Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1864-12-08

the stairs 60 I will finish this bit of vine ;
you know am the Oldest and ought in JUS
tlce to be married first, so pray give me a
chance to take the last stitch"
The last stitch was soon taken; then a
dozen pair of scissors were busy moment
| among the hastings, and the beautiful album
quilt dropped to the carpet completed except
the binding.
I'VE must send her some pieces of calico
to bind it with" said Fanny Grant land,
after all, it is pleasant to think that some of
Maggie's work will be mingled with our own. u
The frames were tied together and left
standing IN one corner of the room, the
shreds picked from the carpet, the fire ex-
tngulshed and the precious quilt folded and
laid on stand in the corner of the room.
then closing the door, the whole band went
softly up stairs, and throwing themselves on
ne beds, slept so soundly that Grandma
Meals call to breakfast, an hour and hall
later, fell apon unheeding ears.
Poor things they worked so hard so
hard yesterday they're done out It's Just as
L expected. Let them sleep and rest" And
the kind old lady thought of Maggie. and
made Josiah's coffee even sweeter than was
her wont.
Before long, however, the clatter of wheels
before the house brought the sleepers to
their feet; and leaning over the bannisters
they waited the development Grandma
Neal first admitted Deacon Bates, and then
sent Josiah to ring the dinner bell furiously
at the foot of the stairs thereby causing the
ambushed to fall back out Of sight Then
she went to take the last peep at Maggie's
box before mailing it. 1t was all right, only
the pillows that she had squeezed in the place
where the album quilt should have been,
would puff up here and there, defying all her
efforts to close the box neatly. Just then
Mrs Neal discovered that the hammer and
nails were at the barn, ard dispatched Josiah
for them.
"Now, Deacon Bates, while we are wait
ing, want you just to take a peep at the
quilt we felt so disappointed about" said
Grandma Neal, leading the way to the parlor.
"Then you know you can describe it to her,
though the girls say they shall write and tell
her about it. just look, Deacon. Men don't
usually care much about such things, bur-this
quilt"
Here the old lady opened the door and
looked IN, and the good deacon who had fol-
lowed, declaring that he felt quite curious to
see an album quilt, looked in also. The old
lady did not faint, nor stagger backward, fall
ing into the deacon's arms, as the novel writ
ers might have it, but she simply threw I'D
both hands and CALCULATED
Mercy on US! Where's that quilt I?
What on earth has been been done with that
quilt ?" &C., as most sensible ladies would
have done in her place.
"There are the frames" she continued,
walking into the room, " and here, did you
ever see the like Those supernatural girls
have finished the quilt, and left it folded on
the stand !"
And then, before she had recovered half
her wits, the room was suddenly filed with
the chattering, wondering little bodies, bid
ding Deacon Bates and Grandma Neal GER
emonious good morning, declaring that they
must have some salve for their smarting
fingers, and scolding Josiah for not keeping
the breakfast warm.
And SO the incorrigibIe pillows came out of
Maggie's box, and the album quilt went in,
and Deacon Bates drove off, asserting that
there was true grit in those girls, and he
wished he could take them to the West,
every mothers daughter of them, to make
wives for the emigrant farmers.-Oho Far
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