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THE SUNNY SOUTH
OUR HOUSEHOLD.
Home Matters, Spier Letter*,
Domestic Hints, Etc.
CHAT.
Sylvania, your private note touched me deep
ly. How fully I sympathize with one who
thirsts for the sight of home. Such instances
are the minor strains of music in life, and the
actors are the unsung heroines of life’s drama.
Such cases of divine self-abnegation are not
rare; and the chord of self in these lives have
been rudely smitten by the hand of adversity,
only to "pass in music out of sight.” Will be
glad to hear of “Frankie.” Many pleasant wish
es for that visit, little love. Musa, I am looking
anxiously each mail for the photo. L’Homme
shall not draw his crayon over a feature. Ah!
Leal, we are so glad to have you with us again.
Bonhomie, why have you never come again?
Mack, a school girl writes me to tell you that
there Is no definition of love, that it is some
thing/eft, but is not tangible enough to be de
fined. A friend defines it as “uneasy happi
ness.” Still another says that “love, like a
kingdom, makes tue possessor unhappy in the
possession, he never being quite sure whether
it is his or not.”
A Merlcano, to you is my friendship extend
ed as well as to Violet. I fully appreciate the
Impulses of your nature to go upward. Ambi
tion, the ignis fat nun of strong natures claims
you as easy prey; and leads over bogs and quag
mires of delusive hope. Ah!
“Who can contemplate Fame through clouds
unfold
The star which rises o’er her steep nor climb?”
In vain may the pale faces of Keats and Cbat-
terton, the lives of Byron and Napoleon be held
as a warning. Nothing is seen save that bril
liantly scintillating star, and naught Is heeded
save the occasional words of encouragement.
In vain may the philosophizing ghost of Sir
Thomas Browne stalk up and mutter: “For
this world, I count it not an inn, but an hospital,
and a place not to live, but to die in. . .
Therefore, restless inquietude for thediuturnity
of our memories unto present considerations,
seems a vanity out of date and a
superannuated piece of folly. . . . The
greater part must be content to be as though
they bad not been. . . . All Is vanity, feed
ing the mind and folly.” “Souls truly great
dart forward on the wing of j ust Ambition to the
grand result.” It was through Ambition that
Bapbael’s canvas glowed into marvellous beau
ty, perpetual tribute to his greatness. It was
through Ambition that Mozart composed rhe
music that stirs deeply human hearts with its
intense melody. It was through Ambition that
Goethe sent forth to the world those grand pro
ductions of his mighty brain that do honor to
mankind. Tne lunate nobleness, goodness, the
dwarfed soul, the shallow depth of intellect
stand out with startling distinctness when view
ed by the lndagating light of the fame star; and
there is found that “pygmies are pygmies still,
though perched on Alps; pyramids are pyramids
in vales. Each man makes his own stature.'
Think you that the persiflage of the world, the
hisses of the masses can drag a man from oil the
steeps he is climbing? And yet, little girl, the
higher a person goes the more certain is he to
become the target for malice, envy, spite. Mud
flinging is the popular amusement of the popu
lace. Hid not Schiller, Goethe and Heine wage
eternal war with those who strenuously endeav
ored to deter their ascent until they were safely
beyond the white portals of the temple and were
crowned with Apollo’s ever verdant Daphne?
Ambition makes you ascend, at first slowly, un*
certainly, waveringly, then with steady beat of
pinion and straighter flight until the desired ob
ject is reached; while from below comes, in Ba
bel confusion, the hoarse protests of the mob
who would arrest you in your flight, thinking
thus to acquire fame by reflex action. They are
“Like an idiot gazing on the brook,
They leap at stars aud fasten in the mud;
At glory grasp and sink in ibfamy.”
Quien Sabe.
Men Who Work,
Dear Friends of the Household: Since the
question of the laboring women has risen, I
have been more than ever interested with our
corner of the Sunny South Why omit the
question of the laboring man while the first top
ic is being agitated, far from general observa
tion there are many, indeed a vast number of
the “sterner sex” who would be ashamed to ac
knowledge that work is not lowering, is fit only
for the bread winner, aud such a thing as a gen
tleman or lady striving for life’s substance is
absurd.
