The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-10-31
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old wool hat for be thrust Il FAR back
lgon Die wruklea 'front.' CaspaT bad q
band s.. ifbe bad heaa ha8 persuaded 10
many wears to go on hands sud knees
again. So hcaYly time ss.i on his back,
aBd 80 close 10 tac earth ala his daily Ia
Dor draw him
he was good-naiuea, tr5tipg oid
fellow, worklug bis mouth eagerly and
slralulug his blesred eyes as De approach
ca ihe towns drsEgled skiHs, for very
thinking Of his f9lks-bis old woman aud
bic little gal .............
There were rows oi dismal frame huts
all around, baii by railroad companies
for The purpose Of penuiDg ~ many of
their employees. families at time as pos
sIble, They mposed gtimy aud barn
lie squat on that sandy foundation which
Scripture condemns, swaf1uing with le-
glons of tallow- headed children. Women,
sharp at the elbows and sharper at the
face, were raising clouds Of pork smoke
from their respective Kitchen altars. In
fact the whole ncighborh0od rceked with
thc smell Of grease, aud the evening was
SO warm a Lapandcr might have resent
Jed It. But Caspar's nose was not deli
cate. lie trottcd over the cinder side
walk, glad there was such fine air and
+ that his old bones were so near home
+ Thars the little gal as usual, he chuck
led as le turned a corner and found
/ Madgic on her lookout at thc gate. She
was comforting sight to see in that
ncighborhood, 20 tidy aud fair Ia calico
and braids and the pink nesh-color Of
youth. You wondered why she hadn't
/ been set farther up town and draped in
something costly; why her def fiagors
had never learned there were Ten keys to
unlock soul which sumbers ia rose
wood and which rises at touch like a
blessed genie to comfort all ills and fill
all Thoughts; You wondered why some
/ high bred father was not coming home to
h5r now, But then, this old man would
have found il so hard TO do without her
Then, too, Madge might never in all her
life have struck the royal heart which
was now In her hands, which she held
her bank against the world: the interest
of which was the only income she want
ed.
There you are, grandpa! cried Madgc.
Yes, and there you are Madgie And
here we both are, Madge; entering the
opened gate and casting down his pick.
lie put his hands on each side Of her
head and gave her sounding smack on
the check.
Supper's ready.
Yes, yes. Jist wait till git little of
the smut OIL my hands and neck, It's
bin a powerful hot, dusty day.
Caspar trotted through the little barn
allotted to him, hailed his old wife who
sat ready to pour the tea, and after blow
ing and punging through deal Of water
returned to his family with shining coun-
tcnancc and handful Of onions.
/ | jist pulled these up for relish. They
are cooling, iniens i. You tended the
injen bed didn't you, Madgiot
Grandma and !.
/ And we wanted some Of them injens
for market, said the old wife, eying the
sacrifice severely. We amt got no land
TO throw away raisin' luxuries for our
selves.
Well, well, mother, pleaded Caspar,
dipping his fragrant sphere in salt,
don't calk'late to pull EN- all. | fist wan
ted something refreshing after hard day.
I Taste 'em, Madgic, insinuating emerald
tops toward her.
on, no, grandpa, keep them yourself.
shaking her head and smiling.
4 feel, said Caspar, filling his senses
and his jaws with pcrfamed roots until a
blind man would have pronounced him a
Mexican, if his nose had sat in Judgment
over Caspar, rally feel as If needed
something refreshing, working hard
day after day for nothing you might
say, Sort Of soein' Your work 90 to pie
ces under your eyes, and KNOWN the
danger to them on the road
7 What DO you mean, grandpa cried
5 Madge, turning white as her bread and
butter
Why, honey you see we've picked and
picked IN that eat aud the sie'. az unstid.
dy as water, The stones and earth jist
roll on the track contntraL The CON-
pany orto do somethin' to that cut
g Stones big as you is Jared down every
train, But, then, the roads new the
roads new yet. .... .".
Men amt got no sense, broke out thC
old wife. Don't you see you're skeerinl
that child to death ior fear Charleyl gil
smashed APP He runs on that road
Two blades Of keen rctnorse leapcl
from Caspar's blcarcd eyer. ..
i Now, don't you be skeered, honey
b. Take an ingen, honey. ...
lie reached over 10 pct her fingers.
Charley didn't pass to-day when tht
dirt was ratum' down -o lie don'l pas
go halfaitcr eight this eyeniu', and W,
len the track a. clean a. this table. Yes
sir, them rails is ar free aud bright a
ncw tupaus. So dou't YOU bo .keered
honey. ......
I'p not scared about anything, graudp
said Madgc TREMENDOUSLY bat sniIin.
like q rainbow.
There now, mother, cfied Caspar tri
umphullg, returning 10 his onious so
asa1sg Has,. gan ffta fuF FsDfhftsf Size atH