The Story of a Country TownHowe, E. W. (Edgar Watson)
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The Story of a Country Town
Howe, E. W. (Edgar Watson)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Kansas -- Fiction
I have never seen a bird-of-paradise, and have no knowledge of them,
except that they are very beautiful; but if their manners are as
graceful as their plumage is beautiful, and it is conceded that we of
Fairview were as ungainly and ugly as crows, I hope the impression made
by the coming of Agnes Deming to the settlement will be understood. I
am glad to be able to write it to the credit of the people that they
were not envious of her, unless it be envious in one person to strive to
be like another he admires, and they all loved her from the day she came
until the day she went away.
Although slight in figure she was the picture of health, of which she
was as careful as of her dress and manners, which were never anything
but mild and gentle. As man and boy I have honestly admired a great many
women who afterwards shocked my admiration by a careless habit or manner
when they did not know I was about; but Agnes Deming was always the same
perfect woman. My admiration for her never had a check, and every day I
found in her a new quality to respect, as did everyone who came in
contact with her.
Although I was a favorite with her, I believed that when she came into
the fortune and position she deserved--I was always expecting some such
remarkable thing as this to happen, although I was not certain just what
it would be--I was sure she would not speak to me, or any of those she
had known at Fairview with whom she had associated temporarily, and made
herself agreeable, because that was her disposition; but that she would
hurry away as soon as possible, to get rid of thoughts of how
uncomfortable and unhappy she had been among us. I do not think I should
have blamed her, for I regarded her superiority as such that I should
have been content to see her go away to enjoy proud station and rich
friends, thankful that she had lived with us at all, and made us happier
than we had been.
I am certain that her dress was inexpensive, and that she spent little
of her money in this way, for most of it was sent to her family; but her
taste and skill were such that she was always neatly and becomingly
attired (much more so than many I knew who spent a great deal for that
time to attain that end); and she was able to work over an old garment
on Saturday, and appear on Sunday the best-dressed woman in the country.
I have thought that she was familiar with all the fashions in woman’s
dress without ever having seen them, for she was always in advance of
the plates in the Lady’s Book taken by my mother.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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