Daily Kennebec journal., 1875-03-04
lContinued from first page. !

One mlSnt fancy sho WOulu piVh u' ~
unfortunate pillow upon the way; ouI no
Il hope she was above meddiing win
her neighbor's things! Certainly ohe
walked impressively to the door ana rang
the bell. which was instantly answered by
Mr.. Lawson himself. with carpet-bag in
his hand, and his hat upon his head
"Going away. are you ?" asked Miss
Disbrow, diverted for the time from her
original errand by an opportunity Of in
serting the wedge of inquiry.
''Ah, Miss Disbrow Yes. / am going
to Chicago, on little business trip. VIII
you not come in ~
s'Thank you, Mr.. Lawson. not this
morning. Does your wife accompany
you?"
mo she doesn't She is going TO Gin
cinnati for few days" replied M. Law
son, who was as gullelesS as a spring
chicken, and not much Of q mouthful for
the man9uvring black fox, who always
found great deal more flavor in anything
she had first unearthed by skilltul digging.
You had better come in." continued he
cordially. Mrs. Lawson is busy packing,
but she will be glad to see you" And the
deluded man really believed SO . for al
though he had lived in such close relation
with Mrs. Lawson for five years, he was
only man, after all.
But Miss Dlsbrow was a woman, and so
she knew great deal better than to be
persuaded that a person is glad to see
callers when packing.
"Oh, no, indeed, Mr.. Lawson, Thank
you; but just ran over in neighborly
way to tell you of little accident hap
pened to observe from my window.
pillow tell from the balustrade where your
chambermad very carelesslv left it, and is
now lying upon the sidewalk. was fear
full it might come to grief before any of
the family missed it. Good morning
And so speaking, Miss Disbrow bowed
and rushed away.
Benjamin" said she mysteriously
when she reached her own rocking chair
again, Il cannot see why Mrs. Lawson
takes the time to 60 to Cincinnati when
her husband is away 1t would be my
choice not to leave the house alone with
that fight, Bridget Goakes. Or then, why
did not Mrs. Lawson go to-day. can't
understand it
And with this. Miss Disbrow fell into a
fit of musing, and mused SO long and 81
lently tha. Benjamin fell asleep, and
dreamed he knew where there was II wood
chuck's hole with woodchuck inside.
Meanwhile Mr.. Lawson kissed his wife,
(probably) took his valise, and he went
on, happily unconscious OF cloud no big
ger than; mans hand, already coming in
his domestic sky. He thought of no shad-
ow darker than the bank of heavy dark
ness hanging above his head in the
heavens. And That very evening those
vaporous clouds, having sulked long
enough over the .wretched condition of the
muddy streets, made up their minds and
expressed it by coming down in an en-
phatic fall OF snow that glided from UNI
brellas and drifted against windows like a
slipping off great white blanket. By
day dawn the streets and steeples were
white as miller's hat, and the air rang
with the scraping Of shoyels and jingling
Of sleigh-bells.
"Of course Mrs. Lawson won't think OF
starting after such a snow, with every
prospect OF the roads being blocked. OF
course not, Benjamin, )" said Miss D;sbrow
seating herself to her occupation Of look
ing npon things of her neighbors with all
9theey OF her own, and all the eyes of
her glasss-watching them so intently that
actually pair of pigeons flew into the bel
fry Of the church, and Il pair Of ragged
boys peeped into the vestry window with
out her knowing it. But her watch was
rewarded, for at precisely quarter past
eleven a close carriage came up TO Mrs.
Lawson's door.
''As sure as YOU are born, Benjamin, sha
is going !" exclaimed Miss Dsbrow, ap-
parently as violently astonished as though
she had not been looking all the morning
for sight OF that very carriage. And
two trunks What can the woman want
of two trunks just going down to Cincin-
natl ?" she continued, appearing to sus
pect the track of the Trojan horses.
well, now, l cannot see why she takes
so much baggage. And as sure us you
are made, Benjamin, she has new tray
cling suit throughout hat and all. A suit
of silver gray poplin with muf and collar
of ofAstrachan wool, and an Alaska hat.
She looks girlish as You please" added
Miss Disbrow, bringing her opera glass
which always lay conveniently near upon
the teaboy, to bear upon the small figure
Of her neighbor, who was turning back
10 the door for last word to Bridget;
seeming. as she stood there, to the untred
eyes. as cheerful as a Burgundy rose. Bat
alas things are not what they seem.
''If that woman is ever dessected,
want TO see her heart, benjamin, | be.
lieve she has no more than You could put
on the point of needle. | do so," re-
sponded Miss Disbrow, putting dove her
glass as the carriage slowly plowed is
way along the snowy street, and taking
up the book-mark she was cmbroidering
for the pulpit Bible.
The sun shone, the pigeons whirred
past the windows, the school-boyS snow
balled, the engine screamed, and the ears
rumbled and grumbled and gldcd ont
from the depot, disappearing around the
long curve, out beyond the city limitess
them went little Mrs. Lawson, blithc as Il
June morning. But although she looked
SO, what if, after all, she was not SIMPLE
hearted as q daisy