The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1875-10-13

''Just pick up tho lines, will you,
Please this brute 81 horse is always
switching them out of my hands, The
widow complied, then he pulled one cor
ner of the robe cautiously down as she
got in. " I'll ,>'"t
s'What lovely evening" said she !;
''and so warm l don't think we: want the
robe over US, do we?''
you see she had on nice new dress
and a pair Of new CATERS, and she want
ed TO- show them). .:.. H.. nE.sh
sob, my!' said Bill earnestly, you'll
find it chilly riding, and l wouldn't have
you catch cold for the world"
She seemed pleased at this tender care
for her health, and contented herself
with sticking one of her little feet out
with a long silk necktie over the end of
"What is that, Mr.. Smiley. neck.
tie % - 3. 'Y.,ri
Eyes," said he, 81 bought it the other
day and ! must have left it in the buggy.
Never mind it, ~
'But,' sale she, sit was careless and
STOPPING over she picked it up, and made
motion to stuff it between them.
Bill felt her hand going down, and
making dive after it, cutched it in his
and held hard and fast. -a't%s
Then they went ON quite distance, he
still holding her hand in his. and wonder.
ing what he should DO when they got to
Green's, and she wondering why he did
not say something nice to her as we'll as
squeeze her hand, why his coat was but.
toned up; so tightly on such q warm
evening, and what made his face and hat
so dirty, until they were going down
little hill and one of the traces came un-
hitched and they had to stop.
''Oh, murder!' exclaimed Bill, sswhat
next?'
What is the matter. Mr.. Smiley 2" said
the widow, with start which came near
jerking the robe off his knees.
Zone of the traces is off, answered he.
well, why don't you get out and put
it on?''
Il can't" said Bill; ''1've got-that
is, l haven't got-oh, dear, I'm so sick
What shall do2''
"Why, Willie" said she tenderly,
what is the matter g do tell me.
She gave his hand little squeeze, and
looked into his pale face she thought he
was going to faint, so she got out her
smelling bottle with her left hand, and
pulling the stopper out with her teeth,
she shook it to his nose. !1.'
Bill was just taking in breath for a
mighty sigh, and the pungent odor made
him throw back his head so for that he
lost his balance and went over the low
back buggy. The little woman gave a
low scream as his bare feet flew past her
head; and covering her face with her
hands gave way to tears or smiles-it is
hard to tell which. Bill was ''right side
up in a moment, and leaning over the
back of the seat humbly apologizing and
explaining, when Ed Wilbur and his
wife and baby drove up behind and stop
ped. Poor Bill felt that he would rather
have been shot than had Ed. Wilbur
catch him in such scrape, but there
was no help for it now, so he called Ed,
to him and whispered in his ear. Ed.
was like to burst with suppressed laugh
ter, but he beconed to his wife to draw
up, and, after saying something to her,
he helped the widow out of Bills buggy
| into MS, and the Two women went on,
leaving the men behind. Bill lost no
time in arranging his toilet as we'll as he
could, and then with great persuasion Ed.
got him to 80 home with him, and hunt
ing up slippers ans socks, and getting
him washed and combed, had him quite
presentable when the ladies arrived. l
need not tell YOU how the story was all
wormcd out of bashful Bill, and how
they laughed as they sat around the tea
table that night, but will conclude by
saying that they went to tn As]N W IT,
gcther, and Bill has no fear Of Gus Sock.
rider now.
This is the story about Bill and the
4 widow, just as had it from Ed. Wilbur
and if there is anything unsatisfactory
about it, ask him.