It is with us as with other things in nature,
which by motion are preserved in their native
purity and perfection, in their sweetness, in
their lustre—rest corrupting, debasing and de
filing them; if the water runneth Tt holdeth
clear, sweet and fresh! If the air is fauued by
winds, it is pure aud wholesome; but from be
ing shut up it grows thick aud putrid; if metals
be employed, they abide smooth and splendid;,
but lay them by, aud they soon coutract rust;
if the earth be labored with culture, it yleldeth
corn; but lying neglected, it will be overgrown
with brakes and thistles, aud the better the soil
is, the ranker weeds it will produce: all nature
is upheld in its being, order and state of con
stant agitation; every creature is incessantly
employed in action conformable to its designed
end aud use, in like manner the preservation
and improvement of our faculties depend on
their conduct and wholesome exercise.
Quien Sabe, most noble sovereign, I would
whisper a question in thine ear. Tell me why
some people are such flatterers and pretended
admirers, when in reality all their smiles and
honeyed words are as empty air. Give me sin
cere friends, or none. This hollow glitter of
smiles and phrases—compliments that mean
nothing—protestations of affection as solid as
the froth upon champagne-invitations that are
but pretty sentences, uttered because such
things are customary—are worthless to me.
Constant laudation of everybody may be a
pleasant form of insincerity, but it is insincerity
after all, f r me. If Heaven will help me I will
be sincere. I will not abuse my intimate friends
when their backs are turned. I will not kiss
women I hate, nor give men loving looks nor
loving smiles when I do not respect them. And
so I do unto others, may others do unto me—for
I deserve no better. Neither do I continue the
cry for the older members of our Household to
return. If they are satisfied to withdraw from
our presence we should be contented to allow
them that liberty.
“Though round her playful lips should glitter
Heat lightnings of a girlish scorn,
Harmless they are, for nothing bitter
In that dear heart was ever born;
That merry heart that cannot lie
Within its warm nest quietly,
But ever from the full dark eye
Is looking kindly night aud morn.”
Your Royal Highness, most gracious Princess,
when you “gently embraced” me I promised
myself not to wash my lips again for a year, as
your kisses would remain thereon for that
lengthy period (in imagination).
Forgive my obstreperousness (?) L’Homme
Qui Kit, Strictly Business and others, if I have
lingered in your midst too long, for
“There is sweet music here that softer falls
Than petals from blown roses on the grass.”
Nixy.
Oar Leal Once Again.
When I last wrote to the Household, Kit War
ren was its presiding genius; right pleased we
were with Kit. aud right grieved we were when
he announced his departure; but he kindly mit
igated our grief by giving us into safe and pleas
ant keeping. Indeed, we are vastly pleased
with his charming successor, and hope' the time
may be long, very long, ere comes the abdica
tion of Qoien Sabe.
I have time for onlv a few words with a few
Householders this morning.
Mack, perhaps I am acquainted with some of
ma Love, Muda Hetnur. Musa Dunn, Nancy
Nimbletongue, Sub Rosa, Veritas, Eugene Hall.
I wonder, Sidney Carr, if you are not one of
our old members under a new nom. You are
an agreeable writer, and we shall look to you
for the welcome sal atticum.
Mignon, your youthful imagination certainly
gave to a few of us a very elevated niche on the
pillar of fame; but as you considerately inform
ed us that the youthful error had been correct
ed, we are consequently not greatly puffsd up.
No matter the erroneous first impression, I for
one, would like your good opinion and esteem.
L’Homme Qui ltit, you asked some time ago,
if I felt elated upon winning the prize? Don’t
you know I did? I appreciated the honor, and
gratefully received the valuable book, but all
the same, I felt somewhat sorry too; for there
were others who deserved the prize, and per
haps expected it, and I was sorry that they
were disappointed.
