Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-10-06

maiden, with cheeks Of the damaak rose
and dewy dark eyes.
@Ob, liss Ashley cried Hetty. sim.
perirg sweetly, "h0w can you talk 20
You know never mean 70 get married
ell my born days. Men are such deceitful
creatures
Mis- Tresdwell heaved deep sigh, and
snapped the chalkline sentimentally, ss II
she too could tale unfold that would tell
of the perfdy of the male sex.
81 don't for my part zee why every
thing should he given 70 the married
folks" returned Hannah, tapping lightly
on the frame with her thimble and feel
ing annoyed because Jane Freeman and
her friend had not yet put In an appear.
ance. When get TO be an old maid, III
stuff everything soft with feathers and
wool, and keep sixteen cats, like Aunt
Biceps" 49,,
Nancy Duffy. "That's likely story. l
guess Aleck will have word or two to
say about it,"
at locks as If Aleck bad got new
string To his bow" remarked Miss Tread
well, who knew how to give sharp little
thrust Of her own. "He appears TO be
mighty thick with that gil from Hills
dale"
"Why, there goes Aleok now" cried
Hetty Sprague; and the girls ran TO the
window, upsetting one end of the quilt
lust in time 10 sec Alexis sleek chestnut
mare trot past with Aleck himself 90 ab.
sorbed in the companion by bis side that
ne did not appear 70 remark the battery
of bright eyes under which he was PISS
Hannah colored and bit her lips, bu she
recovered herself with light laugh.
aNever mind, girls" said she, "tere
are az good fish In the seq az ever AVE
been caught III show you DR.. Bingham
tonight, and you'll all say he is perfectly
splendid"
Then began little mild gossip overthe
Doctor, as TO who he was, and what had
brought him to the out-of -the-way Drastic
for the young man was only visittr in
that northumberland in the clattr of
tongues, before the second rolling, lam
nah had clipped out TO get tea. At6rst
she did q very curious thing for q sendble
young woman to do. She got behind 1.-THE
buttery door and hid her face in the roller |
towel, and something very like genuine |
sob shook her bosom, while some bitter |
tears were absorbed into the crash. The |
truth is Hannah was jealous. The SIGHT |
Of AIeck devoting himself to that girl
from Hillsdaie, whom she had begun to
detest, woke her up TO the state OF her
own feelings, and perhaps nothing but
that would ever have done the YORK.
Nevertheless, there was the spongecake
10 cut, and the best doyleys TO be got out,
and the ivory. handled knives to be taken
down from the top shelf OF the closet. |
She had To calculate how much OF the |
preserves it would take TO 90 |
round and not look skinny, and who
should sit by the glass dish, and how many
custard cups would be required to ill the
middle OF the table. AL these things
performed with IS much accuracy
10 II her heart had not been smarting with
and vexstion.
Mrs. Ashley was never more in her ele-
ment than when she presided at femi.
nine tea party.
1--WE won't have any of the men folks
round to bother, girls" said she, as they
settled like q flock OF doves about the
able, which Hannah had 30 temptingly
Ipread. cts busy times on the farm
low, and the Deacon likes bite of
hearty for his tea, and 30 l
old him he and the boys might walt.
Ahem, salina, do you take sugar in your
ca ?" as she poured out cup of the deli
ate, green Favored beverage, that diff.
used an appetizing fragrance through
he room.
ooh, Miss Ashley" cried Nancy Duffy,
you'll tell our fortunes, won't your
There isn't q soul here to know abott 1t,
nd we'll keep as whist as mice.
"Now, girls, don't make me appear
imple," said Mrs. Ashley, leaning pack
nd wiping her red and smiling face free
rom the steam Of the teapot. IF Miss
Nhitcomb should get hold Of 1t shet say
didn't become deacOn's wife,"
"Never mind Miss Whitcomb," hoke
n Susan Drake. "Shc thinks she' ar
lived at perfection, and such folks a,e al.
Ways disagreeable. Here, do look a Sa-
ina Treadwell's cup. II I'm not mistaken
here's an offer In 1t"
"Of course there is" said Mrs. Ashley,
aking up the cup with professional inter.
ut. "Dont you see that ring almost
closed, with q heart insidei And she's
,oing to accept. It's coming from light
man. Looks like Sile Win.
hrop, down at the Corners"
ooh, Miss Ashley, how you do talkl"
:ried Salina, mincing her biscuit and
flushing up on her cheek bones.
He amt sgoing TO live long, whoever
is," the Deacon's wife went on, twirl-
ng the cup, with the girls hanging over
Ter shoulder, and her eyes dancing with
un. ayes, Salina, you will be left wild.
ler."
"What sad thing it must be TO lose q
put in sentimental Ann Da.
Tis. should hate to be left relic"
"Never mind, 6alins," the Descon's |
wife continued, with a wink. "K I'm
rot mistaken, you'll console yourself with
lumber two. Look there, girls, q. the
knot and the bow and ar.
'ers."
Miss Tresdwell held up her hands In
Eock horror, and affirmed that she didn't
,elieve word Of il; but il was noticea-
BE, as Mrs. Ashley ssid. that she was
chippcrer" all the rest Of the evening.
"Comc, now tell Hannah's," cried Het.
y Sprsgue. 30 Hannah passed along her |
up.
aWhy, child, you're going to shed tears
md there's 4 little c1nnd of tYosIble Yound |