The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1866-11-30
WI EXPERIENCE ATA NEW ENGLAND
SEWING CIRCLE

The Christian tables Of this co,lgreqa.
ton are iQrHed to meet THURSDAY eUe,
ming, at tie residence Of 1lfr. ,Saireller
to form Seeing .Seciety. 4 f,dt 1T
tendance is requested.
Such, my dear hearers, reads no.
tice / find on my sacred desk this
morning, and 1 read it in hopes you
will profit thereby.
We will now sing Psalm 13l, first
two stanzas-
Ny heart not naughty is, 0 Lord
Mine eyes not lofty be;
Nor do deal in matters great
Or things too high for me!
| surely have myself behaved
With meek spirit and mild
As chi d of mother Yeaned, my soul
Is like weaned chill.
All sing!
soayo I, ouIly!1 Noln bully splr-
it but with a sort of puritanicaI mean,
ing, and concluded to go. Mrs. Sniv-
eller-Mrs. Deacon SniyeIler-lived
in large, white house, in a stone patch
under the hill. down by her husbands
button shop. Mrs. SnivelIer was a
leading horse, 30 called, in the team OF
benevoIence at Buttonville She had q
little peaked red nose, about right tC
open clans with; a nervous jerk to hel
head, spiral enticers, and a waterfall
the size Of a plum pudding, but filled
with more ingredients. Deacon Sniv
eller passed the plate Sabbaths and
took the funds home to count. Mr.
Sniveller always gave with iberality
on the next Sunday!
| wanted to 90. I borrowed hool
skirts, waterfall and etceteras l puff
ed my front hair, slung my waterfall
on my bump of Obstinacy, hoisted al
onion into the ridicule l carried on my
left arm, shouIdered cotton umbrella
took a piece Of red flannel to make ;
shirt for some little innocent bud OF
the tree of Abolitionism, and saileC
forth as the Yankee struck two.
Mrs. Snivil.er was in. The iron
parlOr and the middle was full of nobl
women, while the best bed room wa,
full Of bOnnets, green umbrellas anC
retscules, in (which to carry home swee
cakes, tarts, biscuit, plum bits, appl
cores, and little things slyly slippe'
from Mr.. Sniviler's table.
Mrs. SniviIler didn't know me.
| told her was little Sally Squiggles, a
what lived there ten years afOre, and
had been South teachin skule!
"Lordy massy, 50 it is! Why, hoy
natural you do look, now it all come
/ to me again! Bless me! Let me kis
my dear Sally who has escaped from
the wretches m-And angelic Mrs
! SniviIler came near putting my ey
/ hOrs du combat with the end of he
nose!
| was introduced. Nineteen wome
were glad 10 see me and kissed thei
dear little Sally, til! my waterfall so
skrewed clear round under my left ca
and | began to feel a rising sensatio
in my throat from the hugging the
and there given, or words to that e
feet.
After / had been so affectionatel
gone through, | went into the be
room to reconstruct. Gracious! NJ
waterfall had got under my left eal
making me look as if some ugly ma
of sin had lifted me one with bras
knuckIes and forgot to take it hom
with him, while my beautiful fror
| hair resemb!ed a garden full of pc
vines after hurricane. But | retaine
my composure and went out and be
came the centre of attraction.
"My dear Sallyw
''Precious Sallyn
Little Sally Squiggles, sure Z
noughr
$50 glad you cum hum J"
Meow dew tell us all about it,"
II Mrs. Sniviller was made chairw
man, and the following resolution