Juniata sentinel. [volume] (Mifflintown, Pa.) 1846-1873, 1873-04-16

indulged in what Western girl would
call a fixing up" A neat fitting dark
chinfzdress, looking as fresh as when ii
had first came out of the village store, a
dainty white linen collar and cuffs, and a
coquettish frilled apron of white muslin,
Sad blue neck ribbon tied in a cunning
bow, were the chief items of Annie S
toilette. But she looked as sweet ard
pretty as if hours had been spent in
donning satin, lace and jewels. Her
lich, wavy, gold brown hair was carried
in shining folds away from her warm red
check, and caught up in the meshes of .
silken net at the back.
light o'clock and past Worthy Mrs.
Moor was do zing over her knitting
Her shadow on the opposite wall
bobbed about in grotesqe miicary as she
nodded 20 aud fro now crushing the
vo.uminous white satin bows on her
spruce cap against the back Of her chair,
now almost falling forward, while her
fat hands at length dropped listlessly iii
her lap, and the ball of yarn rolled
down upon the hearth. Puss espying
it. was soon lusy in unwinding and
converting it into all sorts Of Gordian
knots. All at once 6 do;:bie rap at he
door-an audacious double rap-which
. Let me in = 90 loudly and lmpa:iently
and in such a self assured manner. that
Annie, rendered nervous by suspense,
started up with little sceam, and set
her foot on Madam Puss' tail, who in
turn gave vent still more loudly to her
amazement and displeasure
All these three combined, or rapidly
successive noises, aroused Mrs. Moore,
she started wildly into an erect posture
rubbing her eyes, setting her cap border,
and exclaiming; ,, Bless my soul Annie.
/ What was all that that! Somebody at
the door? What time is it, anyhow, and
who can it be? So late as this, tool
" l. is not very lalc, mother. Only
little after eight. III go and see who
it is" said Annie, demulely, at The same
time taking the oac candle from the
table
"No! Here, Annie, you wind up
my ball, and brush up tie Leagth, while
go to the door. Drat that cat!"
For the cid lady's feet were all this
while struggling i'll the pefplezine
of the ravelled yarn.
In her hurry, Mrs, Moore forgot to take
the candle with her, and as the stepped
out into Tic email unligiited front entry,
she unwiltingly closed behind her The
the door of the room size had just left
Almost at the same moment she put heI
hand on the latch of the outer door,
and opening it. she suddenly found
herself in the ardent embraces Of a pain
of Stout arms. 4 whiskered face was
brought into close proxi nifty with he,
own, and before she could fully realize
her position, she received a prolonged
kiss-a hearty smack, given with sig
niiicant gusto which indicated that the
unknown was taking his revenge fol
some past slisht-paying off some old
score, for it said as plainly as words
could have done; ''Thcre-take that
And all this fell upon her unofending
vistuous, matfoniy lips
"Oh, murder murder 'Taint Josh.
ua neither ~
For she had by this time divested
herself CT The impression that It was hel
usually sober spouse returned home in q
strangely exalted condition, thus to in
dulge in such unwontcd demonstrations
of coniugal affection. Cit out! git oat
I sayl murder! fire. thieves. Annie!
Annie DO come here! here's man kisain
me like madl'
But the intruder had by this time
discovered bis mistake, and it did not
need the indignant pummei.ing and
pounding of the old lady's respectable
fists to make him relinguish bis hold
and race off as if pursued BY some aven-
ging fury.
Annie, nearly choaked with smothered
laughter, in spite of trepidaticn, now
came TO the rescue.
ooh, never was so took aback in all
my born day The mean scamp! Who
could it have been? Annie, have you
any idea?'
But that dutlful daughter was to al
appearance as innocent and ignorant a:
an infantile dove. She stried to soothe
the indignant matron by representing
that it might have been (D one of the
neighbors who under the potent influence
of wee drop too much. had mistaken
the house and-the housewife She
searched the entry for the missing epec
tacles, arranged the rump!ed cap rib
bons, wound up the tangled yarn, stir
red TIE fre-all in the most amiablt
manner possible-and at last had the
satisfaction of seeing her mother subside
into her rocking chair and her usua
tranquility of spirit.
Bat Mrs. Moor was fully awake now
| She had gotten new idea into hel