The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1874-12-11

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! One of them raised the cloth, and knew
they were looking at me. Bob was her
| second cousin, ana | knew he was that
''sther fellow" whom her father had
! mentioned.
"Seems to me You don't feel very bad
about hiss dying, 'Rusha," remarked Bob,
meditatively.
"Well, to tell the TRUTH said my dear
betrothed, 81 don't care very much about
| it, IL he had lived should have married
| him, because he was rich, and father
wanted me to; but / was getting about
sick of my bargain, foi l should always be
ashamed of him, he looked SO much like a
| ba1soo."
''But you loved him." &c marked Bob.
''No ditin't, My affections were wasted
! lony ago upon one who never re-uined Gy
love - and my fast-fadiDg idol sighed
! heavily.
They had covered my face by this time,
and were standing few steps from where
/ lay.
about how long ago, 'Euska ?' asked
Bob.
GA year, or such natter,' with an
other deep sigh, which ended in a fit Of
sneezing.
sAbout the time ] went away" intero-
gated the cautious Dob, coughing a little.
| "Well, yes, some where's near,' assent
ed my dear affianced.
''Now Jerusha, you don't mean to insin-
uate thai L
81 don't mean to insinuate ny.hing,
Bob Smith - and the angelic sweetness Of
her voice was somewhat sharpened.
"Now, see here, 'Rusha, I've loved you
ever since you were knee nigh to ? gopher,
but [ thought when carle home, that you
was sweet On that other cnap; ont, l swan,
| believed you liked me the best all the
time"
go, Bob - said my was-to- be, in gush-
ing sort of way.
''Mine own Jerusha," remarked Bob.
Then l heard a subdued rush acconpa-
MED by violent l:p explosions.
l tried 30 kick, or CRATE my teeth, OF do
something to relieve my outraged feelings,
but not a Kick OF CRATE could / raise.
IL was an awful fix to be in, but there
was nothing 30 90 but to stand it or .atnel
to lay it, SO | laid still and let 'eIn kiss
until they got tired of It, and thea they
went out, ana was again left TO my own
pleasant reflections.
| Ni1hi came and sa did a le6 ef Young
fellows wi h their girls, to sit up with ME
and they had a jolly time of it, although ii
was against my principles to enjoy 1t, OIL
SO solemn an occasion.
1t seemed an age till morning, but il
came at last and they went away. heard
them say chat L was to DC buried that day
at two o'clock, and was beginning to fee
: decidedly shaky, when Jcrusba and hel
mother came into the room and began ar
ranging IL for the funeral.
''itusha,'' said her mother 'here is that
snuff- colored suit of poor Ben's; OF course
he will never have any more use for his
! Globes, SO just put them away among yoi,1
carpe. rags, they'll make splendid
, stripe.''
Now, that particular suit of clothes was
8 just the neatest one l ever owned, arm
7 holes, collals, wristbands and buttons al
5 just the thing, and my blood boiled tC
: hea. them talk SO cOolly of using them fol
a stripe in "ag carpet.
5 They kept OIL talking az ;hey swept
busted and cleaned up the room.
Bob says he will take the Martin farm
to work this year, said Jerusha cheerful
| ", land as soon as we are married We
shall so to keeping house i'll that little cot
tage close to the road. Now [ must ge
my carpet done jdsJ as soon as possible
| wan; If I'm that y,ico Is++Io frnD4 ,,or,
' these duds of Beu's will make out rag.
enough / guess. His folks live so far away
? they VIII never inquire about his clothes
' Now, if it wasn't for the looks Of it, we
| cocli ask old mother Smith about colorila
yellow she's sure to be here today
was getting vely mad now, indeed,
, felt that the crisis was near, and that
} snouid either die or explode if they Sid
| not lei my snuff colored suit alone.
Jerusaa picked them up-I knew 10, fo,
t | heard the buckles and buttons jingle
and made for the door.
l tried to shake n1y fist aud yell at her,
but all in vain. | laid there, outwardly as
quiet as lamb, inwardly boiling with
wrath. 1t was too .nuch the deepest
iisiuCt COuli llob nave EGIu cAG d8stIDSG tlo
loss of thai suit.
With powerful effort sprang up and
screamed.
Jerusha dropped my clothes end her
mother the duster, and both fed from The
room and house, never stopping until they
reached DR.. Browns across the street.
With difficulty l managed to get my
clothes. l had just got them fairly on,
when Mrs. Jones and her daughter, fol-
lowed by a numerous company of men,
women and children, came cautiously peer
ing into the room. l sat on my board
and looked at them.
Such scared comical looking crowd
was enough to laugh an owl, so | laughed.