The Jasper weekly courier., 1874-03-27
PERFECT CURE.

Its no use ts,lkin'-there Between
'em both they're plag'in' my life out o.
me. A perfect Silly and Chary-bodice,
and I'm kept bobbin' in sperit, from one to
tother all the time. Why don't you say
somcthin', David?" And Aunt Hepsy
squared herself around, hands OH her
hips. and glared fercely at him.
Uncle David said nothing. Perhaps be-
cause he did not understand who or what
a "Silly and Chary-bodice might be,
and wisely concluded to steer clear of
shoals. The irate old lady went on:
There's John Brumer, TOO, settin'
there all day by the fire. doin' nothin but
pore over little mite OF doctorin' book
- 'Hcme-pathee he calls it--and take
specks of pills not bigger'n a pinhead
Jest as if they could do anybody any
good d.'-and the old lady glared up into
the air as If there was man up there and
she expected him 10 controyert this covert
condemnation, and was prepared TO knock
him out of time Immediately il he did.
Finding that no answer made its appear
mce, however, she looked down upon the
placid Uncle David and continued
You needn't tell me. David; s'posen
he is your old friends son, an is rich. an
pays well for his board That amt no
WHY lit snbuiu sit utWH all give
himself up To notions, an make up his
mind he's got cancers on his liver an
goom-bies in his stomach, an | don't
know what aiin' him besides. 'Taint
nothin' the matter with him but imaglna-
ton, believe. an If he was told of il
'twould do him mere good'n all his home
pathee, | know. He's jista well as am.
Dispepec umph, what bisness has a
strong young feller like him got to have
narves anyway An then he won't take
nothin' to do him any good. fixed him
up nice bowl Of boneset tea, an he
wouldn't take it, but swallered an extra
dose of them little pills inste'd." And be-
ing now pretty well out of breath Aunt
Hepsy rested her case and fixed her eyes
upon the clouds, as though giving her OPP
ponent i'm the air one more chance TO
come to time. Uncle David taking
advantage of the pause. cut in ahead and
said:
Now, Hepsey, don't be so hard on the
Young man. | guess he's sick. and we
ought to have more charity ''-(dear old
Uncle David; just as if he did not have
charity for everybody)-'' for him than we
do. You know he amt got no mother.
nor no father, nor no friend, anyway
leastwise,' the old gentleman added,
thoughtfully,. .as he rubbed the end of his
nose--a trick he had leastwise none that
will do him any good plenty of them
wild fellers he knows-too many of 'em
for his good"
'sWhat is the man talking about?'' in
terrupted Aunt Hepsey, apparently much
incensed at her failure to extract reply
from the clouds. ATS morn two years
since he's been with any of them wild-oat
chaps, an it's my opinion that If he'd kept
away from 'em in the first place he'd a
been tough now, instc'd Of havin' to take
so many of them little pills to brace him
up. Umph. the idee of them things a
bracin anybody up.'
By the glances She cast heavenward. 1t
was evident the good lady was firmly per-
suaded this would fetch the answer she ex-
pected if anything would. and, figuratively
speaking. she prepared to leave il not leg
to stand on. Uncle David rubbed his nose
slowly and said nothing.
There's Kate, too. When we took her
in an adopted her, an made as much of
her as If she was our own dead baby come
to life''-a tear here glistened In the old
lady's eye-"we expected she wouldn't
make US no trouble nor nothin'. Now
look at her. say, coming home from
church only last night and that Tom Jones
with her; he wearin' mustache, too, and
his father deacon In the church." This
last seemed particularly dreadful to Aunt
Hepsey. Uncle David calmly smoked his
pipe. rubbed his nose, and, somehow,
didn't seem at all Mortified.
There, there, Hepsey, don't ----
That's jist like you. David Cummings;
you wouldn't fret If earth should cave In.
Next you know, that gal will be a-gittin
married; gals are so foolish nowadays
they don't know what they want or what's
good for em. neither"
"'Bout the same as they used to be,
Hepsey; jist about Che same, for what
see. Better let 'em alone. an it'll all come
out straight, guess" and Uncle David
went off to the barn to see to things, while
Aunt Hepsey went into the house. first
looking carefully around to see II that an
swcr was in sight anywhere.
She was far from being In as calm a
frame of mind as Uncle David about both
John and Kate. The former worried her
with endless new diseases he was just go
ing to have, and endless new medicines he
was just taking to cure them; hompo-
pathic medicines too, which she couldn't
see any sense or use In. The latter
troubled her far more I'm the fear of her get
ting married, and especially to that Tom
Jones with mustachc." Aunt Hepsey
wanted her TO stay with them always. or
at any rate until some one came along good
enough for her; and as no man was ever
made who could come up to her rigid
standard. that and staying always meant
the same thing. Kate was very pretty, and
OF course had many admirers, which kept
The good old lady In perpetual fever of
false alarm.
just a. Aunt Hepscy sat down to her
sewing John came In; and handsome fell
low lac was, too. or would have been
II he We're not wrapped and mutiled to
the last degree for warm autumn