The Plymouth Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1869-1941, 1870-09-29
MISCELLANEOUS.
HANNAH'S QUILlING.

with him little, ard her own mind was
not quite made up.
She was sitting now in her chamber
sweet and clean with whitewash and new
buff paper, ard bowery with green light
which fell from the pear tree boughs
through freshly starched muslin curtains.
Hannah was nice-loOking blonde maid
en-, dressed in tidy chocolate print, with
blue bow nestling in her thick, wavy
hair. She had been writing q note by the
stand, and was sealing it with one of the
motto seals then In fashion. This one
said, Come" and it was easy to see that
1t indOrsed 8 note of invitation.
She ran down stsirs IN the fresh morn
ing air, where her father, Deacon Ashley,
was just ready 10 head old Charley to-.
ward the village. Her mother, buxom
mstron, was standing bare headed beside
the democrat wagon, handing up the mo.
lasses jug, and charging the Deacon not
to forget the pound of CASTLE soap and
the lampwicks. Hannah tucked up her
trim skirts, and ran out through the dewy
grass.
'See here, father" she called, in her
pleasant voice, "you must stop at the
school house and give this note to Andy
Freeman. It's for Jane, you know, ask
ing her and Miss Lang to come to the
quilting"
"AiD't there one for Aleck, toos" in.
qrived the good nature old Deacon, with
awink.
II told Jane he could come in the
evening, if ne chose" returned Hannah,
with slightly heightened color. CDR.
Bingham will be here, and some other
young men"
"Aleck Freeman is worth the whole
kit" responded the Deacon, card that
young pill-box. according to NY way of
thinking, runs too much to hair dye and
watch chains, but Aleck has got good hard
sense and first-rate learning. BE can ap-
pear with any of 'em. If you don't look
out, Han, he'll be shining round that
pretty girl from Hillidsle."
alt makes no difference to me, who he
shines round" returned Psnnah, with q
slight shade of offense; bus, nevertheless,
there was little pang at her heart as she
turned bs OK toward the house. Nsnnah's
mind was not quite easy about Jane Free
mans visitor, the pretty girl from Hills
dale, but she thought if she could see
Aleck and Mary Lang together she would
know IN just what quarter the v ind was
setting.
The Deacon tucked the note into his
tOcNty tOth tuC UlOIsSbtS luE DC-
tween his feet, and gave old Charley a cut
with his lines preparatory to making
him begin to move, en- operation OF some
length, as Charley believed the Deacon
- be under his orders. At last, how
ever, the two were trotting and rafting
past the goose pond, and the big barns,
and tall eims, that cast some very cool
shadows across the brown dust Of the
road, until with kind of mutual under
standing and sympathy they came out
against stretch of post and rider fence,
enclosing 8 field of the biggest kind OF
clover, 1t looked like good farming to
the Deacon's eyes. He could calculate
pretty closely the number Of tons of sweet
juicy feed there would be to the acre
and yet this morning the fragrance and
rosy bloom, and the hum of insects
among the thick heads, brought him 9
different kind of pleasure.
With the long sight Of age he could
see the cows grazing in the bach
pasture, and he thought of the "csttle
on thousand hills and whose they
were. His gaze wandered back lovingly
even to the old stone walls, with null
leins growing beside them, and TIT
shadows of the birds fitting over them
and everything seemed good, even The
May weed and,daisies, and Canada thistle
that farmers hate by instinct. Be felt
gdsh of childlike thspkfulness, becaus,
the earth is theLord's and the fullnes
thereof"
Presently the Deacon and Charley cam,
across a group of school children-brown
freckledfaced. Little urchips, in calict
shirts, tow trOWsers, and shilling hat
much the worse for wear. Then Their,
oil II Il h.
grown all the tucks IN her dress and hat
torn her apron in following the boys owe
the wall after chipnunk, and one O
two little tots, with very hoppy sun bon
nets, whose short legs would pot ALLOW
them to keep Up. They all carried Dime
psils ald dogs cared spelling books, ant
at the very end of the string there was
low spirited yellow dog.
"Whoap cried the Deacon, setting hi
two boot-soles, which resembled weather
beaten scows, against the dash board, an
pulling in hard-an operation Charlie,
did not at all relish, although he at las
yielded, with shake Of his homely head
which intimated it was done by specia
favor, and could not be repeated.
Jump in, childrenp cried the good
natured old man; "I'll give ye lift as ia
as the school house. Beats all how Httl
shayers think of ketchin' a ride. There
don't crowd, boys. Let the girls in first
and mind your msnners;" and he lifte'
IN a roly-poly maid, with pincushiOl
hands and very suggestive stain of will
cherries, and seated her on the buffalo be
SIDE him. The others all tumbled In in
trice.
"'Pears to me wouldn't eat them puck
cry things" said the Deacon, IN his grand
fatheriy fashion, pointing to some sug
gestive smears on the little maids hig
glngham apron. They'll give you tn
collie"
Eyes, sir" replied the Child, foldin
her funny little hands contentedly in he
lap. Sissy had the measles and didn'
and my mother said l might have tn
colo If L wanted to-"
The Deacon leaned back and laughed
and Charley shook his ears and turned u
at him an eye of mild reprOach.
What little goose you arep said
Dright-faced little boy who had been yer
much squeezed In the legs, and had jus
Administered several sharp punches in tn
side OF the squeeZer, as he leaned over ia
back Of the scat TO pinch the little girl
ear.
Bless me there's Andy Freeman, an
had liked to forgot the what-d'ye-call-
-billy-doo my Hannah sent to the CIR
up at your house"
The Deacon veered half around, On
checked Charley, Who by this time bega
to consider the whole thing disgustin
especially rs the low-spiriIed dog hs
mixed himself up with his feet.
This must be it." he went on, fun
bling in his pocket. "You see I've lie
my best eyes ut home the old pair
carry in my head don't amount TO much
Andy took the folded paper and prom
Used to be careful of 1t and by that tin
Charley and his load had arrived at tt
stone school house, which looked vel
much like juvenile penitentiary. tt
school mistress was standing in the doc
ringing the tall, and the children soran
hlsd down the sids Of the wagon, an