Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1859-07-22

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er Of pork.
Instinctively looked at my wrist
bands. Lucky that Isabel Richborn
wasn't there to look alsol I tore them
off and flung them into the furnace, glad |
to escape a second sight of their fair @ !
proportions.
"Serve yeright p said my hard look
ing friend, with evident satisfaction, +"
man has no business with such FUNNY
diddles--particularly if he goes pork
fishing.
l seized the pork and held it ready for
delivery.
You'll have TO trust me. l hain't
got the money to spare jest now," said
he, taking the purchase and making
off.
Stop, sir! stopF' screamed after
him, none of that we don't credit !"
The old man said nothing, but laid
down the pork on box, and went out.
Directly he returned with Deacon Cutter
and Squire Brown, with both of whom |
was acquainted
"Here's my bondsmen," said he, lead
ing up the gentlemen. Squire, what's
my standin' 2"
Worth at the least calculation, Char
ley" said the Squire, turning to me, & at
the least calculation, two hundred thou
sand dollars"
:" And you wouldn't trust him for ten
pounds of pork, eh, CharleyP P' laughed
Deacon Cutter-@ but that's too good
ha! hal l declare p'
So much for appearances Ever since
then / have never seen an old, ragged
man, belonging in the county, without
saying TO myself, There goes a man of
property"
After this, customers came in so fast
that it would be impossible to particular
ize. l sold almost everything, from silk
dresses down to clothes pins and penny
whistles. My success in drawing bar
gains was remarkable, and it was near
sunset, and yet ] had no dinner for the
day Tha- fact as II rsas, that at dinne-
time, I was so full Of customers that ]
didn't ike leave the store for fear Of
losing trade, and now l found myself
possessed of a singular longing for fra
grant tea and hot biscuit. l knew my
= pretty cousin Jennie would be sure tc
have both ready for me.
l was just congratulating myself OF
my good luck for the day, and thinking
how surprised Harry would be, when be
returned, to find so much of lis summel
stock disposed of-when in rushed tbs
identical old lady who had bought th'
de beige in the early part of the day
| She looked furious, and bore 10 her hant
( a bundle which seemed suspiciously lik,
: the one she had carried away from th
store that morning.
! Hand over my money! it's nothin
: but four pence cambric Mrs. Moss
the dress-maker, says sol you -younI
r cheat of scampl you deceived me-
? Hand over my money, l say!"
l. Before / could get breath to reply
II the man who had purchased the tw
Z cents worth of snuff made his appear
y ance.
"Sir," said be with dignity, i" tb
d snuff you sold me this morning is Vi
famous black pepper, and my wife ha
= nigh killed herself taking it. Sir, he
" nose is nigh as large as turkeys egl
e and growing larger every minute"
Give me my money!" cried the q
g beige woman.
n Give me my money! p cried ii
y snuff man.
< Give me my money? p yelled lit
urchin, climbing upon crate Of cart
L ernware to make himself more conspicl
GUS. Yer sent daddy smokin' terbacl
ie er instid of ehawin', and ma'am co
10 peras instid Of saleratas, and Tom al
d Polly and the dog is pisened sith
and daddy's got the trimbles all oY
III with the terbacker."
Sir, called to get my money p sa
g a fat man, in yellow waistcoat' 8 70
Ia sold me indigo instead Of blue vitrol."
"GiTe me my money!" cried the
beige woman.
Hand over my money !" screams
the infuristed snuff man.
"GiTe me my-rnoney--mouey-,
money!" roared the whole posse
chorus.
er Isprang over the counter, and near
a knocking down cousin Harry in the do
., way, and never stopped until / was ss
20 on the sofa by the side Of my sympai
izing Jennie.
DE Harry told me afterwards that a