The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1866-03-02

The boldness of that Iiddy Lizer,
vow never half knew what it was
until about gower planting time /
went unexpectedly into the garden,
and saw the girl, with seeds and roots
III her hands, talking to Mr.. Ashton
some rubbish about loving flowers, and
feeling that they were her friends.
Ma, said Araminta, cts very plain
Mr.. Ashton is in love, but he don't
say any thing. / can't tell why"
You don't lead him on, l said.
"Iompkins don't need any loading
on, ma, said Araminta.
1t was provoking Mr. Ashton had
been there six months, and Aramintas
millincr's bills were frightful. Liddy
Lhzer was past seventeen now, abso-
lutely refused to wear aprons at all
and would put her hair back with
combs and let it grow. She was han
dy, too, and made herself look alto
gether too fxy for hired girl. Just
then, too, she started up to go to Sun
day evening meetings; and what with
the minister's wife and the knowledge
that she was quite neaS the end Of her
time with me and very useful, let her
have more of her own way Besides,
had not so much time to think of
her. My mind was full Of Araminta's
prospects.
At last one night--a Sunday, in the
first of May Araminta said:
Il am going to find out what Mr.
Ashton does with himself Sundays.
Well, the child came home at half
past niie pale as a ghost
Mother | followed Mr.. Ashton,
and he went to II Methodist meeting
Us that all ?" | asked
mo, ma said NIinty; 'wait min
ute He sat in the middle aisle, and
! went into the gallery; and pretty
soon | saw our Liddy Lizer come ill.,
and march up the aisle and seat her
self beside him, and they spoke, and
looked on the same book, and, ma, he
saw her home
you mean she followed on after
him, / suppose"
No, ma; she took his arm
| could not sleep all night for think
ing of it.
At daybreak l went down stairs
There was i.iddy Lizer frying frittors
for thceary boardcrs. She looked
up and said:
food morning.
can you have the face to speak to
me? l said You are found ont,
miss; your character IS known at last
know why you go to church SO
much
She blushed but said nothing.
MY house is a respectable one, and
Ill have no ill-behayed creature here.
Your time Is up IN week; find place
by then, and take yourself off then
, sooner if you can.
She did not fire up, but said
Yes. ma'am
Not another word, only "Ies,
J., ma'am. And it made me 50 angry
that / struck her Aud then l turned,
| and saw Mr. Ashton looking at us
from the hall!
week went by, and on Saturday
{ Liddy Lizer came to me and said,
quite coolly:
"You wouldn't mind my leaving this
evening, presume, Mrs. Trab p
The sooner the better" | replied.
An hour after, she came to say
, Good bye"
Goodbye, Liddy Lizer' said,
only don't come to me for character
for | could not give yen one.
q sha'nt come, Mrs Trab - she said,
! and went away as lady might with q
little polite bow Cook followed, and
! came back to tell me she had gone to
5 the minister's.
| "Araminta," ! said after tea, "it's
, plain that Liddy Lizer has deceived
Mrs. Scrantum. It's our duty to &
t around and let her know what the
, girls real character is. Our duty us
/ Christians, Minty." SO we went
: The minister's house was lighted up
e and peeping through the window we
= saw that the parlors were full.
"A donation party or something
said. "Methodists are always having
such things. Wen Just make oui-
selves sociable and find chance to tel
Mrs. Scrantum as if by accident
Strangers are always welcome at sucl
g times
So we went in. The servant (it
, wasn't Liddy Lizer) asked us to steI
up stairs and take off Our things. Ano
, then we went down into the parlor.
e "Why, ma" said Araminta, its {
wedding y
And sure enough, Mr. Scrantun
stood in the middle OF the floor, witt
4 couple beside him.
r Mr. Ashton, ma, whispered Ar
. aminta. And oh, goodness gracious
S Just then the bride stepped alounC
t so that | could see her, and | wondei
t l didn't drop to the floor, for it was
: Liddy Lizer And Mrs. Scrantum
e sister was her bridesmaid.
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