The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1874-08-08

'GOO0 morning. MT W HOUR. w nat s lut
news your way?'
ooh, nothing particular, that know OF, said
Ed, ''only Robinson's show that every body and
his girl is going 10. | WAS over to old Sack
riders last night, and | see his son Gus has got
a new buggy and was scrubbiug up his harness,
aud he's got that white laced colt OF his slick as
a seal. ] understand he thinks OF taking the
Widow Watson TO The show. He's been hanging
round good deal of late, but I'd just like to cui
him out | would. Susan is nice little woman
and deserves better man than that young pup
OF fellow, Trough | wouldn't blame her much
either if she takes him, for she must be dreadf ul
lonesome, and then she has to lei her iarin out
on shares and it isn't halt worked, and no one
else seems to have spunk enough 10 speak up to
her. By jingo! II were single man I'd show
him trick or two"
So saying, Ed. borrowed some bags and start
ed around the corner Of The barn, where he had
left Bill sweeping, and put his ear to a knot belle
and listened, knowing that the bachelor had a
habit OF talking TO himself when any thing wor-
ried him
"Confound that young Baerder - said Bill,
"what business has he, then, d like 10 know
Got new buggy, has he7 Well, SO have |, and
new harness, too and bis horse can't come in
sight of mine and declare I've half q mind to
Yes, will I'll 60 this very night and ask her
to 60 TO the show with me. lll show Ed. Will.
bur that amt such calf as he thinks am, il
did let old Watson get the start of me in the
first place ~
Ed. could scarce help laughing outright, but
he hastily hitched the bags ON his shoulder, and
with low cbuckle at bis success, started home
to tell the news TO Nelly; and about five o'clock
that evening they saw Bill go by with bis horse
and buggy On his way TO the Widows He jog
ged along quietly thinking of the old singing
school days-and what pretty girl Susan was
then-and wondering inwardly il be would have
more courage now to talk up to her, until at a
distance of about mile from her house be came
to bridge-over a large creek-and it so hap
pened that just as be reached the middle of the
bridge he gave tremendous sneeze, and blew
his teeth out of his mouth, and clear over the
dashboard, striking on the panks they rolled
over the side of the bridge and dropped into four
feet of water
Words cannot do justice to poor Bill, or pain
the expression of his face as he sat there-com
rletely dumbfounded at this startling piece Of ill
luck. After while he stepped out OF the buggy,
and getting on his hands and knees looked over
into the water. Yes, there they were, at the bot
| tom, with crowd of little fishes rubbing their
noses against them, and Bill wished to goodness
that his nose was as close for one second. His
| beautiful teeth that had cost him so much and
the show coming on and no time to get another
set-and the widow and young Sackrider.-
Well, be must try and get them semehow-and
no time to lose for some one might come along
and ask him W bat he was foolng around there
for. He had no notion OF spelling his good
clothes by wading in with them on, and besides
if be did that he could not go to the widows thai
night, so he took look up and down the road
TO see that no one was in sight, and quickly un-
dressed himself, laying his clothes in the buggy
ba be
bank and waded into the almost icy cold water
but his teeth did not chatter in his head, he only
wished they could. Quietly he waded along sc
as not to stir up the mud, and when he got to the
right spot he dropped under water and came VI
with the teeth in his hand, and replaced them in
his mouth.
But bark What noise is that? wagon
and a little dog barking with all his might, and
bis horse is starting. "Whoa whoa !" said
Bill, as be splasht and Aoundered out through
mud and water. "Coniound the horse. Whoa
Whoa Stop, you brute, stop ~ But step ht
| would not, but went off at spanking pace with
the unfortunate bachelor after him and the little
dog yelping after the bachelor. Bill was certain
IL in capital running costume, but though be
strained every nerve he could not touch the bug
gy or reach the lines that were dragging on the
| ground. After while his plug hat shook of
| the seat and the hind wheel went over it making
it as fat as pancake Bill snatched it as he ran
after jamming his fist iato it, stuck it, all dusty
| and dimpled, on his head. And now he saw thu
widows house on the hill, and what, oh wha
would be do Then his coat fell cut and be slip
ped it On, and then making desperate squirt be
clutched the back of the seat and scrambled in
and pulling the buffalo robe over his legs, stuffed
the other things beneath. Now, the horse hap
pened 10 be one that he got from Squire Moore
| and he got it from the widow, and he took it ia
to bis head to stop at her gate which Bill had nj
power TO prevent, as he had not the possession o
| the reins; besides be was too busy buttoning hi
coat up to his chin to think of doing much else
| The widow heard the rattle Of the wheels ant
looking out and seeing that it was Mr. Smiley
and that he did not offer to get out, she went Il
the gate to see what he wanted, and there sh
stood chatting, with her white arms on the tol
of the gate, and her smiling face turned right to
ward him, while the cold chils ran down hi
shirtless back clear to his bare feet beneath th
buffalo robe, and the water from his hair and tn
| dust from his bat had combined to make som
nice little streams OF mud that came tricklinj
down his face
She asked bin to come in. No, he was in
hurry, he said. Sill he did not offer to go. II
did not like to ask her to pick up his reins 70
him because he did not know what excuse t
make for not doing it himself. Then he locke
down the road behind him and saw white-face
horse coming, and, at once surmising that it wa
that Gus Sackrider coming, he resolved to do o
die, and hurredly told his Grand. The wido'
would be delighted to go, of course she would
But wouldn't he come in. No, he was in hui
~, he said had to go on to Mr.. Green's place
ooh" said the widow, YOU'RE going to MI
Green's are You? Why, was just going ther
myself to get one of the girls to help me qui
some. Just wait second while get my bon
net and shawl, and I'll ride with you" An
away she skipped.
"Thunder and lightning |" said Bill, "what
scrape !" and he hastily clutched his pants be
tween bis feet, and was preparing to wiggle int
them, when light wagon, drawn by white
stopped beside him. The boy held up pair {
boots in one hand and o pair of socks in Ii
other, and Just as the widow reached the ga
again, be said:
"Here's yonr boots and socks Mr.. Smiley, tA'
you left on the bridge when you were swim
ming"
"You're mistaken" said bill, "they're nj
mine"
"Wby," said the boy, Saint you the ma
that had the race after the horse just now r.
'No, sir, am not You had better go
about your business" Bill sighed at the loss
his Sunday boots, and turning to the widow
said
"Just pick up the lines, will you, please; tn
brute of horse is forever switching them out
nv hands" The widow complied, and then
pulled one corner of the robe cautiously dow
and she got in.
"What a lovely evening"" said she, "and
warm, don't think we need the robe over u
do WEI"
You see, she had on nice dress and pair
new CATERS, and she wanted to shsw them.
"Oh, my !" said Bill, earnestly, "you'll fl