Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1874-06-11

style, from among the debris, with his
hair all pushed the wrong way, and the
tails of his coat turned up over his back.
He made great clang and CHATTER and
noise, and disarranged the hidden things
generally; but he got out at last and tried
10 look like man who had been follow
ing legitimate calling.
Now, say no gentleman will enter a
lady's private room under such circum-
stances" said she, looking at the measur-
ing rule; and especially In her absence
It's horrible! It's awfulr' and the poor
little thing clapped her hands up 70 her
face and sobbed Historically.
{" He only wanted to measure the rooms
afore he planned his'n," said the brother,
in cringing voice, looking at his sister,
and feeling really sorry that matters had
taken such an unfavorable turn. His
plan had worked well, but hadn't stopped
there il had gone on working; and he
couldn't see, as he stood there scratching
his head, where the mischief would end.
II regret exceedingly, Mrs. Bobbett,
that have subjected myself TO your dis
pleasure" said the discounted Squire,
twisting his fingers together and looking
very miserable and red.faced.
"Well, don't stand here, thenl Go
home where you belong; and you needn't
be bit surprised, sir, ii / have you up
before the session at their next meeting"
said the incensed widow, her eyes flashing
fire. Both men were SO scared that they
stood like petrifed men.
where in the world did this old thing
come from, I'd like TO know 2" she
shrieked out, selling hold Of the funny
flannel nightcap that was perched up on
top Of the fOotpost, and she gave 1t q
vicious jerk, breaking the string that held
in quicker the back part Of 1t, and 1t
slipped down over the post. Enraged,
she pulled at 1t violently, tore 1t of, and
twisting it up in little wad threw it at
the 'Squire's head. "Clear out, ] say
both of you providing dogs" and she
stamped her little foot very much in earn.
est and followed them to the head Of the
stairs
MRS. Bobbett, my dear woman" be-
gan the Squire, alphabetically.
Away with you; don't you go TO Mrs.
Bobbetting mep' said she, and she made
the dearest little fist, which she extended
in the direction Of his face. He lodged
his head, as If wasp was coming that
way, and the two men shambled off down
stairs. She lay prone on the floor in her
dire distress and cried drivers of tears"
tears Of. sorrow, and modification, and an
ger, and spite, and grief, and disappoint-
ment. But time brought an end TO her
agony--she grew calm and her sorrow
was of the subdued kind. While she lay
on the floor sobbing, her brother Ira was
lying on the floor too, down in the sitting
room, and he was giving expression TO
the exaltation that lifted him higher than
he'd ever been before.
No danger now, he thought, Of the
poor orphan, Ira Josephus, being turned
out of house and home, TO make room for
Squire Wilkins. "Sold soldp' he ejac-
ulated, as he lay on his broad back and
kicked his heels up in the air and gestic-
ulated with his brawny fists. "Oh, that
was rich! but myl didn't her eyes blaze,
and her cheeks glow! she looked like a
harnsom fury" and in his inexpressible
exuberance Of Joy he beat his breast and
shook his head and acted like a crazy
man.
We don't know how the brother and
sister settled the affair and became good
friends again, but we know it TO be the
case, and that they live together as snug
as two chatty little mice, and she 'smiles
again." and swings her bonny curls be-
wtchingly, and is as happy as the days
are long.
Squire wilkins married that red-headed
widow, with the lame boy, who used to
live on the farm he sold after he came TO
the village She and Widow Bobbett are
friends, and they gossip and sip tea to-
gcther in the summer evenings, and see
great deal of comfort. We don't know
whether the Squire planned his rooms
after those in Rose Cottage, or not, but
we guess by the twinkle in his gray eyes
that he often laughs over the ridiculous
figure he cut, crawling around under the
bed of the widow, Betsey Bobbett.-
Artltur's Magazine.