The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1871-11-30
THE MINISTER'S HoUsEKEEPER
BY MRS. Fl. 3. STOWE.

"Wal, you see, bcys-twas just here
-Farson Carryl's wife, she died in the
forepart of Mareh-my cousin Hubby, she
undertook to keep house for him. The
way ont was, that Hubby, she went to
take care of Miss Carryl in the fust On t
when she fust took sick. Hubby was
a tailoress by trade, but then she was
one of those faculties persons, that has
gift for most anything. and that was how
Miss Carryl come to set such store by her
that when she was sick nothing would
do for her but she must have Hubby
around all the time, and the minister
he'd make it good to her all the same,
and sac shouldn' lose nothin' by it, and
so Hubby she staid with Miss Carryl full
three months afore she died, and got to
seem to everything pretty much round
the place. VOL. arter Miss Carryl died,
Parson Carryl, he'd got so kind FUSED
to havin' her round, takin' care O. things,
that he wanted her to stay a long spell
and SO Huldy, she staitl along a spell
and poured out his tea, and mended his
close, and made pies and cakes, and cook
ed, and washed, and ironed, and KEEP
everything as nice as pin-Huldy was
drefel clipper sort o gal, and work
sort O. rolled off from her like water off a
ducks back. There warn't no gal in
Sherburne that could put SIGH sight O.
work through as Hubby, and yet, Sunday
mornin'; she always come out in the
singers seat Ike one o. these ere June
roses, lookin' Sc fresh and smiling, and
her voice was jest as clear and sweet as
meadow lark 5. Lordy massy-I mem
Der how she used to sing some o. them
pieces where the treble and counter used
to go together, her voice kind O. trembl-
ed little, and it sort O. went thro' and
thro' a teller tuck him right where he
lived
Here Sam leaned contemplatively back
with his head in a clump of sweet fern,
and refreshed himself with chew Of
young wintergreen. This ere young
Wintergreen, boys, Is jest like Teller
thoughts O things that happened when
he was yourg-lt comes up jest so fresh
and tender every year the longest time
you hey to live and you can't help ehaw-
in ont tho It's sort @ stinging-I don't
never get over likin' young winteegreen.
''But about Huldah, Sam?''
20 yes-about Huldah-Lcrdy massyl
when fellef is Indiauiug aroung these
ere pleasant summer days, feiler's
thoughts gifts like flock of partridg es-
they's up and down and every where,
cause one place is jest about as good as
another, when they's all so kind O. com
Portable and nice. Wal, about Hubby as
was sayin'. She. was jest as handsome
a gal to look at as a teller could have, and
think a rice weil-behayed young gal in
the singers seat of Sunday is a means
o grace, it's sort O. DRAWN to the unre-
generate, you know. Why boys, in them
days, I've walked ten miles over to Sher-
burne of a Sunday mornin' jest to play
the bass viol In the same seat with Hubby.
She was very much respected, Hubby
was, and when she went out to tailorin'
she was allus bespoken six months ahead
and sent for in wagons up and down Tor
ten miles around, for the young fellers
were allus amazin' anxious to be sent
after Hubby, and were quite free to offer
to so for her. Wal, after Miss CarryI
died, Huldy got to be sort O housekeep-
er at the minister's, and saw to every
thing and did everything SO that there
warn't Pin out o the way.
But you know how It's in parishes,
there alters is women that thinks the
minister's affairs belong to them, and
they ought to have the rulin' ana guidin'
OF EN-, and if minister's wife dies, there's
folks that alters hes their eyes open on
Providence-lookin' out who's to be the
next one.
Now there was Miss Amaziah Pep
peridge, widder with snappin' black
eyes and hook nose-kind O. ike
hawk-and she vas one O. them up and
down commandin' sort O. women, that
feel that they have call to be Sc elm to
everything that goes on in the parish,
and specially to the minister.
Folks did say that Miss Pipperidge
sort o sot her eye on the parson for her
self-wal-now, that might have been,
or it might not. Some folks thought it
was very suitable connection-you see
she had a good property of her own,
right nigh 10 the minister's lot, and was
alters kind O. active and busy-so, tak;n'
one thing with another, shouldn't wor-
der if Miss Pipperidge should thought
that Providence pointed that way. At
any rate she went up to Dekin Blodgett's
wife, and they two sort O. put rheir heds
together mornin' and condolin' about
the way things was likely to go on at the
ministers now Miss Carryl was dead.
You see the parson wife, she was one
of them women who he'd their eyes every
where and on everything. She was a
I:tle thin woman, but tough rs liner
rubber, ard smart as a steel trap, and