Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1843-06-09
He opened his eyes wider.

rlknt up ca eetlO, anu says ne,
"IIl put that mess brewing Jest as quick as
can"
The FIRST thing to DO got at was a bottle, and
that was a scarce article in the house. The Dea-
con steered right up to the kitchen garnet this
had been the save all Of the family for 40 years,
and was chock full Of all odds and ends. Besides
roots and srbs, and garden seeds hanging from
the raiters, the floor was piled up with old broken
and worn out house stuff, farming tools, &c. A
piece of almost any thing you can think of was
there but nothing whole. But the Deacon alter
good deal OF searching, found a good sound bottle
nicely corked up with cob. He opened it, aud
found it full Of blue vtriol. II was tie overplus
his mother had, after dying her worsted yarn lsst
year, and Us she had no mere use for that uor the
bottle she put one into the other and they slowed
the snugger. Get old Aunt Becky Carpenter a.
lore for contriving
"Nothing but blue vitril,n says the Deacon, and
straight goes he and shakes il all out into the duck
pond. Then he rensed the BEETLE, and scaded it
oetssseGl. ard then sat down to study the lRfsl-
lible receipt" once more. There was that same
stumbling. block in the way, and the Deacon fouad
now that "sundres' would not suit. lie must
cenae up to the scratch, aad tackle with il in good
arrest We'll, f was easy enough to spell aud
pronounce it Suiphafe Of copper; and il was clear
that Il Stood Tor the name of thing, but which
OF the things tn ak this world was it? There the
Deacon was hard and fast. There was no ciew
"Oi oIEH w huu out wy RHtueT sutI'e 1O' SVtOit
nor u 1t grew on the airth. under the alrt
The Deacon searched the dictionary, aud it
wasn't theie--caize why? II is potkecary Latin
and has nc business there. Then he put the
question soft of sideways to Marin. No use /;
aunt Becky knew all out everything, bu! sulpllate
was beyond her gunption. He had no better
Rack trying to fish it out ofbis ne:ghbors, under
handedly. 1t was fishing in the mud there.
The Deacon was fairly nonplussed. Night af-
ter night he lay tossing, and tulnbling aud think
ing, and considering. There was way TO come
at IT, 1t he could make up his mind TO try IT, Mr..
Biyins, the stage driver, passed the door once a
week, on his way to Portland, and was ready 10
do any sort of arraEt with the greatest pleasure,
providing he was well paid foe his trouble. 1t
was only to tell Biyins what was wanting, aud il
it was not forthcoming, it was becaze the thing
was not 10 be had. But sending to Portland for
that are suiphate Jump in the dark that
scart the Deacon. Who could tell the price il
would cost? This held him back for some time
bn; leased and tormented he was he lost all
patience by degrees, and at last he got to be as
rash as he had been umorsnme.
81 will set Bvins TO work." says he, "if it costs
five dollars"
Andrew Bivlns has been our stage driver num-
Der Of years. He is Harun-scarum rattle-head-
ed fellow, but knows which side his bread is but
tered. Money don't slip through his fingers with
out pinch. Driving wasn't all the concern lie
hoh ib tuC HU0. Nv uOUh ny CTOOh hC iuu SOt
TO be owner Of good slice of the stock. The
Deacon knew him well he had paid him many
a ninepence for arrants done III Portland, and says
he shall let him into the secret jest as fur as
choose"
Well, the Deacon got all ready, and the mex
Tuesday morning, as soon as he spied the Stage 4
coming far off upon Saddleback hill, he slips
round tother side OF the barn, to lay 10 wait foi
Bvins, and have his talk with hun there out of
the way of peakipg and evesdropping from the
house. Well, Bivins come driving along, slow
and easy, looking sharp ahead ill he got glimpse
through the trees, of calico at sartln chamber
window, and he pulled right up.
SHOWS the lime," says he, "to give that gal O
sample of driving a team"
Then he e,l TO cracking his whip and jerking
the reins till he provoked the horses into the rgh
humor, and then he let 'em went! and the wa,
they stom2t it past the house, with their head
and tail in the air, enough 10 scare folks, the
old stage rumbing over the stones, shook th'
earth to the foundations. The Two passengers IN
side going dingle bangle, and Mr.. Blvins atop, set
ting up straight, with his elbows squared, his ma
cooked one side, and his nose to the wind like
weather cock. And now he Tugs out his iont
lin trumpet and it was loot, toot, toot, all the wa
by the barn and clear out OF sight.
"That are Bivins is crazy, do believe" say
| the Deacon as he came out of his hiding place
cor else there's something about HIM TO scare hor
ses"
He went on, peakng round the corner of tn
house, and 10 and behold there sot marin Suke
at her chamber window, looking SO pleasant al
80 charming!
so, hoh.'
"Good mornin' Mister Carpenter"
The Deacon give grow, and wanted to kno'
| what she was doing there. And she answere
and said 81 was none of his business"
1T is again the law to put up scarecrows 6
npar road q scare horses"
But thought, Eli, nothing but widows coul
/ scare an old bachelor"
The Deacon left the ground followed by
laugh from Suke that made oil outdoors ring
gam. But it was no laughing matter 10 the Dea
con. Everything went wrong this day; and ca'
why ? he had dreaint of snakes all night got u
the wrong way in tho morning, and blessed him
self without any care. People differ about sg
but the Deacon has settled one thing. When
happens 10 put OH his stocking wrong side OH
! wards again, he means 10 take II right OF al
8 change it, and lei other folks do as they like.
A whole week now for the Deacon 10 chaw Il
bitter cu in, his hair falling all the time aud sca
/. tering every where about the house, on hot
chairs, table, and even into his dish. Turn whit
r way he would, there lay sandy brown ha'rs,
: staring him in The face like snakes. He was dov
Il sick AT The sight of them.
is The next Tuesday morning the Deacon we
}. and planted himself right in the middle OF /
G road, with cndge in his hund. Bvins happe
ed 10 have no passengers and was lettering alo
II as usual, cycling that chamber wnder with nil
might. Nothing to be seen there but a white CT
r. tain with blue fringe around il.
10 "Whow!-ls that you Deacon? swan
Y like TO run over ye."
8, As the Deacon was the Vice President of /
e Temperance Society, Bivins was nearly going
e 10 fits when told TO get quart OF the best bran
r. money would buy.
lie mo Deacon, you don't say brandy"
"Yes, do say brandy"
as " Let the alone. ! shall snort out. The gr
ne temperizer teeiotal obsnacy. Well, If this dc
m beat ALL"
at "Mr. Bivins, don't you be scairt about me-"
N "l}ut am scairt for the credit the line. II
up this cold water stage' Horses, driver, pnss
On gers, touch nothing but cold water. Han
IL swore /? and look at the bills. ITO fetch or ca
he nothing but cold Odter, in great black letters"
We Except physic and leelle teeny letters"
he 80, physc." Mr.. Byns looked queer, CT
it comfort, amt it. Sly trap behind The door,