; and, doubtless.
all the roads will become patterns OF
what roads should be. like the long
stretch of model walk down by the
promenade, where children skate on
roller skates all day long. Already
the pitch-darkness OF our surround
ings is about to be remedied by gas
lamps for which preparatory digging
is taking place. To this fact we owe
our Introduction to Rosy Tom"
That is our name for him. He Is
the watchman on duty during the
night near the end of our road, where
preliminary measures are being taken
for the laying down OF the pipes Tom
goes TO his shelter about four in the
afternoon, and remains on duty till
about seven the next morning. The
cold of the wintry nights arouses
ones sympathy for him. and We con-
vey jugs OF soup to him in the even
ings, and occasionally a cup of tea
in the afternoon.
1t was his jolly. hale and hearty
appearance as he sat in his box that
gained for him the appellation of
ROSY Tom" We did not realize. fow
feeble he was till one afternoon when
he called. There was a knock at the
door, and tremulous voice was
heard in explanatory remarks: "You
may remember. Miss that | brought
back jug yesterday, but there
weren't no cup with IL. The lady
this term applies always to my eldest
sister. who is the Lady Bountiful"
OF the family-"the lady. she bring
along a cup o. tea. an 'ad my mug.
but she left IL just as 1t were. ad
a misfortune wi the cup. IL slipped
ont o. me and, so waited till could
get one as like IL as could IL amt
quite the same. but l couldn't get no
nearer"
There's your old man, Nell
whispered to my sister; "go and see
what he wants. He Is talking a lot to
Mary at the door. It's something
about a cup"
~Ye see. ma am" he continued,
apologetically. as Nell came into
sight. II be very sorry. but it slipped
TO the ground. Me 'ands was cold
like. and so that's 'ow II 'appened."