I suppose no harm has resulted from the
Strictly Business mode of stirring up the House
hold, as the lassies are ready to say they knew
all the time that S B. was jesting—and especial
ly when there Is a little woman whom they now
see be (Cee Bee) his favorite. In sooth, it would
have been a great marvel (considering his many
attractions) if be had not long ago obtained his
heart’s wish, without the trouble of advertising.
Kerr, your announcement is startling. Surely,
the Household is threatened with nothing so
dreadful as annihilation. Goodness, no! I can’t
believe that Col. S will permit anything so dis
maying to us, as a suppression of our weekly
meeting.
Whilst bidding all a loving goodbye, I am
wondering if this must be the last appearance
of Leal Kimmer.
Defends the Poets.
Long has my timidity kept me from entering,
but the war note has been sounded and I feel
that I cannot longer hold my peace. What!
blot out the Household and let it be numbered
with the things that were? Never! I hear a
cry of protest rise up from all over the bonny
Southland. We’ll simply boycot the Sunny, if
the sunniest and most cheering part is annihi
lated.
L’Homme, I am much disappointed in you!
That’s candor, aud so of course you won’t like
it—’tis too old-fashion, but I must speak out my
mind sometimes. I had drawn a picture of you,
and you have now effaced it. You were noble
and grand, gallant and handsome, with a kindly
word and smile for all. Wnat has poor J. T.
done to bring down from you (as well as from
a few others), such an avalanch of sarcasm?
He wrote verses? Well, what if he did? I’ve
no doubt many have done worse. If you don’t
like to read what be and his brother bards
write—well, don't: (Please consider yourself
most crushingly bowed to). 1 allow my fancy
to sometimes lead me through the land of poesy,
and of course “a fellow feeling makes us won
drous kind.” But I don’t think any of us need
despair, however, when we are reminded of the
first effort of Lord Byron, whose intellect was so
towering that It has been said of him by the
gifted Pollock that he “Soared untrodden
heights where angels bashful looked.” Have
you ever heard that first rhyming of his? No?
Well, I will tell you in brief of it. An old lady
was in the habit of visiting Byron’s mother, who
on all occasions took the keenest delight in vex
ing and scolding the boy. It seems that she
had some peculiar notions respecting the soul,
which she imagined took its flight to the moon
after death, as a preliminary essay before it pro
ceeded further. One day after a repetition of
her usual insults, the little fellow broke out In
to the following doggerel:
“In Nottingham county, there lives at Swan
Green,
As curst an old lady as ever was seen;
And when she does die, whicli I hope will be
soon,
She firmly believe she will go to the moon.”
This he repeated many times, as if quite de
lighted.
L'Homme, another crow I have to pick with
ycu is about you speaking so disrespectfully of
the old members; shame upon you! A pleasant
thrill runs through my heart even now as I re
member how I long ago used to sit and listen
with greatest eagerness to the letters of the
Householders. Quien Sabe, Crushed and Grand
ma Love, were my favorites.
Rena, I clasp your hand with warmest sympa
thy when you declare your love and admiration
for Dickens.
Your pardon, ladies and gentleman, but how
to make a “pop call” is something that I have
yet to learn.
Polly.
Household Poets.
Whv is Kerr so severe on the Household
poets? I think Musa Dunn's "Convention in
the Clouds,’’ is beautiful, and Pats’ sweet little
“Two Pictures,” are poems which give pleasure
rather than aftl ction. But I agree with you,
Kerr, in thinking the Sunny South would lose
much of Its interest if the Household should be
discontinued.
Thanks, kind Musa Dunn, for calling my at
tention to the faux pas in applying she to Chips.
Believe me, it was a lapsus pennae, and I earn
estly crave pardon for offending His Lordship,
even on bended knee. Surely he will not con
tinue miffed, but graciously forgive and speedily
return to our midst again. Why does he absent
himself so long? I miss his interesting pen
chats.
To Joe’s Beth I extend heartfelt smpathy in
her recent bereavement.
