The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1829-10-01

IL was now oIO tapt. Jones lurn. the
grandfather. Being reused from a doze,
by the hustle and racket he opened both
his eyes at first with wonder and asionish
ment. At last he began to halloo so loud
that you might hear him mile for he takes
IT for granted that every body is jnsi exact
ly as deaf as he is.
who is IL a.? say, who in the world is
il? Mrs. Jones going close TO his ear.
screamed out, it's Johnny Beedle.' 'Ho
johnny Beedle. remember, he was
one summer at the siege Of Boston, No,
no, father, bless your heart, that was bis
grandfather, that's been dead and gone this
twenty years.'-'Ho- But where does he
come from?' Daown town 'Ho-And
what does he follow for lyIn' And be
did not stop asking questions, after his sort,
till all the particulars OF the Beedle family
were published and proclaimed in Mrs.
Jones last scIeech-IIe then sunk back IN
to his doZe again.
The dog stretched himself before one
andron the cat squat dow n before the 9th
er.-Silence came on by degrees, like
calm snow storm, till nothing was heard
but cricket under the hearth, keeping
tune with soppy yellow birch fores,ick.
Sally sat up prim, as if she were pinned to
the chair back; her hands crossed genteel
upon her lop & her eyes looking straight
into the FIRE. Nanny Jones tried TO
straighten herself too, and laid her hands
across IN her lap. But they would rot lay
STILL 1t was full twenty four hours since
they had done any work, and they were
out Of all patience with keeping Sunday.
Do what she would to keep them quiet,
they would BOUNCE up. now and then. and
go through the motions, IN spite OF the
fourth commandment. For my part sat
looking very much like fool The more
| tried TO say something the more my
tongue stuck fast. ] pu, my right leg ov
er my left and said hem Then chang
ed, and put the left leg over the right. it
was no use; the silence kept coming on
thicker and thicker. The drops Of sweat
began to crawl all over me. got my eye
upon my hat hanging on a peg ,on the road
20 the door and then eyed the door. At
this moment the old Captain. all at once
sung on, Johnny Beedle! II sounded like
o clap Of thunder, and started right up
an eend.
Johnny Beedlc, you'll never handle such
a drumstlck as your father did, If yer live
to the age Of Meihusaler. He would toss
up his drumstck and while 1t was whIrin'
III the air take off gill or rum.& then kech
IT rs II come down. without losln' stroke
in the tune. What d'yc think of that. ia?
But pull your chair round, close along side
er me, so yer can hear Now what have
You come after? I-after? q Jest takln'
n walk. Pleasant wnlkin' guess. mean
Just to see how We all do Ho--That's q.
| L.. - II
Beedle; yc're alter our Sal. Say, now, dye
want to marry or only to court?
This was what ] call a choakcr. Poor
Sally made but one jump ard landed in the
middle ofihe kitchen: and then shc skulk-
ed in the da,k corner. till the old man. af-
ter laughing himself into a whooping
cough, was put to bed'
Then came apples and cider: and, the
ice being broke, plenty Of chat with nam
my Jones about the minister and the sar
mon iagrecd with her to nicely, upon
all the points of doctrine; but had forgot
the text and all the heads OF The discourse.
but six Then she tenzed and 'ornented
me to tell who accounted the best singer
in the gallery, that day. But mum-thele
was no getting that out of mc.-'Praise to
he face is often disgrace, says !, throwing
sly squint at Sally.
At last Mrs. Jones lighted t'o,her can
die and after charging Sally 10 look well
tn the fire, she led the way to bed. and tho
Squire gathered up his shoes and stockings
and followed.
Sally and were left sitting good yard
apart. honest measure. For fear of get
ting tongue tied again, set right in, with
steady stream Of talk. told her all the
particulars about the weather that was
pnst. and also made some pretty cute CUES
ses at what it was like 70 be in future AT
first gave hitch up with my chair at ev
ry full stop. Then growing saucy. re
pcated it every comma and semlcolon; and
at last it was hitch. hitch, hitch. and
planted myself fast by the side ofher.
81 suow. Sally, you looked so plaguv
handsome day. that | wanted to eat you
Iup-'Pshaw, git along you,' says she-My
hand had crept along somehow upon its fin
gers and begun TO scrape acquaintance
with hers. She sent il home again with
desperate jerk Try it again. no better
luck. why Miss Jones you're gcttin' up
s'ropuous. little old maidish, ] guess
Hands off is fair play, Mr.. Beede.' I
1t is good sign to find girl sulky. ]
knew where the shoe pnched. 1t was that
are Patty Bean business. So ! went to
work TO persuade her that had never had
any notion after Patty. and to prove fell
to running her down at great rate. Sal
ly could not help Ginning in with me. and
rather guess Miss Patty suffered few
] now not only 60, hold Of her hand with
ont opposition, but managed TO slip an arm
round her waist But there was no salts
flying me, so must 90 to poking out nv
lips after buss. guess rued i,.-She
fetched me slap in the face tha, made me