The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1868-10-13


the good Samaritan, and 90 with the oil
and the wine, when she should have dis.
covered the nature of the family wound
SO, whenever one OF the Writings came
in sight, she put down her paper and put
up her glass,
"Bctjamin," said she, presently, drop
ping her glass and rocking till her dress
rustled like an oak tree in north wind
"}cnjamin you cannot guess what has
happened now !"
benjamin did not seem TO be inclined
TO try the task being so hopeless, and
Miss Disbrow went on. "Tbat Bridget
Gcoakes-shc is reckless thing-I'vc
long seen that, and wondered Mrs. Whit
ing kept her so-she has been and left
pillow ON the balcony railing. Went off
and left it, OF course the wind took it,
aud so there it lies, iufllng, embroidery
and all, right down in the gutter, liable
TO he stolen by every passer-by. Now,
benjamin, would you, or wouldn't you,
90 over and tell them"
l'cnjnmin's face, about one eye was
black. and the rest Of the face being entire-
ly white, this gave him peculiarly know
ing expression when he cooked up that
eye, as ho had a way of doing And now
he turned this black eye upon MissDisbrow,
with quite the appearance of winking 1t
at her. Anyhow, there was evidently
some frecmasonry between them, for Miss
Disbrow Instantly responded, just as
though he had spoken.
"Well, then, | will, Benjamin.
Why are we put in this world together
if not to help each tthol p said she, with
an air of virtuoas responsibility she throw
a little maize colored rigolette over her
weather beaten curls, and a white break
las'.-howl over her shoulders. Then
putting on her gloves, with the dignity
of Il circnmnaviggtor, she started across
the street
One might fancy she would pick up
the unfortunate pillow upon the way
bat no---l hope she was above mcdding
with hcr uoiehbor's things Certainly
she walked impres,iyyIy to the door, and
ran. ,h2 h,.!, which WAS instantly an
swcrcl By hIr, Whiting himself, with 81
carpet bag in his hand, ana his hat upon
hi head
"Goin. away, are you ," said Mis-
Di-hrow, Aiycried, for the time, from
her original GRAND, by an opportunity c
Inserting hhe wedgc OF inquiry.
"Ah! Miss Dislrow Yes, am 90
ing TO Chicago on little business trip
Won't you come in 2"
"Th,nk you, Mr.. Whiting, not thu
morning Does our wife accompan,
you ?"
no, She doesn't She is going t,
Cincinnati for few days" replied Mr.
Whiting, who was guilclcss as Il sprin
chicken anI not much more of "A mouth
lul for the manmnyrng black fox, wh
always iounl IA great deal more flavor j!
anything she had first uncmthed by skill
u digging, "You had better come in," Il
continued, cordially. "Mr5 Whiting j
busy packing, but she viii b. glad to Sc
YOU" And the deulol man really b.
.icvcd so; for, although he has lived i
such close relation with Mrs Whiting f.
five year, &c WAS only man altc
all
but Mis-, Di,brow was woman, au
- she krew Il great deal better than TO l.
persuaded n person is glad TO see caller
when packing "Oh. no indeed, M
: Whiting Thank you; but just IA
! over, in ncighborly way, to tell you ,
D a little accident | happened to obser,
from my window. A pillow fell from I'll
e balustradc where yonr ehambermal
, very carelossly left it and is now lyin
G upon the sidewalk was fearful
Il might come TO grief before any of ii
family missed it. Good morning" An
Q 70 speaking, Miss Disbrow bowed an
I ruslel out
3 "Bcnjamin," said she, mysteriousl'
0 when She reached her own rocking-chn
d again, 81 cannot sec why Mrs. Whilir
T takes the time to 90 to Cincinnati VIII,
g her husband i away. 1t would be IN
choice not 10 leave the house alone vii
n that Bridget Cookies Or then, wh
| not Mrs, Whiting 90 to day, while h'
1 husband is here TO see her otfl | ca
understand II.
' And with this, Mis- Dsbrow fell int
n fit Of musing, and mused so long an
silently that benjamin fell asleep, nr
} dreamed he knew where there was
h, woodchuck's hole with ihA woodchuc
) in il.
e Meantime Mr., Whiting kissed his Nil
c (probaby), took his valise, ard went Of
n happily unconcious Of cloud no bigg,
h than u mans hand already coming up
T. in his domestic ky. lie thought Of sha'
k ows darker than the hank of heavy DAM
h nes.. And that very evening those val
I orous clou's, having sulked lcrg enous
over the wyotched condition of the mud
: streets, made up their mind, and express
+ il by comlrg down in IN emphatic fall ,
e snow, that g.iloi from umbrellas an
; drittcd against windows, like slipping
c ot'of great white blankets. by daydaw
c the streets, and roofs, and stceples, wei
white as a mllcrs cat, and the air ran
h with the ,crapiug of shovels, and iaI
C Cling of sloigh-bells,
n "Of course Mrs Whiting won't tLln
n Of stan ling after such snow, with ever
g prospect of the roads being blocked. [