Welcome Petite; that was once my nom, and
I feel quite attached to it.
To Svlvania aud Club, I would suggest Rus-
kin. His “Sessame and Lilies” is delightful.
“The Crown of Wild Olive,” especially the lec
ture on Work, is very fine indeed. “The Ethics
of the Dust” is thoroughly enjoyable. And
“Stones of Venice”—well, they must certainly
read it, if they have not already enjoyed that
pleasure.
I’ve lately read Ben Hur, by Lew Wallace.
Will not some of the members give me an opin
ion of it? One of my dearest friends refused to
read it.
I am intensely interested in B. B.’s “Noctes
Memorabiles.” By the way, Sylvania. did you
ever read “Noctes Ambrosiannae?” It is
charming.
Thanks, Quien Sabe, for Chrysanthemums. It
was a genuine treat, as was Muda Hetnur’s
Charlotte Bronte. What busy lives you two
must lead, aud how much pleasure you bestow
upon the multitude by your active brains and
facile pens. While I cannot envy you, I can at
least wish for your enthusiasm aud industry.
Come back, Boxy Croft; I enjoy your spright
ly pieces; indeed, I am much pleased with the
Household band, and perfectly infatuated with
the Sunny South, the very finest paper in the
South.
With a cordial welcome to all, and a hurried
adieu, Thistle Down.
May, ’83.
Foreign Phrases.
Leave out the Household indeed! Comrades,
let us unanimously enter a protest, a vehement
one, against any such proceedings, and give
such forcible expression to our mecontentsment
that Mr. Seals will be glad to stop our discon
tented murmurings by continuing to give us
space for our pen efforts.
Glycera, you are a little “mixed” on my doles
far niente expression. I don’t think I insinu'-
ated that our people were given over to “sweet
doing nothing;” but I still hold that the Italian
phrase, doles far niente, suits our sun-bright
clime—with its languorous winds and seductive
perfumes—as no other could. It is a land that
inspires (if the paradox will be permitted) glori
ous indolence; but we are so poverty-stricken
we cannot yield to the inspiration. My remark
about “the display of learning” arose from your
ending your petition, that we discontinue the
use of foreign phrases, by saying, “We know
ou are more learned than we can ever hope to
le, in our glacial and benighted region.” But it
doesn’t matter now, in the least, what you may
previously have said, since you have so Justly
complimented our Southern men and women.
That nukes ample reparation for any uninten
tional stur.
Don Carlos, I do not find the heatner unfamil
iar. How could I, when it is and always has
been my “native heath? ’ My association with
"Heavenly bodies” (what a peculiar expression
to apply to aagels! I suppose you mean angels,
as you call me an “angel visitant”) is limited.
Mon Ami, I am incliued to deny your claim to
my “generous gift of love.” You have the faveur
of the Widow and O.ive lone; and it would only
be fair to reserve your(?) portion for some other
less favored. Then, too, you have annihilated,
with one stroke of your pen, my pet scheme of
passing myself off as one of the beloved male
mortals of the Household. What did you insert
that parenthetic interrogation point for ? I
sought to win the love and admiration of the
“dear girls” by that little deception, but now
my hopes are crushed. So I shall own up that
I am not a Coq de Eruyere, but a
Poule de Bruybkb.
South Carolina, May 14:h.
Lives there a man with soul so bad,
Who ever to himself hath said,
“That Household must go!”
always discriminating public? Does Mr. Seals |
require our precious corner for advertisements? ;
Get out an extra. Or a treatise on mytholo
gy! Issue a pamphlet. But, alas! he is a man
—more’s the pity, or he never would have
thought of such a thing—and he’ll do as he pleas
es, though the pleasing kill every member of us,
including himself, and we don’t care if it does.
