Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1874-05-08
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. much else. The widow heard the rat
lie OF Tie wheels and looked out, an,
seeing that il was Mr.. Smiley, ant
! that he did not offer to get out, all
! vent to the gate to see what he want
! ed, and there she stood chatting, will
her white arms on the top of the gate
! and her smiling face turned righ
toward him, while tho cold cllills rar
down his shirtless back clear to his
bare feet beneath tho buffalo robe, and
the water from his hair and the dlns,
from his hat had combined to make
some nice little streams of mud that
came trickling down his face. She
asked him to come in. No, lie was in
Il hurry, he said. Still he did not offer
to 60. He did not like TO ask her to
pick mp his reius fer him, because he
Ii1d not know what cEcuse to make for
not dong 1t himself. Then he looked
down the road behind him and saw q
white faced horse coming. and at once
surnlsing that it was that OF Gus.
Sackrlt,er coming, he resolved to do or
die, and hurriedly told his GRAND
The widow would be delightad to go,
OF course she would. But wouldn't he
come IN. No, he was in hurry. ho
sad; had to go on to Mr.. Green's
place.
ttOh," said the widow: ssyota're going
to 1Ir. Green's are you? Why, was
Just going there myself to get one of
the girls to help nc quilt some. Just
wait second while / get nv bonnet
and shawl. ana III ride with you.n-
And away she skipped.
'tThunGer and Gghtning!'' said Bill.
',,what a scrapc = and he hastily
clutch2d his pants from between his
teet, and was preparing to wriggle
into them, when light wagon, drawn
by the white faced horse, driven by a
a boy, came along and stopped beside
him. The boy held up pair of boots
l. one hand and pair Of socks in the,
other, and just as the widow reached
! the gate again, he said:
Here 5 y0ur boots and socks, Mr..
! Smiley, that you left on the bridge
when yOU was in swimming"
You're mistaken" said Bill,
F'they're not mine"
why" said he boy, sain't you tho
/ man that had the race after the horse
Just now =
"No, sir, I an rot 4! You had better
/ 50 on about your business Bill
sighed at the loss OF his good Sunday
! boots, and turning TO the widow said:
! - ust pick up the lines, VIII you,
| please: this brute -Of horse is forever
switching them out of my hands,
| Tho widow complied, and then he
pulled one corn of the robe cautious
iy down, and s!-e got in.
"What q lovely evening" said she.
, and SO warm I don't think we need
the robe over US, do we @
"(Iou see, she had on a nice dress
ana pair Of new CATERS, and she
wanted to show them.)
you'll find it chilly riding, and I
wonIdn't t have you catch cold for the
word,
she seemed pleased at his tender
care for her health, and contented her.
self with sticking one OF her little feet
out, with q long silk neck-tie over the
end Of it.
WHAT is that, 1Ir. Smiley a neck
'Ies, said he, Thought il the other
day, and | must have left it in tie
buggy. Never mind it."
''Dut, she said, 'Fit was so careless:''
2-iH staopinG over she picked it up and
made = motion to stuff il IN between
them.
BILf- her hand going down, and
making = dive after II, cintcAcd it in
his hand and held It hard and fast.
Ihc:l they went on quite distance,
he still Holding her soft little hand in
MS and wondering what lie should do
when they got to Green's, and she
wondering why he did not say some
thing nice IL her - we'll as saeeze her
hand, and Why his coat was buttoncd
Up 50 tightly on syJcI. warm evening.
and what made his face AID hat so
dirty, until as they were going downa
little hi one q the traces came un-
hitchcd and they Lad to stop.
80 murder said Bill !; "what
next %
What is the matter, Mr.. Smiley ?''
said the widow, with q start that came
near Jerking the robe eff his knees.
''Ghe of the traces IS off, said he.
"Well, why don't you get out and
put it on?"
II can't, said Bill; GIVE got-that
is, [ haven't got-oh, dear, I'm SO
sick! What shall [ do ?
"Why, Willie" said she, tenderly.
''what IS the matter do tell me-" and
she gave his hand little squeeze, and
looking into his pale and troubled face
she thought he was going to faint; so
she got out her smelling bottle with
Eer left hand, and pulling the stopner
out with her teeth she stuck it to his
Csc.
Bill vas inst ta1::ng il breath for q
mighty sigh, AMI the pungent odor
made Him throw back his head 50 far
that i.c ioss his balance and went over
the low backed buggy. The little wo-
man gave 4 little scream as his big
bare feet few past her head and COW
ering her face with her hands gave
wy to her tears or smilas-it is har l
10 tell which. Bill WAS ''rig It side up''
IL Il mcment. and was leaning over the
back q the seat hHmbly apoogizing
and explaining, when Ed. Wilbur,
with his wife and baby, drove up be-
hind apd stopped. Poor Bill felt that
he WoHid rather have been shot than
have IL. Wilbur catch him in suciAAs
scr"Ic, but there was no help for it
Bow, 50 be called Ed. to him and
whispered IN his ear. Ed. was like t.
burst with suppressed laughter, bnt
he bCckoncd t. his wife to drive mp,
an /, alter saying som thing to her, he
hetpcG the widow ont of BiIls buggy
into his, and the two women went on,
leaving tAe E1en behind Isll lost no
TIM 81 arranging his toilet as well as
he co's-!, as't 6!en with great persua-
slot 3. got him 20 20 home with him.
aud he0f ny up slippers and socks and
getting him Was3s,i ana comted, had
hi9l quito 2,ccstu-ab.a Wien TIE ladies'
arrived. I need 10. til low the story
was III voTnod out Of bashful Bill.
and bow they ali laughed as they sat
/ around the tea table that night, but
! We VII conclude by saying that they
went t. Tie show together and Bill has
/ no fear Of GINS &aclzrider now.
/ This = the story about Bill and the
widow Just - I had it from Ed. Will
t bar and if there is anything unsatis
{ f. c .oIy about it ask him.
Tie Philadelphia Press has heard OF
al eaterpris5ng citizen who has prom
isod to build ship capable II carrying
ten thousand passengers i'll time for
use at the international caleI ration,
which IS to coIabine Il steam railway.
| a race course, theatre shooting gal