Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1867-06-12

locked and the family were about retir-
ing for the night
A ring at the front door. Mrs. Gran
gers heart sank-Mr. Granger drew a
| sigh and went to the door.
On the steps were two trunks, and as
many bandboxes, several bundles
poodle dog, a fat, red-faced man, a wO-
man of about the same style, and four
children.
"My dear brother Granger /" cried the
man, seizing Mr.. Granger's hand, and
giving it a heart-rending wiring. 81 am
the Rev. Asa Demonstrating timer
ant-and this is my wife, and these are
my children. We came at once to your
house, because we knew you would be
mortally offended if we did not. My
wife is a great invalid dreadful suf-
ferer Been sick for seven years And
will speak of it now in the beginning,
we must sleep where there is a fire
wouldn't have Eliza Jane to sleep away
from the fire for a thousand dollars and
! I want your wife to see that the sheets
are well-aired before an open fire, very
fine My wife is nervous-ezceedingly
nervous she couldn't sleep a wink in
course sheets. Linen is the best, if you
have them" aA-
"I should die before morning if I had
to sleep in coarse sheets p cried Mrs.
browne, a stout, fat-faeed woman of for
ty-fve or fifty. "I came very near 60
ing to my last home about a week ago
from sleeping on an unbleaehed pillow
case. They thought was dead for over
two hours !"
"Have you a stuffed chair ?" exelaim-
ed Mrs. browne, "I can not sit moment
on an uncushioned chair; And I will
take little tea, and a bowl of oysters,
or piece of minee pie feel so faint "
"And I will trouble you for a cup of
coffee" said Mr.. browne, ''it will be a
sort of stay to my stomach till supper is
ready. What time will you have sup
per ?"
Mrs. Granger retired to the heat of
the stove-her temples throbbing to burst
ing-and her heart the least bit rebelling
at the influx of those exacting visitors.
''I want some ginger bread, and some
milk, - yelled Abel, the eldest boy. "Tm
half-starved ! Where's the cupboard? I'll
help myself .--...
'I want doughnut," yelled Priscilla ;
''and if I can't have that rocking-chair
that Mr.. Granger's sitting in, / don't
stay so there !"
"What a little mean rooml' said Mic
odemus. @By crackee what's that on
the tabIe?" and he flew at a statuette of
Psyehe-presented to Mr.. Granger by a
dear friend, who was then dead, and
was very highly valued on that oocount.
"Hello p cried Necodemus, otis slip
perry, hain't it ?" and down went the
Psyche on the foor-caVing in the fore
head, and splitting off the largest part
of the nose.
Mr.. Granger sprang up with an excla-
nation of dismay
"Oh, it's no matter !" said Mrs browne,
"you can mend it again with some of
Spaulding's glue. Imended a mug with
it the other day I hate them things
standing around on tables they look
like dead folks. Mrs. Granger, it seems
to me you dress a little too stylish for a
wife of a minister of the gospel You've
got a red ribbon on your hair, I observe.
Now, I never allow myself to wear red
ribbons. try to make myself as plain
as possible" " Esf
"You needn't try very hard, said Mrs.
Granger, to herself.
"My wife is a model for a minister S
wife" said Mr.: browne 'Would there
were more like her. Eliza Jane, my
love, you ought to have a bath. Mrs.
Granger will see to it at once"
After awhile the Drownes were got of
to bed. Such a supper as they had eat
en- Mrs. Granger drew long breath in
thinking of it. She had never dreamed
of such achievements in the eating line.
The next morning everything went
Wrong-Mr. Drowne's dyspepsia was
worse-he must have fresh eggs, and
soda crackers, and dry toast, and some
cream and honey and coffee. His appe-
tite was dreadful poor.
Mrs. browne was wretched. She had
not slept wink because there were hens
feathers in the bed. She was sure of it
and she never could sleep on hens
feathers. They stuffed her up so !
The children amused themselves with
cutting paper, and too late Mr.. Granger
made the discovery that his sermon, on
which he had spent the previous day,
had been converted into paper dolls, and
horses with any number of legs from two
to twenty.
claw, sake don't take on aboutitl'
said Mrs. browne. "The little dears
didn't mean to do it. Bless'em."
Just after dinner, Aunt Peggy Trim
Mrs. Granger's aunt, arrived on visit
Aunt Peggy was a very determined per.
son, and she took charge of the kitcher
at once and sent Mrs. Granger off tt
church with her husband. The Drownel
were not we'll enough to go, they said.
Mrs. browne read story, and Mr.
, browne lay on the sofa and slept Sud
denly, Mrs. browne missed Fan, the poo
t die. .-s a
, "Good gracious p cried she, "Whor,
/ is FAM"
, The children looked up from their EN-
ployment of smearing the pictures of
handsome POlyglot Bible with red ink
5 and. giggled. "What have you don
|, with Fanny?" queried their mother.
"We've had a funeral" said Abel
= with a grin.
GA funeral" !" shrieked Mrs. browne
? 7I"Wbat do you mean 2"