Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1871-12-07

; parson, he told him he might do that.
; " Wal, old Akin, the carpenter, he
didn't come till most the middle of the
afternoon, and then he sort O. idled so
that he didn't get mp the we'll till
snndown, and then he went off and
said he'd come and do the pig-pen
next day.
oval, after dark, Parson Carryl, he
driv into the yard, full chizel, with his
pig. He'd tied up his mouth to keep
him from squeelin', and he see what he
thought was the pigapen-he was rather
near-sighted~-and so he ran and threw
piggy over and down he dropped into
the water, and the minister put out his
horse and pranced off into the house
quite delighted.
:. There, Hubby, I've got you nice
little pig
"'bear me-, says Huldy, where
have you put him 2
"'Why, out there in the pig-pen, to
"'Oh, dear me!' says Huldy, that's
the well-curb-there amt no pig-pen
built says she.
Lordy maasyI' says the parson,
then I've thrown the pig in the we'll +
oval, Huldy, she worked and
worked, and finally she Ashed piggy
out in the bucket, but he was dead as
door nail, and she got him out O. the
way quietly, and didn't say much, and
the parson, he took to great Hebrew
book in his study, and says he 'Huldy,
amt much in temporals, says: Hull
dy says she kind felt her heart go out
to him, and he was so sort O. meek and
helpless, and learned, and says she,
Wal, Parson Carryl, don't trouble your
head no more about it; I'll see to
things and sure enough, a week after
there was nice pen, all ship.shape,
and two little white pigs that Huldy
boiight witl the money for the butter
she sold at the store.
Wal, Huldy,' says the parson,
you are a most amazin' child-you
don't say nothin', but you do more
than most folks
"Artel that the parson set sich store
by Huldy that he come to her and ask
cd her about everything, and it was
amazin' how everything she put her
hand to prospered. Huldy planted
marigolds and larkspurs, pinks and
carnations all up and down the path to
the front door, and trained up morning
glories and scarlet runners round the
windows, and she was always gettin'
a root here, and a sprig there, and a
seed from somebody else, for Huldy
was one O. them that has the gift, SO
that ef you jist give EN- the leastest
sprig of anything they make a great
bush out of it right away, so that in
six months Hubby had roses, and ger
aniums, and lilies, sich as it would
took a gardener to raise. The parson,
he took no notice at fust, but when the
yard was all ablaze with flowers he used
to come and stand in a kind O. maze at
the front door, and say, beautiful,
beautiful; why, Huldy, I never see
anything like it, And then when her
work was done afternoons, Hubby would
sit with her sewing in the porch,
and sing and trill away till
she drew the meadow -larks and the
bobolinks and the orioles to answer
her, and the great big elm overhead
would get perfectly rackety with the
birds, and the parson, settin' there in
his study, would git to kipdo dreamin'
about angels, and golden harps, and
the new Jerlsalem-but he wouldn't
speak word, cause Hudly, she was
jist like them wood -thrushes, she never
could sing SO we'll When she thought
folks was hearin' Folks noticed about
this time that the parson s sermons got
to belike Aaron's rod, that budded and
blossomed-there was things in 'em
about flowers and birds, and more
special about the music o. heaven,
And Huldy, she noticed that ef there
was hymn run in her head while she
was round workin', the minister was
sure to give it out next Sunday. You
see Huldy was jist like bee, she al
ways sung when she war workin', and
you could hear her round, now down
in the corn patch, while she was pickin'
the corn; and now in the buttery,
while she was workin' the butter; and
now she'd go singin' down cellar, and
then she'd be singin' up over head, so
that she seemed to fill house chock
full o. music.
"Huldy was so sort o clipper and
fair spoken, that she got the hired men
all under her rthumb-they come to her
and took her orders jist as meek as so
many calves, and she traded at the
store, and KEEP, the accounts, and she
he'd her eyes everywhere, and tied up
all the ends so tight, that there want
no gettin' round her. She wouldn't let
nobody put nothin' off on Parson Car
ryl, cause he was a minister. Huldy
was alters up to anybody that wanted
to make hard bargain, and afore he
knew jist what he was about, she'd got
the best of it, and everybody said that
Huddy was the most capable gal that
they'd ever traded with.
association, Mis- Deacon and Mis- Pip
peridge come calm up to the parsons,
all in a stew, and otferin' their services
to get the house ready, but the Doctor,
he jist thanked 'em quite quiet, and
turned 'em over to Hubby, and Huldy,
she told 'em that she'd got everything
ready, and showed 'em her pantries
and the cakes and her pies, and her
puddin's, and took 'em all over the
house, and they went peakin' and pok-
in openin' cupboard doors and
lookin' into drawers, and they couldn't
find so much as thread out O. the way,
from garret to cellar, and SO they Went
off quite discontented. Arter that the
women set q new trouble a brewin'.
"Then they begun to talk that it was
year now since Mis- Carryl died, and
it rally wasn't proper for such young
gal to be stayin' there, who verybody
could see was settin' her cap fon the !
minister.
Miss Pipperidge said that so long as
she looked on Hul<ly as the hired gal
she hadn't thought much about it, but
Huldy was rally takin' on airs as an
equal, and appearing as mistress O. the !
house in way that would make talk if
it went on. And Miss Pippcridge, she
drv round up to Deakin Abner Shows,
and downto Miss 'Lijah Perry's, and
asked them if they wasn't afraid that
the way the parson and Huldy was
goin' on might make talk, and they
said they hadn't thought ont before,
but now come to think ont, they was
sure it would, and they all went and
talked with somebody else, and asked
them if they didn't think it would make
talk. So when Sunday came, between
meetln's there warn't nothin' else talked
about, and Huldy saw folks noddin'
and a winkin' and looking arter her,
and she begun to feel dreadful sort O
disagreeable. Finally, Mis- Sawln, she
says to her, My dear, didn't you never
think folks would talk about you and
the minister2'
"No; why should they?' says HUI
dy, quite innocent.
Well, dear, says she, I think it's