Daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1865, 1860-04-30
hes coming tomorrow I .,fGitf,,te about

s"Weli, MF. IulNlYer, rye put inc SheetS
out for the best bed, and Kezia's got 'em
hanging at the fire. They aren't the best
sheets, but they're good enough for any
body to sleep in, be he who hu wlli for
as for them best Holland sheets, should
repent buying EN-, only they'll do to lay US
out in. An if you Was to die tomorrow,
Mr.. Tulliver, they're manglcd beautiful, an
all ready, an smell o. lavender ais II 'ud be
pleasure to lay them out; "m' they lie at
the lcft-hand corner o the big oaLem chest,
at the back-not as ] should trust any
body to look 'em out but myself
AS Mrs. Tulliyer uttered the last sem
tcnce, she drew bright bunch of keys
from her pocket, and singled ont one, rub
bing her thumb and finger up and down it
with q placid smile while she looked atthe
clear FIRE. If Mr.. TulliYer had been n sus-
ceptibIe man in his conjugal relation, he
might have supposed that she drew out
the key to aid her Imagination in antici-
pating the moment when he would be in II
state to Justify the production of the best
Holland sheets. Happily he was not so;
he was only susceptible in respect of his
right to water power; moreover, he had
the marital habit of not listening very
closely, and, since his mention of Mr.. Riley,
had been apparently occupied in tactile
examination of his woolcn stockings.
sI think I've hit it, Bessy," was his first
remark after n short silence. 'Rilcy's as
likely man as any to know o some
school; he's had schooling himself an
goes about to all sorts o. places-ardttra-
tin and vniIyin' and that. And we shall
have time to talk it over Tomorrow night
when the business is done. want Tom
to be such a sort O man as Riley you
know-as can talk pretty nigh as we'll as if
.. FoH
good lot o. words ns don't mean much, so
as you can't lay hold of EN- i law and II
good solid knowledge o business, too
s.WelI," said Mrs, TulIiyer' $50 far as
talking proper and knowing everything,
and walking with bend in his back, and
setting his hair up, | shouldn't mind the
lad being brought up to that. But them
fine-talking men from the hig towns most
lv wear the false shirt-fronts; they wear
frilI till it's mess, and then hide it with
q bid; know Riley does. And then, if
Toms to go and live at Mudport, like Riley,
he'll have house with Il kitchen hardly
big enough to turn in, an nivcr get a fresh
egg for his breakfast, an sleep up three
pair o. stairs-or four, for what know
an be burnt to death before lie can get
down"
..No, no." said Mr.. Tulliver, "Tve no
thoughts of his going to Mndport: / mean
him TO set up his office at St. Ogg's, close
by us an live at home. But" continued
Mr.. ruliver, after a pause, "what I'm IL
bit afraid on is, as Tom hasn't got the
right sort o brains for a smart fellow.
doubt he's a bit slowish. He takes after
your family, Betsy"
ayes. that he docs,' said Mrs Tulliver,
accepting the last proposition entirely on
its own merits; hes wonderful for liking
a deal O. salt in his brotH. That WAS my
brothers way, and my fathers before
him"
ut seems a bit of pity, thought said
Mr.. Tullivcr, ':as the lad should take after
the mothers side instead o the little
weuch. That's the worst ont wi the
crossing o. breeds: you can never calkilnte
whatll come ont. The little un takes "f-
ter my side now; she's twice as cute as
Tom. Too cute tor woman, Pm afraid
continued Mr.. Tuliver, turning his head
obviously FIRST on one side and then on the
other -s.Its no mischief much while she's
a little un, but nm over-'cutc woman's no
better nor long tailed sheep-shell
fetch none the bigger price for that"
"Ycs, it is a mischief while she's little
un. Mr. Tulliver, for it all runs to nauglti-
ness. How to keep her in a clean pinutore
two hours together passes my cunning.
An, now you put me in mind, continued
Mrs. Tullivcr, rising and going TO the win
dow, II don't know where she is now, an
it's pretty nigh tea-tine. An! l thought
sO-wanderin up an down by the water,
like II wild thing: shc'Il tumble in some
day"
Mrs. Tulliver raped the window sharp
lv, beconed, and saook her head-a pro-
cess which she repeated more than once
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