Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1860-07-06
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NANCY BLYNNS LOVERS.

William Tansley, familiarly called Tip,
having finished his afternoons work in
Judge Boxton's garden, MIXED the COWS,
and given the calves and pigs their supper
not forgetting to make sure of his own,
stole out of the house with his Sunday
"a sparkling" Tips manner of setting
about this delicate business was character
istic of his native shrewdness. He usual
ly went we'll provided with gifts; and on
the present occasion, before quitting the
Judges premises, he +" drew ;" upon GER
tain barrel in the barn, which was his
bank, where he had made, during the day,
frequent deposits of green corn, of the
diminutive species called tuchet-s smuggled
in from the garden, and designed for roast
ing and eating with the widow Blynn's pret-
ty daughter. Steaithily, in the dusk, stop
ping now and then to listen, Tip brought out
the little milky ears from beneath the
straw, crammed his pockets with them,
| and packed full the crown of his old straw
hat; then. with the sides of his jacket dis
tended, his trowsers bulgcd, and top
pling weight on his head, he peeped eau
tiously from the door to see that the way
was clear for an escape to the orchard,
and thence, cross lots,' to the widow
Blynn's house.
Tip was creeping furtively behind
wall, STOPPING, with one hand steadying
his hat, and the other his pockets, when
voice called his name
1t was the voice of Ccphas Boxton.-
Now if there was person in the world
whom Tip feared and hated, it was &c that
Cephe; " and this for many reasons, the
chief of which was that the Judges son
did, upon occasions, fiirt with Miss Nancy
Blynn, who, sharing the popular prejudice
in favor of fine clothes and riches, prefer
red, apparently, a single passing glance
from Cephas to all Tips gifts and atten-
tions
Tip dropped down behind the wall.
Zip Tansley." again called the ha-
ted voice
But the proprietor of that euphonious
name not choosing to answer to it, remain
ed quiet, one hand still supporting his hat,
the other his pockets, while young Boxton,
to whom glimpses of the aforesaid hat, ap-
pearing over the edge of the wall had
previously been visible, stepped quickly
and noiselessly to the spot Tip crouch
ed, with his unconscious eyes in the grass
Cepnas watched him good-humoredly, lean
ing over the wall.
' If it isn't Tip. what is it?" And Ce-
phas struck one side of the distended jack
ct with his cane. An ear of corn dropped
out. He struck the other side, and out
dropped another ear. A couple of smart
blows across the back succeeded, followed
by more corn, and at the same time Tip,
getting up, and endeavoring to protect his
pockets, let 90 his hat, which fell off, spill
ling its contents in the grass.
Z" Did you call?" gasped the panic
stricken Tip.
The rivals stood with the wall between
them-as ludicrous contrast, I dare as
sert, as ever two lovers of one woman pre-
sented.
Tip, abashed and afraid, brushed the
hair out of his eyes. and made an unsuc-
cessful attempt to look the handsome and
smiling Cephas in the face.
Do you pretend not to hear, with all
these ears?' p said the Judges son.
II was huntin' fur a shoes string"
murmured Tip, casting dismayed glances
along the ground. Il lost one here
som 'eres.''
"Tip," said Cephas, putting his cane
under Master Tansley's chin to assist him
in holding up his head. ''look me in the
eye, and tell me-what is the difference
twixt you and that corn?"
"I d'n know-what? And liberia
ting his chin, Tip dropped his head again,
and began kicking in the grass in search
of the imaginary shoe-string.
i" That is lying on the ground, and you
are lying-on your feet" said Cephas
Tip replied that he was going to the
woods for bean-poles, and that he took the
corn to feed the cattle in the 'back pastur',
cause they hooked
g wish you were as innocent of hook
ing as the cattle are y said the incredu-
lous Cephas. $50 and put the saddle on
Pericles."
Tip proceeded in straight line to the
stable, his pockets dropping corn by the
way, while Cephas, laughing quietly, walk
ed up and down under the trees.
Hoss's ready" muttered Tip, from
the barn-door
Instead of leading Pericles out, he left
him in the stall, and climbed up into the
hay-loft to hide, and brood over his mis-
fortune until his rival was gone. 1t was
not alone the affair of the stolen corn that
troubled Tip but from the fact that Per-
icles was ordered, he suspected that Ce-
phas likewise purposed paying visit to
Nancy Blynn. Resolved to wait and
watch his departure, he lay under the dus
ty roof. chewing the bitter cud of envy,
and now and then stem of neW-mown
Timothy, till Cephas entered the stalls be-
meath. and said, Be still in his clear,
resonant tones, to Pericles
Pericles uttered a quick, low whinny of
recognition, and ceased paving the floor
G. Are you there, Ccphas?" !" presently
said amt ha1 ,-o1o,