Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1872-09-18
D0rema's Twins.


D0rema's Twins.
Those No, they amt my grandchil-
dren, SAID widow blatchiord peering
through her 4ectacles at The picture OF two
chubby~s etssut babies which held up Tor
her itsRsqt>}T" Those are poremy S twins.
"Dorepe {,Id repeated L., lnquirlngy'
knoeibg py1eAtallcs IN which the word was
spoken uete story lurked behind 1t.
"Dcren Sstcher her mother was cousin
TO ny hrst nnsDand. lou We seen Doremy,
surely."slN "a,
80 Amy memory was correct in
conneef xhn the name vision oil hard
testurs< kpirs(gf whose angular figure was in
queer e'mtr>et with Widow Blatchford's fat
proportions.
thought"- began, when the old lady
snapped The tkread Of my hesitating speech
sTbey wsssIt her own really, you know I;
she tock ~, | declare SO you never
heard about Dcremy's twins. It's kind of
curious Story"
al should HE to hear it," said and my
kind old hobtoM settled her glasses with gen.
uips sstiufas1dbn at my request.
.WelI, ~ babies belonged to Roxy Hap
good, Shc ~ always weakly, and when
ha haAbas1tss drowned it seemed to beat
her rsieht4e6k She never held up her head
again, nd a. when her babies were fort.
night o,d. Doremy went and took care of
her foz nonh before that and when she
saw the to1r Voman's tears dropping on them
litEle pifelkess that was never going to look
up knusineIy into their mother eyes, she
just W ee3 nd: There, there, Roxy, I'll
tako care " tem. Don't you fret. So, with
that oomIcs4 q her ears. Roxy went to sleep
q sniIine, ~ woke up in better world than
thin / do ssppose."
eKNs 6ere no relatives to care for
then n Easked.
ffNo, Men Hlpgood came from the West
aJ,ff 4fs.> A. married Rexy nobody knew
auy q abq1t him. She was an orphan
without sompch as a cousin to her name,
either. ~ Tor property, none ever stuck to
HdeD Hspgc0ds fingers Ii there had he'd
have nnde OUT to let some one else eat 1t OIL.
the poorhouse for the babies. Then Doremy
spoke right out says she, I'm going to
take those children" If that didn't raise
breeze ! "Have you inherited fortune,
Doremy3" says Josephine Frye. jose
phine's one Of the folks that speak real soft
and smiling, but always contrive to carry
nette hid in their words. Fact was, Dore-
my and her mother hadn't hardly paid of
the mortgage on their little place, and pinched
themselves to do it, too. Deacon Quimby
held up both hands when he heard 1t.
Providence H' says the deacon, If there
was property now, and guardeen wanted to
- reoponaib]e for the interests OF them ba-
kA 4 sb6sld feel duty rested but Dor
sny toelA hin up pretty short. 1T you
could make money out OF II you'd take EN-
y6nusIls, =, aid she, &c but I'm going to make
lpmt tthipg else"
h,ss 1ks foor house does seem dreadful
cold place for such little dears,' says Mrs.
~ y3, You see the deacon's wife was
4 -c.nf5 II as be was hard, and she'd have
A+%56 e patton into her heart if he'd have
~ her.
=, = The Hns of the fathers shall be visited
Ma fhe children, says the deacon, real SOL
@nt'Iike. Eben Hapgood was'-but Dore-
~ adser gave him chance to tell what he
~sSyp, ,'H that's so,' says she, | think, dea-
~ fepd better 60 home and look out what
p5szIph Hszekiahl have, and leave me to
tehd To hese orphans That's the way it
t>ok The neighbors buzzed like swarm of
kebus poremy just held her own way as
r>r1& rsa clock"
/, IN Pid her mother agree with her 2" |
ask1d
a'qa Well, fact is, Susan Fletcher never had
~ lore decision than pink eyed rabbit; she
IxlUnys ffnned her faith on Doremy, and
uA& 3ssomy got her will can't see" an-
'e6s Mrs. Blatchford, reaectively rubbing
VI ppss~
Ps'r HoHcver, she always did rule at home,
nnb - t6be kept the babies. | must say
Sstz9se Nat thought it was foolish thing.
~ bahyl fills house clear to the roof, but
tyo l"
Mn Blatchford completed her sentence
NJ 80 more expressive than words, aud
rocked thoughtfully few moments before
continuing
=" At last people got settled down that there
wasn't much use in opposing Doremy. Mrs.
Quimby kissed her kind of sly, and says she,
: The Lord'll keep his eye on you, dearie :
she gave her lot of baby clothes that used