Turn us out of our beloved sanctum, warmed by
our love, brightened by our wit, and beautified
by our best dressed Sunday thought-! Cast us
adrift, wretched wanderers up and down the
illy printed columns of some insignificant coun
try newspaper, our ambition nipped in the bud,
our pet ideas crushed beneath the iron heel of
suppression, stumbling through life to lie down
at last, in a lonely grave, “unwept, unhonored,
and unsung!” Perish the thought! We can
stand some things, but not all things. For
months we have Been cramped into a miserably
small space, like a number four foot in a number
two shoe, and now comes the threatened fulfill
ment of the saying, “whosoever hath not, from
him shall be taken away even that which he
hath.” Friends. Householders, arise, put on
your armor, clear up your throats, bring forth
your clarion tones, and shout aloud your protest;
and if that avail not, let us as one man (includ
ing the women) take the law into our own hands,
organize an insurrection, go on a “strike,” and
teach Mr. Seals that the spirit of rebellion is
not yet dead—in the Sunny South. E pluri
busunium: Yae fictis:
Musa Dunn.
Waxahachie, Texas.
Quien Sabe, Is it true—this on dit to which
Kerr relers? Is Mr. Seals planning the destruc
tion of Our Household structure? Be thou the
mouth-piece for thy loyal subjects, and plead
with all the eloquence of Queen Esther for thine
own people, dear Qjien Sabe! Entreat the ed-
ltor-in chief not to pull down, but to add to our
room in the Sunny South—urge him to set us
in a large place, to give us a separate establish
ment like that occupied by the Detroit Fret-
Press Household; and promise him (we’ll help
you to keep the proraire) chat “cne three sisters
—frleuds to man—Beauty, Good and Knowl
edge,” shall dwell therein, and make it a “pair
ace royal, rich and wide,” whose influence shall
be felt throughout the length and breadth of
this lair land of ours. I will not longer detain
your most gracious Majesty—you are going di
rectly to the chief potentate who is the "arbi
ter of fate,” in our case? If your mission is
successful, I hope to greet you soon again; If
you fai 1 and we meet here no more forever, may
aoaVi nfhav of lout in ‘‘rh'it’ FTnllQP Tint
Perdition seize the thought and fly away with
it! Somebody hold my head while I faint! But
we know each other at last in “that House not
made with hands—eternal in the heavens.”
Adieu, Quien Sabe, (Hove that word adieu in
parting, whether for a long or short time, it
seems so like a benediction. I can never utter
the false synonym farewell—there is a death
sound in it.) May success attend your efforts.
Rena, (my Texas sister whom I long to know
better) true hearted B. Sylvanus. Yaurien. (tbou
gallant countryman of my kindred), E'Glaire,
Intense—adieu to each! Dear Household broth
ers and sisters all—adieu! adieu!
Marshall, May 7th. Viva.
Oar Household.
Today’s sunny brings tidings of Mr. 8eals’s
inteution to ..rop “Our Household” from his pa
per. I hope that he will revoke his decision. I
think that whatever strengthens the cords of
friendship and knits together the hearts of the
humau family serves a purpose for good. I ap
preciate our editor’s wish as a journalist to have
his paper attain the highest standard of excel
lence, but as a family paper the Household con
tains much that is more pleasing and helpful
than more learned matter would be.
Rana, I agree with you as to the justice of wo
man’s claim, aud her capacity to fill many places
from which custom has heretofore debarred
her. Many a girl has sold herself in a loveless
marriage for want of other means of support.
Nor do I advocate the launching of our barque
on the turbid, treacherous stream of politics.
Close observation has taught me that its mean-
derings are often through ways that are dark.
and its anchorages in places the reverse of
pleasant.
Vaurien, what a grand woman is Mrs. Chapen
of South Carolina, (you State isn’t it?) Her lec
ture in Lynchburg, on temperance, tnriiled me
with pride in her as a woman.
La Bahai, the “lovely” Tuberose distills its
fragrance in the Household now; come back.
Florida, it I’ll love you “oceans” wont you
love me—a little? Sylvania.
Barton Speaks.
Householders: I have come asking who
of you can tell me why Veritas never visits
the Household these days? I have looked
weekly hoping to see a letter from him,
have written to him twice and received no
answer.
