Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1852-10-20
THE BASKET OF GRAPES.

| THE BASKET OF GRAPES.
SHOWING HOW MRS. JONES WAS CURED OF PRETEN-
| zss4 SION AND PETTY ISLANDER.
Mrs. Jones stood in the midst of cambrics, cot
tons, linens and calicoes. She was sorting this,
cutting out that and folding the other on long
table at her side, when in came little woman
with green spectacles, satin homeland extreme
ly nice white muslin apron, and sat down looking
| fatigued and dusty. 49,. q 49,.
sGlad to see you, Mrs. Gilly, take off your
bonnet;'' said little Mrs. Jones, bustling towards
| her; ssFull of work you see, as usual.''
s'Thank you; l can't stop minute-or least
ways more than that, returned Mrs Gilly, fam
ming herself with her reticule; ssI declare, what
an industrious creature you are, Mrs. Jones; seems
| to me you are forever busy
s'We1 SO I am, Specially at this season; well
you see there's Tommy Jefferson and Henry Clay,
and George Washington, they've all got to have a
fit outtrousers and jackets, jackets.and trousers,
what pests boys are; and there's Mary Antoinette
and Julia Caesar, and Cleopatry, and little Victoria
America-shes asleep noW-most blessed baby
ever liysd-she'l i wake up by and by; you'd die a
laughing to see some of her tricks-they've all got
| to be calicoed, and what not--oh! dear, how much
one does have to do that brings up family; what
| trials children are!'' a. -pq
| Don't say word-don't say one;;'' echoed
Mrs. Gilly, putting up her hands and making lu-
dicrous faces, expressive o. resignation and des-
pair; 81 often think of that, specially when they
are troublesome .set. a.e.. g.. ...-.,.- II
| Aud fboxsr - - i
Mrs Jones, mentally admiring beautiful piece of
French gingham, and thinking how wellit would
become Victoria America. ssBut dear Mrs. Gilly,''
she suddenly exclaimed starting from her reverie,
edo you, know where can hire a sewing girl for
love or money!'' ~ zs q, -f..s..,.<ss ss,-
sWhy your neighbor has had one for two or
three days; SO my. Angeline says replied Mrs.
Gilly. zt..f go .J,..ss.. ..e.ss ~ t.s--
"My neighbor: oh!5you mean Mrs. Eden; she's
a proud piece; her husband is or. was captain of a
military ,compa somewhere; only to think! not
one grape has she sent US yet, and her vines bore
bushels. sg.y ssfsss8s t3i @ za}z ...sss .,.lg--
,,stDo say! she might leastways have sent you q
taste.' .,,..sr,
1 sNot she; now Mrs. Lane, that lived there last
year. she used to send me good sized plate full
but the vines then never yielded they have this
year; they have had SO much attention that they
/ were literally loaded down; and they're picked
for saw Mr.. Eden gathering them myself
"Well,-there are some. mean folks in the
world, that's a fact; how delighted should be te
send such luxuries all over the village; but there
it's; them folks that's got the heart seldom have
the herewith .sfss s,s;.. - .,..rs
# "Would you call on Mrs. Eden? no.; Ion sec
ond thought won't; she'll think may be l wan
some grapes: and indeed don't want them. Il FPl
write to her, and maybe, her girl is disengaged.'
Mrs. Gilly's single minute had heightened te
an hour, when she arose to depart; as soon as she
had gone, Mrs. Jones hastily indited note to lhe
next door neighbor, and despatched it by Mary An
A toinette, her oldest daughter. Egsg E,zs, ..g4s
Mrs. Eden read it, looked euriously at the child
read it again, and then most mirthful expression
4 came over her countenance; 4she raised her eye
i brows slightly, laughed to herself and mentally
n saying s I'll carry out the joke,'' she answered
4 Mrs. Jones, note, directing her to the squires
RI great house, where Miss Lizzie Holmes was a
!. present engaged. l4T2oa I silf 70 Tfizoe7r 1fA'
., Now thesquires house was aifne, old-fashionet
but aristocratic affair, lofty, and located upo1
q an imposing elevation, surrounded by gigantic
trees, smooth walls, beautiful gardens, and eonser
q vatories, that held within their garden space th
rarest the tenderest flowers, filing all the air witt
q their perfume.
n That afternoon Miss Lizzie Holmes while sittin!
in the richly carpeted dressing room, received tw
4 little billets. When she read the first, she blush
ed looked indignant, and laid it on the table; whel
f she read the second, she laughed, threw back he
Z curls. pushed by her work, and springing up, sh
+ indulged in oneor two graceful little jumps. Thel
gathering up her sewing with the notes, she bound
: ed Like a gazelle through the door. z. ra5ig 4e
, The next day Mrs. Jones was up early in tn
= morning, sweeping and dusting. throwing the win
dowswide open, now in the parlors now in the kitch
en-, alternately seolding her children and her maid
t and with great deal of noise and hustle, settin
q things to rights. She had just put the finishin
touch on the parlor, when she heard a tnid knoc