The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-10-10

ApSh AAS AAASA 0S"ANI 49,
sweep in the road, aud he almost eHvied
the quiet life of William Corney.
"Walk in, Squire; walk in" said
Uncle William, beaming all over with
hearty hospitality. "My wife'll be pow
erful glad to see you. Dolly here's a
gentleman that knows your brother Hi
rams folks in York, and he's brought
me pair of slippers that our little Violet
worked for her old Uncle,-Dolly, | say
Dolly !"
Aud Mrs. Corney came tripping in, a
rosy matron of about forty five, with
sunny brown hair under the neatest of
caps, and a complexion like her own ap-
pie blossoms. She held out her plump
palm with a welcome no whit less cordial
than her husbands.
"Well?' calculated Uncle William,
lost in admiration of the slippers he was
turning round and round on his ponder
Gus hand, eff these lalocks and pinks
amt Just as material - Halo p
The little purple note fell to the floor,
Uncle William started as if full grown
fairy had huttered out of his slippers.
dts for you, Dolly" he said to his
wife, carefully picking 1t up. "a letter
from Violet [ calculate. Sit down,
Square, sit down-tea'Il be ready pres
emily, and you must be clean beat out,
travelling all the way from York "
Meanwhile Aunt Dolly, leaning against
the kitchen dresser, read VioIet's note
twice over. Slowly and thoughtfully the
second time. Then she set her lips close
together and winked her hazel eyes very
hard.
II have it," said Aunt Dolly.
Auut Dolly knew what she was about
too, when she uttered those three magic
monosyllables. She wac woman, from
the crown of her head to the soIes of her
feet-a real, genuine, contriving, ,man@u-
vering, warm hearted woman-and Aunt
Dolly was mistress Of her situation.
$50 you're thinking Of matrimony, Mr..
Pellet ?" said Aunt DolIy,as she extended
a fragrant cup of tea to the smiling
bachelor.
"Dear me How did you become
aware of it T' simpered Mr.. Pellet.
"NIy dear sir, ,: smiled Aunt Dolly, eve
womankind know such things by intuition
Well, Violet is charming glrl-we al
know that-and she'll make the sweetest
little wife in the world"
"Mr. Pellet blushed to the bald spot
on the top of bis head.
"Of course-of course-that is," he
suffered, off she'll have me"
40, she'll have you, certainly" said
Mrs. Corney, graciously: "tbere's no sort
of doubt on that snbject."
Mr.. Pellet Illuminated all of sudden
into a radient, seIfcomplacent smile.
"I have always thought, Mrs, Corney,"
that housekeeping was preferable to
boarding"
"To be 8ure," said Aunt Dolly, "Violet
is a splendid housekeeper. I have trained
her myself, Mr.. Pellet she is my double
in all respects Whatever [ do, Violet
does, to degree of still greater perfec
ton r"
"By the way" said Aunt Dolly, low
ering her voice to a mysterious whisper,
as she urged on his acceptance plate of
limpid peach preserves, "have you spoken
the momentous question yes 2"
"Not yet, but | shall certainly ask it
Immediately on my return to town"
"You will find her a very superior
said Aunt Dolly, "Her
notions of domestic cleanliness are formed
after my own model. How often [ have
heard the dear child declare her unalter-
able resolution to clean house six times
a year when she was housekeeper. All
enterprising little thing -
"Cleanlness is the next thing to god
liness," said Mr.. Pellet, trying to look
wise, while Uncle William stared and
drank his tea, and stared again, in a ST
lent species Of amazement.
The next morning it Grained pi:ch-
forks Aunt Dolly was up with the
dawn and by the time Mr. Pellet made
bis appearance, with keen appetite for
breakfast, she had a grand "houseclean-
ing" under way There was no comfort
anywhere about the house there was
40 breakfast, only "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 liv
ing without a shelter of some kind.
"This Is housekeeping, is it" ex,
claimed Mr. Pellet, as he sat down on a
patent hay-cutter beside the plutosoph-
ical William.
oval, my wife's allowed to be a first
rate housekoeper," remarked the latter,
chewing vigorously at bit of shining
yellow straw.
"And Violet has been trained by her."
thought Mr.. Pellet, with a sudden pang
of irresolution.