The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1875-01-23
The SnuG-COIOred Suit.

on the head.
The first thing that realized after it
was that | was straight and still on
something hard, and when tried to
move myself al d speak foand it im-
possible to do so. concluded that
must be in some very tight place, for l
could not see; in fact soon learned
that, though perfectly conscious, l
could do nothing but hear. a door
opened and footsteps approached; but
ieIt cloth taken from my face, and
voice which | recognized as that Of Mr..
Jones--the father of my wife that was
to he
''lIe hasn't changed much," and his
companion whose voice l knew to be
the village undertaken, Hopkins by
name, lightly:
'Detter looking dead than alive.
How does J,rusha feel about it? Take
ON much?"
"Oh no, she had her eye on another
fellow any how, aud better match too,
excepting the money part. Though !
lad nothing against Ben, n,only he didn
know much, ard was about the hnmlest
man ever knew. Such a mouth why
it really seemed as though he was 90
ing to swallow knIte,p ate, ,and all, when
lie opened it at dinner
"Well," said the cheerful voice of
Hopkins, "he'll never open his mouth
again." and then he proceeded to meas.
ure me for was dead. / had heard of
undeItakers who always whistled joy
fully when they got Il measure, bat l
never Lelle, ed 1t before. But that man
actually whislled su6dued dancing.
tune while lie measured Inc, and it
seemed TO me that two Ur three iciclrs
were rolling down my back, tU the mu.
sic OF his whistle.
His duty done, they covered my face
which were not particularly cUmlurtlng,
although had alten heard ii remarked,
that meditation was good iOr the soul,
and this was the best chance | ever had
vi trying it.
An hour must have passed when the
door again opened, aud two persons
came whispering along to where lay,
and the voice OF my promised wife Tell
upon my ear.
Il dread to look at him, Bob; he was
so mortal homely, alive, be must be
lrightlul, dead"
l lgrJnnd my teeth in Imagination, as
l remembered how often she and gone
into laptures, Or pretended TO, over my
noble brow, aud expressive mouth; and
how she had ui ten declared that II l
were taken away from her she would
surely pine away ahd die.
One Oi Them raised the cloth, and l
knewsthey were looking at me. Bob
was her second cousin, ami / knew that
he Was that "Uther fellow" whom her
father had mentioned.
Seems 10 lne YOU don't feel very
bad about his dying, 'Rusha," remark
eJ Bob, mediatiyely.
"Well, to tell the TRUTH" said my
dear betrolhed, 81 don't care very much
about it. II lie had lived should have
married him, because he is rich aud
father wallted ne to; but was about
sick of my bargain, for knew should
always be ashamed OF him, lie looked
so like babOon.
"But you loved him, remarked Bob.
"No, didn't! My affections were
wasted long ago upon one who never
returned my love-" and my fast-fading
idol sighed heavily.
"Ihey had covered my face by this
time, and were standing few steps
from where lay.
"About how long ago, 'Rusha?" ask
ed Bob.
"a year, or such q matter" with
another 'eep sigh, which ended in a fit
Of saerzing.
"AbOut the time / went away" in
terrogated the cautious Bob, coughing
a little.
"W,ll, yes, some'res near" assem-
ted my dear ailiancrd.
"Now, Jrrusha, you dou't mean to
insinuate that -
81 don't mean to insinuate anything,
Bob SMITH" and the angelic sweetness
Uf her voice was somewhat sharpened.
"Now, see here, 'Ruiha, I've loved
you ever since you were knee high to
golher, but | thought when You came
home that you was sweet on that other
chap; but swan believe you liked me
lll the time!"
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