The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1873-01-18
MR.. MAYNARD'S HIRED MAN.
'Dickery, diekery, dock
The mouse ran up the clock;
The clock struck one,
And down he run:
nirkerri


Oh, my good gracious how dare
you?" Fanny laid the pink bundle
down in rocking.chair full Of pill
lows. The bundle protested with a
vigorous movement, and in another
moment the rocking chair and the
baby came down together. "Now,
you awful man, the child is killed "
cried Fanny, with a scared face, as
she lifted the tiny morsel from the
floor; but the pillows had protected
it, and the startled baby, after ono
effort at curling her lips, broke into
a charming smile,
"No harm done; and trust I'm
forgiven" said Mathew Dom.
"No you are not forgiven. | shall
nerer forgive you Mr.. Mathew Dom;
so please leave baby and me. have
nothing more to say
"Well, I'm going"
"You can go, sir"
The young man went softly, slow
ly ont; but he looked neither griev-
cd nor angry on the other side of the
door; lie smiled.
The circumstances were these
Fanny had been amusing her sis
ter's child, and the little cherub
seemed never to tire of musical
sounds; so Fanny. who had "Motbcr
Goose by heart, liked nothing bet
tor thsH to sit in the cuzy sitting
room, which was really the nursery,
and sing those old, old melodies.
Mathew Dom was the hired man.
and on this particular morning had
stolen in quietly behind Miss Fanny,
and, tempted of--vhat? surely not
the Evil 0ne---had bent over and
kissed her on the forehead.
And this lie had dared to do
knowing that Fanny was city
young lady, living in a fashionable
quarter, and used to the best society
Fanny's sitter had married ricl
farmer not quite two years before
People talked about these Brysont
burying themselves alive; but botl
Olive and Fanny loved the country
better than the town. Every sum
mer Fanny was glad to leave tn,
"stuffy old house," as she called it
and almost, by one leap on the ex
press train find herself in paradise
breathing air redolent of white clio
yer and sweet brier. During tn
winter the sisters corresponded reg
ularly; and Olive had sung tn
praises Of Mathew Dom, their hire
man, SO often that Fanny found her
} self thinking Of his acquaintance a
: one of the pleasant probabilities Q
her next visit.
!; "We don't pretend to treat him a
: help wrote Olive, holding her bab
), OH one knee and steadylng the pa
e per with a bronze weight; "he is NO
in the least like the men who hir
out in these parts. ] should b
!. ashamed not to ask him to come t
the table; and just for the novelty c
y it, | wan. You to take peep in HI
room. Harry calls him his ran
auis; and the two really enjoy them
r selves together almost like brothsri
It Beside,, he's nearly as handsome 9
Z my Harry: he, you know, is tn
handsomest man in the world y
And the pleasant pen ran on an
n told about planting, the prosperity
sweet corn, and pea-blossoms, an
how the grape,yiues we're full Of IL
~ tiniest punches, and the young peacl
trees were going to do splendid
aud Adela had two Of the "cunninl
est, milkswhite teeth" and | kno
not how much more loving nonsens
:. Now Fanny had u rich lover, an
,g like most rich lovers, he was n
d prepossessing in his personal a
q pearan:e. In her own written la
Of guage TO Olive, "hc pestered her
ed death To be sure it was pleasa
n n to see bis splendid cquipage in fro
be Of their door, with the two Rupe
Ice grays, for or rare occasions Fan
na Welded to his solicitations to tax,
" ride; and be always contrived