St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1872-05-24
The One Dollar Bill.
\ STORY FOR THE PRESENT TINE

ON the ROOT, hut regular tempest. d;
wild dclugc. a rush OF arroWy drops
and Il thunder of opening floods,
square Partict heard the angry rattl,
against the easements. and drew hi,
snug ca>y-chair Il little closer to the lire
ia great open ma>~ of glimmcrimg an.
thr;lritc, and gazcd with sort of sleepy
reflective satisfaction at the crimson
m"rc"n curtains. and the gray cat fast
asleep ON the hearth. and the canary
bird rolled into druW>y ball of yellow
down on lis perch.
This Is snug. qu"th the squire. I'm
/ glad | had thai lcal,y spot fixed in the
! barn roof last week. | don't object t.
Il stormy night once in while. when Il
7 fellow : under cover. and there's moth
ing particular to hc done. Mary =
Yes. Mrs. Paltlct answered. She
| Was fitting about between Kitchen and
sitting room with IL great blue checked
apron tied around her waist. I'm near
ly ready t" come in now. Josiah. Now
| wonder, sotto-voicc. If that was real
/ ly Il knock at the door. or Just a little
/ extra rush of the wind and rain >
She went 20 the door nevertheless
and Il minute or two afterwards She
went To- her husbands chair.
joe dear. its Luke Ruddilovc.' She
said half apprchcn>ively. The Squire
never looked up from his paper.
Tell him he's made Il mistake. The
tavern is on the corner beyond
But he wants to know if You will
lend him Il dollar" said Mrs. Partlct.
And couldn't you have told him No,
without the preliminary ceremony of
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Mrs. Partlet went back tn the kitchen
where Luke RuddiIove was smeadiur
his Door thin tiuper, over th. bIaz, Of
fire. his tatter,d Garments steaminr AZ
if he WAS 4 inflow of vapor
lie won't ler Won have il Luke said
She. i thourht he wouIdn't'
Then Eve got to stoI.y. lik,. amy
other dog = said Luke Ruddiloy,. turn
inc away mnndiIy. And. after all. |
don't suppose it makes much difference
whcthc? shuttle out of the world to-
,laV nl tomorrow :,
.Oh Luke, not To vnur wife. ,"
shed he, better oil without me. said
Luke dnvu-hc1ltrdIy
.Hut She olIyht moi Ia he
Ought and i arctvo different things.
Mrs. rartlrt. Goodni.ht | amt 70
in. to the tavern. though IN wager
>omcthim. the squire Thought WAS.
And isn't j. natural ,nough he Shnuld
think 81. Luke >
.lt-->r>. Mary. | don't say but what
it l. mulmurcd Lake Ruddlove. in the
same detected tone hc had used through
"ut the Interview.
STAY " Mrs. Partlct called to him. IT.,
hi~ hand Ia, an the door-Iatrh. in a low
voice. .U..r,.'> , dollar Irl,,. Nj
PaItict gave it /" me tur a new piece ot
oil ,lotH ia font of the dining loulu
stove. our I'll tIy and mike the. old one
do Il little while lougcl. tnd Luke
toI the sake rt old Times tor til" sake
of ynrir poor wife, and the IittI,. ones nj
hnur-do. dn try and do hrttcr,'
Luke Ruddiluv, looked yacanrl, first
At the fresh. new hauk hill in his hand
and then at the blooming Young mat
ron who had placed il there.
THANK yorl. May hc said. and cIrpt
nut of the warm. BRIGHT kitchen into the
storm and darkness that rrigmcd with
ont. Mrs. Partlct stood looking into
the kitchen fire.
i dare say I've done Il very foolish
thing. she pomd,red but indeed |
could not hclp pit. OF course he'll spend
ii all at the public house. and shall do
without my new oil cloth; that Will he
the end of il ALL
And there was Il conscious flush ON
her check, as if she had done something
wrong. when she rcioinrd the Surlire in
the sitting room.
Well said square Partlct. has that
nc'cr do well gone at last =
Yes
To Stokes tavern. | suppose !?