The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-02-10

SAINT PAUL. FRIDAY,
pipe IA hat and not boot eg!-fhat
hat!-Looking back at it through the
mists of twenty-five years, it seems to have
risen to the stature Of two full feet, while
its brim appears little wider than my thumb
nail. Ny eyesight isn't quite as perfect as
it used to be, and so I may not see quite
rightly. Make all due allowance, dear
reader.
say that must have looked ugly at
that moment. Be that as it may, I
thought that was looking splendidly I
thought the figure I out was an honor to
the name of Brown, and was proud of it
AS I stalked up to Janets window and
carefully placed the ladder that was to bear
her to my side. Everything was silent
about the house. Fate was surely with
US. Fanny had been bribed into service.
As I stood there / could see her figure fit
noiselessly to and fro by the window-and
how / blessed her-blessed her from the
very bottom of my heart for her kindness.
At last Janet commenced descending
the ladder, and as she did 80 the moon
crawled in out of sight under huge
black cloud The heavens favored US
our success might be looked upon a. q
fixed fact. Three steps more upon the
ladders rounds, aud Janetis little dainty
feet would stand on terra Ji,ma with my
own. The steps were taken, and she held
for moment fondly by the sleeves of my,
blue broadoloth before we looked up to
the window, both with appraised hands, to
catch q small bundle of clothing that
Fanny was to throw down to us, and
which we had no other means to carry
with us.
BE quiet, Fan," whispered Janet, a.
her sister appeared at the window and
poised the bundle above our heads. "Be
quiet, Fan, for heavens sake, aad drop it
Quickly!"
But Fanny still stood there, swinging
backwards and forwards the huge bundle,
without needing Janet's earnest entreaty.
"Do, do throw it, Fanny dear! Do
have mercy on me! What If father should
know of this2 What if he should be
awakened ?"
"La, give 1t to her, Fan; don tplague your
sister-she's in hurry!" called q voice
at that moment from the closed blinds at
the parlor window, which voice belonged
to none other than DR.. Stoddard.
"Give her the things; and toll the boys
to carry bag of potatoes, q cheese, and
some wheat and corn to the cart. Janet
must have q setting out, only be still
about it, Fam"
For moment we were petrifed upon
the spot: thought should fall to the
ground. What should we do-run, faint,
die, evaporate, or 60 msd7 While we
stsod undecided, tive huge mattresses fell
at our feet from the window, followed at
once by sheets pillow-cases, table-cloths,
and sundry other articles necessary to the
setting out of respectable se.keeping
establishment.
"Mother, mother, don't one of these
new feather beds belong to Janet ?" called
Charlie Stoddard from one part of the
house.
"Yes, yes, and bolster, and q pair of
nice pillows, too. Garry 'em right out Of
the front door, was the answer.
"Whose horse have you, Jason 2" asked
to doctor, pushing up the blind; "your
fathers?'
"Y.e-e-e-s, sir, ;" stammered.
Humph didn't you know better than
that7 that old gray isn't worth q button
to go. Why didn't you come up to my
barn aud get my black marea Sam, Sam,
hurry away straight to the barn, and har-
ness Black Molly for Jason. If you'll be-
heve it, he was going to start off with bis
fathers old horse Be quick, Sam-work
lively-theyre in hurry; it's time they
were off"
"Hsve you anything with you, Janet, to
eat on the road ?" put in Mrs. Stoddard,
poking her head out of the window.
"No, ma'am, !" falteIed Janet, moving a
step or two from me.
"Wen, that's good forethought. And
as l live, there isn't a bit of cake cooked
in the house, either! Can you make some
white bread and bacon, and some brown
bread and cheese do, Jason7 It's all We
have"
eyes, ma'am," said, meekly, stepping
easily as / could q little further from
Janet.
"Look, father and mother, quick, now
the moon is out, and see Jasons new coat
and hat! called Fan from the window,
her merry voice choked with suppressed
laughter. "Isnr that q splendid one,
father? Just look at the length of his
tall"
'Just give me my glasses, wife" said the
doctor. SIS it q new one, Jason!"
eyes, sir, it is rather new," said, Civ
ing an eager look in the direction of the
lane.
"Well," drawled the doctor, eyeing me
slyly, "that coat is handsome"
s'And his hat, father, called the wicked
little Fan.
"I declare!" exclaimed the doctor.
"Wife, wife. look here and see Jasons
coat and haiti"
What should I do,-stand there till
morning before that incessant fire of
wordsS Should I sneak off slowly, as