The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-03-23
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TUESDAY, MARCH 90, 1876.


IA low sweet voice is an excellent thing
IN woman" Just so, Mr.. Poet, but it may
be so low and so sweet, that II is positively
dangerous Like those internal machines
we used to hear Of during the war, tlat
look so innocent and go off with bang
sending everything within reach sky-hgh.
Mrs. Susan Plummer is one Of the low
est voiced of her sex, and with such mild
light blue eyes, you would take your oath
her temper was not of a one-chicken power.
but the other night when the burglars were
About eleven o'clock she woke Mr. Plum
mer with q vigorous shaking and sundry
pulls at his hair, at the same time saying,
They are coming, | knew they would
the very same ones that broke open the
safe while ago" "What is it, what do
you mean" said Josiah, sleepily, rubbing
open his eyes and sitting mp in bed. BY
listening intently he could hear from the
back chamber steady rap, rap, rap, but
could not make out what it was. Mrs Su-
san could stand it no longer. She was out
of bed looking, or rather feeling for the
old musket, for the night was as dark as
Egypt. Having secured the gun and a
flask of powder, only upsettng one chair
and knocking tin basin off the shelf in
the process, she made her return trip with
out further accident. Mr.. Plummer was
still sitting up in bed, but she did not know
exactly where, and reaching out her hand
she thrust finger in each eye The shrek
he gave caused her to drop the gun and
say snow don't take on so, they'll surely
hear you; don't act so like great calf
they'll hear you, say.
''Let EN-" calculated Josiah, sob, dear.
dear But after a while the pain grew less
and she handed him the gun, and poured
out the powder into his hand. "There.
forgot the shot, they are on the second
shelf in the high cupboard, behind the bot
ties Rap, rap, rap, sounded down the
back stairs After upsetting couple of
bottles the shot were found, and the gun
finally loaded and capped. He made his
way back 20 the bedroom. The door was
locked. She put her mouth to the key
hole and shouted "They're up stairs. tell
you, don't be such n coward. Mr.. Plum
mer. go and shoot en-" said that bloody
minded woman.
'Let me in, SAID Mr.. Plummer, II want
my clothes"
GO and kill EN-, you miserable cow
ard" fairly shrieked Mrs. Susan II am
going to the nelghbors for help
There was no use in standing there. lie
knew by experience Mrs. Plummer's laws
were like those of the medes and Persians,
not to be altered. So he went quakiDg
with fear and cold, up those unused back
stairs. Zap, rap, rap, came louder than
ever One bare foot went into a snow
drift, and the other on an ear of corn that
came near sending him TO the foot of the
stairs
He dropped the gun and held his breath
expecting it would shoot him or the burg
lars, he did not much care which, when he
noticed the sounds We're close by his ear
That very afternoon Mrs. p. had hung
an unused crate from the stove by the
north window, and the wind coming
through the open pane swayed il back and
forth producing the regular rapping and
rafting he heard.
"Confound that woman, he muttered.
now she will fill the house with neigh
bors, I'll warrant"
The bedroom door door was locked. so
he sat down by the stoyc to wait for the re-
turn OF Mrs. Il. Presently he heard steps
Into the bedroom they came, Mrs. u. and
the neighbors. Mrs. p. Unlocked the door
and in her sweetest voice called. ''.losiah
Josiah, are you dead 2"
Not word from the half frozen man on
the other side of the stove.
sob he is dead, he is dead" she cried, as
one of the men pulled match from his
pocket and began hunting around for a
light.
Torment that woman said Mr.. Plum
mer, in his own mind, 81 do believe she
has called town meeting, for he could
hear people trying the outside door
The lamp disclosed very sorry looking
man dressed 10 a single garment, with a
scarlet stain running from his face down
his right arm. sob, did you kill him 2"
cried Mrs. Plummer. Il am miserable
coward, am |, he inquired, slowly extend
ing his scarlet sleeve.
The neighbors couldn't find the wound.
and after Mrs. u. had recovered from her
faintness at the sight of blood, it was as
certained that in his search for the shot he
had broken bottle of scarlet dye. causing
his frightful appearance.
Mr.. Plummer found his clothes, and the
neighbors found the gun loaded with scour-
ing sand instead of powder.
When they were alone, Mrs. =. was tue
first TO break the silence. "You cut Il
pretty figure, didn't you, Josiah, setting
there by the stove IN your shirt sleeves,
right before folks 2"
"Mr Plummer have you looked in the
glass since you dressed yourself - he re-
torted. OF course feminine human nature
couldn't stand that, so taking the lamp in
her hand she advanced to the long glass
and discovered basque and overskirt, but
ton CATERS and balmoral hose were all
complete, but alas, the lower skirt was
lacking from her outfit. She sank into a
chair exclaiming, "You miserable old
but she got no farther, for she could hear
Mr.. Plummer in the next room getting
ready for bed and humming-
Mrs S. she has her cuttings up, and pouring
out OF walls
But then she has her widows thirds, and all on
us has trials.
Fairhayen, VT. SAGE GREEN.