Florida, I have never received a line from
yon nor the words of “Home Day.” My post-
offioe is Cedar Key, Fia.
Tnanks, dear Made, for your avowal of
friendship. Be assured that ib fully appre
ciated. Goethe has truly said that
“Rest is not quitting the busy career,
Rest is the fitting of self to one’s sphere;
’Tls loving and serving the highest and best,
’Tis onward, unswerving—and this is true rest.”
Some one has said that too many of ns
ponr onr tales of grief and heartbreak into
disinterested ears. Surely of all places the
family oirole is one where we should feel at
liberty to voioe onr often long suppressed
woe. So I move that we let the itrioken ones
chant their requiem over dead joys in peaoe,
and when the cloud reveals its “silver lin
ing,” their’s will be the blithest songs, the
sweetest praise, and our hearts will be glad
dened by the same.
Viva, yonr description of “voiceless woe”
is heart-rending. Yon ask “if there be a
reviresco for dead hope—dead joy?” It may
be only a notion of mine, or the outoome of
intense desire, nevertheless I can but hope,
that after we have passed through the
“clensing fire” into the life beyond we shall
realize such blighted dreams as are pure
and aooeptable in the sight of God. I know
a lady in whose life a tragedy as wildly sad
as the one yon desoribe was enacted. Is
sheavaoant dwelling from which the in
mate, mind, has flown; or a hopeless, use
less being for whom life is blank? Neither!
Believing that noihing transpires without
God’s permission, she aooepted her lot with
the same spirit of heroism that npheld the
martyred saints of old and leaning on the
same Everlasting Arms that supported them,
passed through the dark Gethsemane of their
lives. Years have passed since then, and
though her voioe has never lost a minor
tone of sadness in song or laughter, hers is
a busy nsefnl life. Faithfully striving to
weave in the web of her life “a bright and
golden filling and do God’s will with a ready
heart,and hands that are swift and willing,”
she finds no time to “sit and grieve and
wonder.” I grow ashamed of my complain
ing self when I behold her patient face on
which grief has traoed his indellible lines,
and gazing into the depths of her eyes from
which beams the mingled light of patient
endurance, and hopes for rest, I feel assured
that she is one of that number of whom it
will be said, these are they who have come
np ont of mnoh tribnlation and washed their
robes white in the blood of the Lamb.
Opening the door of the Household the
other day whom should I see bnt onr Spring
Violet The Household would be incomplete
without this sweet little flower.
Rosa Alba, I know something of yon, and
judging yon by yonr interesting letters
wonld tike to know more.
Rural Widow, I have written yon a long
letter and if I do not get an answer soon,
will think that after peeping under my nom-
de plume yon have decided to let silenoe
reign between yourself and
Bubton.
Cedar Key, Fla.
’Tie the Sabbath, friends, and snoh a qniet,
pretty day. If yon will allow me, I will
spend a part of it chatting with yon. I had
snoh a nice ride yesterday evening on a pret-
tv little pony. We went np on a tall hill
where we had a beantiful view for miles
aronnd. Looking through the trees I could
catch a glimpse, now and then, of a white
honse in the distance —my own dear home.
It was so cool and pleasant, everything so
beantiful, I was loth to leave.
What, the Letter Box and Household de
partments to be done away with? Surely
not. Like Kerr of the H., I think many
would stop taking the paper were these two
departments removed. Mr. Seals has many
subscribers among “we Letter Boxers,” and
while we enjoy it, let it remain, for boys and
girls are to be pleased sometimes as well as
old people. As to the H., I think it the best
department in the paper. I enjoy it more.
Who knows, maybe by trying, we can make
ours almost as good. So, oousins, let ns all
send in a petition to Mr. Seals to not only
not remove this department, bnt to give ns
more space, and we will try and be more in
tersting. Just think, what wonld we do
were we all tossed into the w. b! Goodness!
but wouldn’t we raise a racket, though.
