The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1864-12-02


she set her lips close together and
winked her hazel eyes very hard.
81 have it, said Aunt Dolly.
Aunt Dolly knew what she was
about, too, when she uttered those
three magic monosyllables. She was
woman, from the crown of her head
to the soles of her trim feet-a real
genuine, contriying, manmuvering
warmhearted woman-and Aunt Dol
ly was mistress of her situation.
$50 you're thinking of matrimony,
MIR. PelletY" said Aunt Dolly, as she
extended fragrant cup of tea to the
smiling bachelor.
Dear me How did you become
aware Of it," simpered Mr.. Pellet.
'My dear sirl" smiled Aunt Dolly,
eve womenkind know such things by
intuition Well, Violet is a charming
girl--we all know that-and she'll
make the sweetest little wife in the
world"
Mr.. Pellet blushed to the bald spot
on the top of his head.
"Of course-of course-that is, he
suffered, IF she will have me.
ooh, she'll have you certainly"
said Mrs Corney, graciously; there's
no sort of doubt on that subject.
Mr. Pellet illuminated all of a sud-
den into radiant, self-complacent
smile.
Il have always thought, Mrs. Cor
ney,' he said, buttering his toast, chat
housekeeping was infinitely preferable
to boarding"
"To be sure" said Aunt Dolly, "Yi-
olet is splendid housekeeper. l have
trained her myself Mr.. Pellet; she is
my double in all respects. Whatever
! do, Violet does, to degree of still
greater perfection
by the way, said aunt Dolly, low
ering her voice to a mysterious whis-
per, as she urged on his acceptance a
plate Of limpid peach preserves, "have
you spoke the momentous question
yet? ?"
"Not yet, said Mr.. Pellet, sheepish-
ly; but l shall certainly ask it imme-
diately on my return to town
you'll find her very superior
housekeeper," said Aunt Dolly "Her
notions of domestic cleanliness are
formed after my own model. How Of
ten l have heard the dear child declare
her unalterable resolution to clean
house six times year when she was q
housekeeper All me-the enterpris-
ing little thingl"
Cleanliness is next to godliness, q"
said Mr.. Pellet, trying to look wise,
while uncle Amaziah started and
drank his tea, and started again in a
silent species of amazement.
The next morning it "rained pitch
forks" Aunt Dolly is up with the
dawn; and by the time Mr. Pellet
made his appearance, with keen APP
petite for breakfast, she had grand
"house-cleaning" under way. There
was no comfort anywhere about the
house; there was no breakfast-only
a cold snack" and finally the 'men
folks had to take refuge in the barn
the rain continuing to pour down so
violently that there was no living with
out shelter Of some kind.
This is housekeeping is it?" ex-
claimed Mr.. Pellet, as he sat down ON
patent hay-cutter beside the pluto
sophical Amaziah.
oval, my wife's allowed to be first
rate housekeeper, remarked the lat
ter, chewing vigorously at a bit of
SHINING yellow straw.
And Violet has been trained by
her thought Mr.. Pellet with a sud
den pang of irresolution.
Dinner time came-but no roast
lamb and dainty vegetables.
1--WE mostly put up with cold snacks
cleanin' house tines said Amaziah, as
he presented plate of indescribably
fossilized viands to his visitor Ny
wife don't lil.e to be bothered cookin'
hot things"
"How long does house cleaning
last ?" asked Mr.. Pellet, grating his
teeth against bony sandwich.
"Oh, two or three weeks
81 shall catch my death of cold,' he
thought "Well it serves me right
for ever thinking of getting married -
The next day he took the cars for
New York, having previously ''taken"
heavy cold in his head, in a rain that
penetrated to his very skin. What
did he care for rain? The Deluge it
self wouldn't have kept him a day
longer in Amaziah Conveys house.