The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1873-04-19
do-,hc minute L was off snapped Mrs


Hinkle
He conldn't manage without you, to
save his l'te,' declared bliss Niddlins
confidently. 'He'd 20 down OH his
kueos to youso get you back
Mrs. Hinkle seemed aattersd BY tho
idea.
"A pretty figure ho'd cut laughed
she, fat As he is, and looking you night
say as if he'd been blown up i. his
olothesY'
I'm sure / don't see how you can
smile, situated as you ARE, said Miss
Niddlins, showing symptoms of fresh
c. Id.
His folks have tried my soul out Of
me-, cried Mrs. Hiukle, hastily rcsum
ing her wrath; 'and what's madied me
the most has been to see Reuben take it
so co.l. That man hasn't any more
nerres than tub Of lard ] Wouldn't
valhe jumping of Tho meeting house
s'ecplc il thoueht it would give him a
start
'Pocr woman y said Miss Niddlins
displaying the red silk hankerchlef that
might properly be called her badge Of
IN urninc. Us y"uf duty yourself to
20 where IN eau take So ne peace Of
y"ur lita
Il don't feel clear, said Mrs TIinLle,
as she settled the coffee for diuner, and
thus erdcd t:cir first contercrce.
But "a Miss Niddlins spent the week.
jus'if,in: Mr. lIipklc's approximations
she and :jrs. llinkle had ample appor
taniiiGs for renewing Tie {. scus>inn o
the lat,er's g'ievaneos, till, from nrt
feeling clear Mr.. Ilinkie. by the tim"
her guest departed, came to feel, Il, she
expressed it, all in mn,ille' hcen
her OK eyei husband noticed soine;n NJ
an'iss with her
| Il Wonder whnthcr or no SAGE tea
wouldn't be kind oil Guie'ing to Layiny,'
he reflected one NOR liny as he logged
along 10 ;de village after turnip seed
4 hain't seen her ST. irac.iou> since shr
had the neurio@y in hAr taco. If she
wasn't " p"or sick crco.ur don, know
bu, | should get out with her-lrcally
don't J; aud NJ. II;nkle lowered his
S"'ce TO an awe-eruck whisper as hr
gave uttcrance to this treassnouS
lhDgght
His fnlks' lived in s;,.., i..zdachc
C 'lored house at tho Four Corners, aui
his sister Phebe was hatging up clothes
in the back yard AS he drove up.
Cot any sage to. arc 2 cried Mr..
uinkle, whoaing DoLbiu.
Mercy "n asl is LayiDy going t"
make cheese in mud time 2 Was Miss
phebe's answer
'Tisu't none Of her doipgs,' and Mr.
iiinkle, slowly, punishins the wheel
with his viii lash but sko's in II ter
ribls nervous way. and think una be
81 needs son,ethisg soothing, What's
4 god tsr her uer~esY'
Il don't know, without is a sound
sc'ldiag,' replied Miss Phcbs, with he,
mouth ull of clothes pins.
Now, sister you're hard OF I.asiny.
said MIR. Hinklr, in an injpred tone
she ain. tough, like what you be-
lier temper is tough en- 'u.h but
l'm suited if you are, poor soul y aud
Miss Phebe hunted for both sage aud
saerap, though inwsrdly persAadsd
that all the peoples 10 the world
couldn't soo:he Lsxiny When sue once
got set out.
Mea-Wtile Mrs Hinkle had been
doing q furious forenoon S work, aud.
ready to drop irom e<hapstioa, was just
hanging up the mop afier scrubbipg the
kitchen -four, when dear, blundering old
Roubcn scuti,cd across the threshold
with his torn paper bags, scattering
dried leaves like IN autumn wind. and
leaving muddy moccasin tracks ut every
step. Before those clumsy footprints
Mr., ilinkle's treble fnrbearapce aed.
The hc'hs her hush md had trusted
m'sh prove narcotic acted upon her
as powerful lrrtant.
'lteubcn iIiukle said she braci ic
her aa'il.g back agaiust the Jump, how
much longer do you think Pm going to
wash floors for YOU to litter 2