Many of you have made dear friends in the
Letter Box, as dear as any yon ever had. We
have all learned to love some among ns; all
have our favorites, and think how sad it will
be if we should have to lose the pleasure
that reading their letters always afford ns.
No, Mr. Seals, yon will just have to give in,
for girls oan beg and we are owning, every
oi^ >f ns, and I know before yon get rid of
ns y in will be glad enough to oonsent.
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membrance. I also have tliank3 ior you Nereid us our Household space—our consolation in
for kind notice and beautiful little poem. The | hours past, our pride In days present, and our
winged horse surely serves you well. hope for all time to come! Shade of a thousand
1 hope Boccacio, 0!;ve, Keteoid, Old Maid, bright anticipations, what a sacrifice! Whence,
Sticks, will repeat their visit. I where did the vile scheme originate? Have we
Violet, your sweet presence is always welcome I failed to properly cultivate our small field of la-
and refreshing; as also are the visits of Grand- bor, or to cater to the fanciful taste of a not
The Mother Hubbard.
As the dispatches staled the other day, Bur
lington, N. J., has been all agog over the ques.
lion of “Mother Hubbard” costumes. Miss Ella
Hammell, “a well-known belle,” appeared on
the street in a Mother Hubbard dress, and was
mobbed therefor. As a result of this, the mayor
has issued the following sumptuary regulations
concerning the wearing of “Mother Hubbards”
on the streets of Burlington: “Young ladies
will nereafter be allowed to wear them as loose
ly as they please, while seated on the steps of
their own residences, or on their own grounds
They will also be allowed to wear them under
the sanction of the law in the streets, if the
dresses are belted, but not otherwise, If the girls
are alone. U they have escorts, they can wear
Mother Hubbards as much in the flowing bou
doir fashion as they choose, in any part of the
town, both in the day and the evening.”
Use Dr. Pierce’s
tacks.
‘Pellets” for all bilious at-
I wanted to attend a pionio yesterday, bnt
owing to the bad weather, we did not have
it. What a pity, I might have had some
thing nioe to ohat about.
J. T., did Qaeenie scare you away? Poor
Qaeenie!
Motherless, I would like to know yon.
Would ask yon to write me, bnt for fear of
disappointment, I won’t.
Ah, B. B Poll, so you concluded yon
would rather not. I was disappointed.
Aithongh none of yon have ever spoken a
word of welcome to this individual, let me, as
a member of yonr band, beg a welcome for
a dear little friend, Rosa Lee, who tells me
she has written yoa. Open your door and
let her in, for she is a dear, sweet girl, and
I am snre yon will love her.
Are all reading “A Broken Link” and
‘Piooiola?” I am, and like both very much.
White Violet, Alabama, Bridget, eto., eto.,
oome back. We miss you.
Friendless, von too, oome back to your
friends who miss yon.
Many of yon I wonld love to speak to, bnt
space forbids.
To each one of the oonsina, I extend a
welcome. Do not wait to be weloomed in
dividually, but oome on as I did.
Does any one care to oorre-pond with
Cecil.
Dear Boys and Girls: After an absence
of days, weeks and several months, I find
myself again baok in the “dear old Letter
Box.” I don’t intend to let snoh a long time
elapse before I join yon dear oonsins again.
One reason I have not been with yon all be
fore, is, that I have been away abont two
months, and had a “boss time,” going
to danoes, theatres driving and other
amusements. 1 hardly had time for letter
writing; and, girls, let me whisper it to you
(the boys must not listen, for they are con
ceited enough now). I met some of the
handsomest and dearest boyB in the world.
It was quite an effort for me to leave, but of
ooorse everything mnst oome to an end.
After a long and severe Winter, Spring
has at last oome, and everything is looking
lovely in our oity, the trees and grass are all
looking so green and fresh. I think that
Spring is one of the loveliest seasons.
