Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1872-06-11

instantly pronounced it and its wearer
hoplessly vulgar. She talked constantly.
not only with the youth AT her side. who
seemed to belong 10 her in some way,
but with all the other passengers. Her
Voice was u pleasant one, though its tones.
like her laugh. were 80 loud Ia To jar
disagraeably on Middletou's car. Orlin-
arily it would not have occurred Ia him
TO be thus annoyed; indeed, his sense of
humor might have been pleased by the
young woman's shrewd and often witty
comments on the incidents of their ,ido
but to- day he was i'll and Uuryo Gus. and
her loud tone, her unpublished aud occs.
sionally ungrammatical speech and vul-
carly showy dress displeased and dis.
gusted him. He bore it rs long ~ Inc
could, and then his impaiioncu broke out.
Not loud enough. however, 10 be audible
"a tho object of it. 1t was to his com.
panion. the driver, that he exclammed,
"Couiound that woman's tongue Is
there no end TO It's Internal clattcrP"
The driror looked at our friend with
u surprised and half-orended glance
but in moment he answered, in tone
rather paironizing and tolerant. ~
though the person he addressed could
really not he supposed TO know auy bet
ter, We'll, stranger, ! guess you Icel
kind o out ~ sorts this morning You
don't look well. snum. Been sick +,
amt We p
Yes"
well, IL beats all how most an, thing
will Kind o hector a fellow whvu ho
don't toel jus, right. Now. for ny bart.
Id rathOr hear Lymp Tucker laugh Ihnn
10 here preachiu; there's son,ctsiug
heartenin' in iii would cheer fellow up
ii he was blue as Moxey Mountain.
81 beg your pardon" said Middleton.
81 did not know she was friend of
yours, and meant no harm any way"
"Oh, well, there's no offence Lymp
amt aay thing TO me in particular; but
She. girl always like to have behind
my horses"
What did you call hsr?"
"Lymp Tucksr-short iur Olymph-
Deacon Ben Tucker. daughter; olde,,
ol ak"
Are they all like her ?"
If there was any hidden sueer In his
words the driver did nat perceive II.
"Not much" WAS his emphatic reply.
They're pindlin' set. She's as strong
MS thrsshin' machine. and as smart as
chain lightnin'."
Indeed , What osn she do ?"
rWell, should like TO have you men,
ton any thing she can't do"
Niddleton's good. constrained
him 10 express an interest In tho drivers
theme which. perhaps, he did uol wholly
feel, The latter went on coniidentially
Their seat being higher than the e,hers.
the lond rattle of the wheels kept their
words within bounds.
You seo, Sir, Deacon Tucker lie
haip't never been strong n"", .nd was
"""l' "''''' o' midland with his iarm
Inen they've had sight oil sick.
ness. Two OF the girls died oi cuu,ump'
lium. and Mr-. Tucker she tell down
stars aud hurt The spine of her back. 50
she has scarcely done days work since.
One year the dcacon's crops laiicj, apd
The next iie had bad luck with his cattle
dlimg; an 80, what with sickness and ali,
he'd mad to mortgage his farm. aud II
had only three year more To run, AM,
every body reckoned he'd have To lose it.
Then Lymp she said that never should
be, Tor she should earn the money 10 pay
off the mortage. She was eighteen then,
and had done all the work at home pref.
ty near since she could run alone. She
Welt ON spinning till she got money
enough 10 pay her fare 10 Lowell, ant
then she started for the factory. | Car.
led her down 10 the cars in my Stage
and happen to know that she hadn't
but one gown 10 her back when she
went away.
We'll. she got good place, and she
worked straight along, and sent home
money-seven hundred dollars-anG
cleared off the mortgage,and took deeo
OF the place in her own name " mako
surs against accidents. That was six
ears ago or more, and to-day you woult
never know twas the same place. The
house is all fixed up, and there's new
furniture in it, and the deacon's as chirk
as Il cricket. and proud OF Lymp, you'd
better believe"
"lIc ought to be-" said Middleton.
heallily.
Didn't tell you?" asked the other,
,riumphantly. "And that aint half
She hires II girl to wait on her mother
and she's sent the younger children tC
school-she never had any chance fol
schoolin' herself-aud then-You SET
that boy back there with her ?"
Yes. noticed him."
"Wcll, that's her blother John; all the
boy the deacon ever had. He's seven
teen, and smart. Lymp's putin hin
through cuIlege. going 10 make doctor
OF him. she says
"She is noble girl"
We'll, she's got tho gilt. You can
discourage her. She's bound to laugh