Connecticut western news., 1874-05-15

GA piano isn't bad investment, answered Tom; "and Deacon Smal says NelPs got talent that oughtn't t. be hid in napkin "-laughingly.
 {" Oh, that's it he's been turning he head with his fatteries. I wonder wh, he doesn't marry her, and be done witt | it!"
 "Marry Nelly Deacon Small!'' criec Tom, with 8 start and laugh. "DiG he ever dare propose such thing ?" "They say she has had it under con sideration. Folks think she couldn' do better"
 "Couldn't she ?" said Tom, uneasily
 "He's got means, you know" sai6 Amanda, seriously, "and Nel's got ambition"
 "And he's old enough to be he, grandfather"
 "Some folks, you know, would soon, or be an old mans darling than young mans slave" ' =.
 "You wouldn't ?"
 "I'l wait till the young man asks me-" answered Amanda, suggestively ae we'll as wisely, and tossing her head as she bade him good-by.
 It can't be that Nell would marry the deacon for his means,'" unused Tom; "Amanda's such @ little apple blossom that it's hard for fellow to make up his mind. Jehu! what con- ceited ass am! Perhaps Nell wouldn't marry nae any way. There's look in her eyes, though, that makes me feel sometimes as if there wasn't any body else in the wide world-and then Anan- da I'll throw one of her saucY glances this way, and raise the deuce in me!'
 ''I'm going to make some of those raised doughnuts that father likes, g said Amanda that evening ''I'm going to surprise him with 'em." A.
 "Wa'al, there's nothin' ter hinder, 9 returned her mother" only the empt- ms is out" " - ~'-.
 9. ''That's always the way, if I take a notion to do any thing"
 "Wa'al, you don't take 8 notion often enough ter hurt; but if you're sot on it, you might toss up rolly-po1y he likes that sight better, only it's apt ter swell in his stomach"
 "Dear me but it stains your hands so. peeling apples P said Amanda, who was too ornamental to be very useful. In fact, the neighbors had asserted long ago that the Wheatings were spelling Amanda :; that she wasn't brought up as 8 farmers daughter should be; she couldn't make up a baking nor take of a churning more than baby. These things had come to Farmer Wheat ing's ears, and had made them burn. So when he had come home to dinner, and found the rolly-poly smoking hot on the table, he smacked his lips and said, - ....r Id, ..'tz
 f" Jest see what wife your mother is, Mandy l! You'll never hay the sense to make such tid-bit fur your husband like this 'ere. You'll hey to perk up and git accomplished in your cookin :, Mandy, if you want ter git married; fur they do say as how a mans heart s reached through his stomach, and I dunno but they're about right"
 "I guess sha'n't have much trouble in getting married when I want to, D pouted Amanda, with a toss of her head. "And that's all the thanks I get for staining my hands peeling ap- pies, and blistering my face over the oven P
 "Holloa, Mandy, you don't mean ter say that you made it I'd as soon ex- pect the moon ter turn ter green cheese I"
 "You're mighty encouraging. When Nell cooks up things just to please her father, he always praises 'em up to the skies and it isn't so hard for Nell, be- cause. she was brought up to it" sulked Amanda.
 Wa'al, ain't a-praisin' it, Mandy Ain't been helped to it twice? What better praise can you hev than that ?"
 "Nell's going to have piano, too, '' pouted Amanda, who was hankering after something more substantial than praise.
 ~ "A piannyl Whats she goin' ter do with it? Keep it fur the chickens ter roost on? Old Eustis is a-shellin' out, pears to me. l s'pose you'll be wantin' one next" .:..-r
 "I'd give all I'm worth to get one first," confessed Amanda. Shell be so highfalutin you can't touch her, and it's dreadful uncomfortable to live beside neighbors who put on airs P
 "And I s'pose pianny would make you kinder humble like, Mandy. Wa'al, if you was ter take a premium at the county fair for the best butter, I'd buy you pianny. There's bar gain for you y 4t
 "Lor sakes I never made a pound in all my born days. But mother could help me-" ...e.-. ..... ..- "No, no mother shan't put finger to 1t-honor bright. I'm goin' fur tel show the folks how as you're equal tc any of the farmers daughters. aim goin' ter have it thrown in my face nc longer that I've fetched you up above | your station" .....r.-.-..---- r
 "WelI, I don't care if try it. If don't take the premium, there won't b' any harm done and if I do, you'll bu. me brand-new seven octave piano honor bright ?" sdl -5 5E. 1 21 :. e 70 ssYes, I will !; seven octave or seyent, whatever an octave may be-"
 And so Amanda went to work with 1 will she was diligent at the. week.. churning. Nell always sent butter t. the county fair, and had taken 8 pre- mium only last year. If she could onl, eclipse Nell And there was Ton B1ierly, too ! How proud he would b. to take her ill. to the county dinner the best butter maker, in Brierly Centr for Tom appreciated those things and she had heard him declare that h. should be proud of domestic wife wh could turn her hand to anything, ik Mrs. Kitchen and the reason why sh had never striyen for that pinnacle wa because she fancied that he would b proud of her on any terms. Beaux cam by nature, but piano was differen affair. Still she had no faith in he own handicraft, and everyatime that sh sent her butter to market she expecte it to return unsold. Ire fair was to b held in Brierly Centre that year, an the time drew near, and Amanda got s nervous over the prospect that sh dreamed she was pound of butter lei to melt in the sun :; and her favorit nightmare was that the premium WE Tom, and Nell's butter took it. Sh
 found out the days on which Ne churned, and she always took care t drop in and taste the butter, in orde
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