Weekly Trinity journal., 1873-10-11
SHILLY-SHALLY.

! 40 KNOW WnelHer L Will VT hol.-
Sometimes l think will, and then again
| think won't. There's a good deal to
do to-day and it looks like rain"
+" don't think it will rain" said uncle
Job, plastering his chin with lather.
MAY be it won't, Job, but it looks a
little like it-kinder grayish like. Still,
we might take the umbrell, and maybe
I'd better go. But I'm most 'fraid Mary
Ann can't do all there is to DO"
d" Hurry and make up your mind, Phi
lena," called Job after her, as she slowly
retreated kitchenwards, taking down her
back hair rs she went.
Mary Ann says she can get along
with Sally's help, and do know but I'd
go if thought l shouldn't have comp
ny this afternoon, and it didn't look so
doubtsome about rain"-leisurely drag
ging the comb through her hair.
Mother, what dress will you wear ?''
called out Mary Ann.
"Well, do know which I'd better
wear. Which do you think I'd better ?''
Your brown alpaca of course"
81 would if l thought it wouldn't rain,
but if it should rain it would spot it, Pm
afraid. l reckon I'll wear the black one.
It's little faded and bracked, but if it
should rain it wouldn't hurt IT."
"Come, come, Philena, hurry up"
cried Job, I'm going out to harness the
mare"
II am hurryng as fast as can"
twisting up her hair. "Mary Ann, you
may take down my brown dress, while l
change my shoes though come to think
ont, may be I'll wear these, for if it should
rain I'd hate to get these others wet
Still, these don't look hardly suitable to
wear with the brown dress. Perhaps I'd
better wear the black one. You may
take down the black one, Mary Ann
These shoes are too shabby to wear with
the brown one. Maybe I'd better take
them off. Come and see what you think
of them, Mary Ann"
"Change them quick, mother, and put
] OII tlC piOMH ultSss hitNuihB
the mare to the buggy now."
q" Is he ? Well, III take another look
to see if it is likely to rain and if | think
it amt III wear the brown one. 1t don't
look as much like it as 1t did, but then
you can't toll much about il at this time
of year. But l guess III risk it and wear
the brown one. Get me pair of stock
ings, Mary Ann"
Where are they mother ?"
" In the bureau drawer, guess. Look
there first"
Which one ? They are not in the
first one"
"Well, then look in all of them, and
if they amt there, look in the basket un-
der the head of my bed"
Here they are, under the bureau
but there's holes in them"
SIS there ? Well, l meant to have
mended them Saturday, but didn't get
to it,"
Philcna Philena ~ called Job.
" Ye-e-e-s, I'm almost ready. Mary
Ann, take needle, and darn up the holes
in my stockings, will you? No. you
needn't, either. The buttons are half Of
'em off my boots-I meant to have sewed
'em on yesterday, but l forgot it. III
wear these I've got on, for i should not
be bit surprised if it did rain"
Here's your dress, mother do put
it on. Father won't wait much longer"
ooh, / can't wear the brown dress with
these shoes. Bring the black one it's
good enough for such day as this, for
I'll bet anything it will rain.'
Philenar Marier Mathews ! [voice
from somewhere outside,l / amt agoing
to wait for you moreh four hours longer.
"pll be there in a mint, Job, Mary
Ann, look in the closet for the umbrell.
Good Lordy, there's hardly n hook and
eye on this dress, but guess / can pin it
up so twill do. / ought'r have put some
on, but / didn't get time. Mary Ann do
hunt around and get me pin or two."
/" can't find the umbrella" jim smoth-
| piCu hSNNhbo nun buC SlOscts
Cant you? Well, run out and ask
your father if he won't go to the barn and
look for it. 1 let George Washington
take it to play circus with--I don't 'spose
/ ought to, but he cried for it, so let
him have it,"
Father father ~ to job, who had
more to endure than his namesake did in
his b0iLieSt time" mother wants you TO
go to the barn and look for the umbrel-
| Ia"
Darn the old umbrel I 'Twon't rain
for a week'-clambering to the ground
"Tell your mother if she amt ready
when l get back / won't wait another''-
but Mary Ann had gone.
Il do declare, Mary Ann, I'm good
mind not to go now. know twill rain,
and shall come back sopping wet, and
will get such a cold"
81 can't find the umbrel. 'Tain't
there" said Job. "Come along! You
don't want it."
Job Mathews I'm not going to stir
one step without it. 1t will rain dogs
and cats"
I'm going"
"No you amt. Tie my bonnet, quick,
Mary Ann. There goes the string. New
or mind-I'll hold it on. The wind don't
blow much. There's pin on your waist.
Give it to me quick"
:" Phf-Ie-na-a- ! Are you ever accom-
ing =? I'll be do-g-oned if III wait any
longer ~
"In a mint, Job. Oh. here's the nm