The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1865-02-01
.'Tom !.'rom r. l said, "do but see

hands in his pockets, and began to wbis.
lie. Now if there is one thing more az.
gravat ug than another to wcmsnkind, it
is to hear man whistle in that way. 1t
is so tauntalizing, SO expressive Of doubt,
of disbelief, in short, Of everything
wounding to the feelings of sensitive
person.
"You needn't whistle, Tom," said
rather Grossly. II wish somebody would
drown that horrid Rover II
They'd find it difficult process my
DEAR" Tom observ ed with little chuck
lie. "Rover swims like duck"
l began to be little indignant at Ro-
ver's master, as we'll as Rover, SO didn' t
take any notice of that remark. Tom
went on little more seriously: Louise
how do you know Rover did the mis-.
chief? You shouldn't condemn even a
dog without proof. l think it is quite as
likely to have been Tabby."
"Tabby indeed' answered with an
involuntary burst of indignation. "How
could the little thing have Knocked over
that large heavy jar! Nonsense, Tom,
your partislity to Rover makes you blind
to his faults and quite unjust to POOR
Tabby She was far enough from here.
I'm sure. OF course it was your ugly,
rough dog"
Toms face grew little red.
"My dear" he said with great dignity,
you allow your feelings to run away
with you. Perhaps it will be as we'll to
investigate the facts before you decide.
If the door had been properly closed,
neither cat nor dog could have come in
to the parlor. But the tea bell has rung
and you had better go up and take off
your things Immediately"
Now, ordinarily, Tom would have
gone up with me, but tonight he took
out his new spapsr and seated himself
in an easy chair, not vouchsafing a single
glance at me. This behavior with his
reference to my having left the door
open, was almost too much. Up in my
room, alone, / was sorely tempted to sit
down and have good cry, poor woman's
usual resort. But there was some anger
mingled with my grief, and Tom shouldn't
see me cry yeti So choked down my
tears, re-srfanged my hair with due de
and walked down stairs with
as much dignity as Tom himself.
"Tom," | said, as | passed the parlor.
Il am ready for tea now"
I didn't wait for him as I usually did.
but | did go through the ball and down
the stairs rather slowly, hoping that he
would join me- He did not, however,
but rose very leisurly, and sauntered
along behind me, whistling. 1t was the
FIRST meal that we had not gone down to-
sether. I think Mrs. Macnally must
nave seen something little peculiar in
our behavior, for she gave us both keen
ook, but as she never spoke unless she
was spoken to, she "made no sign" but
performed her offices at the table in the
Usual way. Indeed there was almost a
silence in the room. Tom looked high
y Indifferent, and I extremely sulky.
At last, as Mrs. Macnally, her mission
,eing ended, was about to leave the
oom, Tom spoke
"Mrs. Macnally. can you tell me who
'roke the large jar, in the parlor?"
"There sir" she began as far from the
'oint as possible "ye see, l was at my
work n the kitchen when ysz wint out,
md for awhile the house was jist as still
S made be. But bime by, I hears an
awful nize and before / cud git to the
oor, Tabby rim by, and Rover sfter'er.
hey feared up. the stairs as if they was
mad, and right into the parlor and af-
er'um. Tabby, she ejst rio round und
ound. and Rover after'er, and at last she
umped right on the edge of the jar, and
sover dashed right against it, and over
swint, and broke all in PAGES. And so
ir, ye sees," she said, turning from me,
D whom she had addressed the main part
t her narrative 10, TO answer Toms
uestion:"I can'tjist say how it was
id, for it was rally both of them. ex.
ect it wasjist loike all troubles between
fault on 9th Sides" Tom
ave a glance at me, "that will do, now,