Boys, have any of yon got to fixing yonr
hair in the new fashion? I believe they call
it pompadonr style. A good of many of
them here have been trying it, and some of
them do look too ridicalons. I told my bean
t wonld have to look ont for another if he
tried, so of oonrse under sooha terrible pen
alty he wonld not do it.
Flaxie Frazzsl, I am glad that in yonr
novel, I am to be one of Annt Judy’s favor
ites ; aithongh in reality, 1 am afraid I shall
never be though. I am going to try very
hard.
Cousin Will, your experience skating on
ice reminds me of a description a gentle
man friend gave me of his. I should think
neither one of you try it again.
Mignonette, I agree with yon about the
oooking business.
Lone Star, I, like yon, admire brown eyes.
A pair of the prettiest I know of are possess
ed by a friend, whioh, sometimes look too
sweet for anything. I am still
Auboba Floyd.
Cousins Mine: I thought it would be an
easy matter to talk with yon all this even
ing, but since I’ve dared invade this pre-
oinot again (for I have been here before),
I remember what Annt Jody said in her ohat
succeeding my last literary gem, “Girls, do
write better letters,” and I am almost bereft
of speech, for I applied that remark to my
self, individually.
Mountain Hoosier, a Lily and a May flow
er shall be ezoellenl friends. You told me
yon had two single brothers, give me one.
Johnny Tuberose, yon were a real naugh
ty little boy to discard ub for onr more tal
ented neighbors. Bnt I imagine yon con
sidered yourself too eradiate to remain
“long o’ ns,” and
Waste yonr sweetness on the desert air.”
Annt Jndy, punish him—make him Unole
Panoh.
I am so glad to see that the young ladies
are cultivating the onlminary art more ex
tensively than formerly, and that I am not
alone in that department. I flatter myself I
oan prodace as palatable viands as any body
now, but I most signally failed with my bis
cuit abont two years ago. A yonng man was
boarding with ns at the time, and I for onoe
begged to mix the bisenit dongh. When
they appeared at supper they had rather a
golden line, and were deoidedly firm for bis-
ouit, and that yonng man rather ruffled my
feelings by Baying, “Lil, this oame wide of
the mark if yon meant it for bread, bnt I
will put a few in my pocket, they are excel
lent to rook snakes with.” Oh!
I enjoy hearing young people speak of
their favorite anthors. I am a great admi
rer of Charles Dickens—have read and re
read eight or nine of his works and found
them improving and instructive—not at ali
dull or heavy, as had been represented me
by some. I think if some wonid devote his
time, money and talent to a modernized
Dotheloy’s Hall, a trifle less strict, of course
there would be less “Young Americas”
abroad in the land—young oreatures, whose
highest ambition is to wear perlH-ct pant3,
part their hair in the middle, dwaddle along
with a cane, and be “just nioe.”
Poor fellows! but I like some of them.
Goodness! how tiresome! Yoa say, well,
“Bear welcome in yonr eye, yoor hand,
your tongue,” and perhaps I will oome
again at some distant future time.
I 'vill take my departure, as I came sans
cerbnonie.
Will some one write to me? My address is
Lrig Dean.
Belhania, N. C.
To my Friends Who Take the “Sunny
South: I wish to tell you how muoh I en
joyed my visit to the Sunny South office.
The ladies in service there were so gentle
and kind ; and took great pains to explain
all abont the way the paper was printed.
Even showed me into the room where the
busy press kept up its motion regular as
clock work. It was quite interesting to
watch all the bnsy hands at work. It gives
one a feeling of wanting to be at work, too.
Many of yon, my friends, like myself, take
up the paper, and if you don’t see some
thing immediately interesting to yon, you
throw it down and think no more abont it.
Bat, my dear friends, if yon conld only re
alize fis I did on my visit to the offio , how
mnoh work and tronble they have in getting
the paper in the shape it oomes to ns, I’m
sure yon wonld look it over with more real
interest. There’s one thing none of ns oan
deny, that we always profit by reading the
Sunny South, as it is always fall of good
and choice reading.
Jessie Gullett.
Aberdeen, Miss.
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