Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1875-10-05

ftfasuIts VI mEMvFys
There 4 something very touching IN
the fondncss with which old age clings 70
die recoIlectiops Of the past when memory
viii her magic wand has called up The
scenes of wears gone by--ycaTs which,
rounded and sealed, have lain since their
death In the tomb Of eternity. =,
We have venerable grand-aunt--M MIS-.
n<tsy parsons-whose unimpaired mem
ory filns often delights those OF us VINO
rey,I In the stories Of past generation,
and one day We invited Mr.. Chardon, WHO
ID Collecting material for q forthcoming
hooE 10 come over and see the old lady
and listen 10 some Of her oldtime stories.
He brought with him Miss Peters, 70
whom he ID engaged, and we introduced
Them % Aunt Betsy.
Cbardon, Charlton murmured the
old lady, as she scratched her head re
fsecffveIy with knitting noodle" lemme
see There was sam Chard'n lived over
20 tlse corner nigh 10 forty year ago
,member he stole some pork outer Deacon
Haines' ceIlar--hope tyani you, was ~
and the old lady smiled pleasantly, and
Mr.. Charlson, who Ii iwenty-six years oih
and painfully modest blusbed violently
a. he said thai he didn't remember o. esef
doing anything Of the kind.
No-c0me 20 think Of II, IL couldn't
ben you-ihis ere Chardon was dfe'd.
full hsnsnm teller, praps twas yer iatncr'
or mebbe yer uncle, SAID Aunl be'sst
slsr;dly a. she resumed her knitting.
This wasn't very pleasant for Mr. Char.
son, especially as Miss Peters, who had
.eyer been In our vicinity before, began
Co look somewhat dubious, and so We
mildly suggested 70 the good lady that Mr.
yCbsrdon was born IN Noblesboro', long
NAV from the corner, and that hc was go.
ing 30 write a book
Law. yes, /" said Aunt Betsy, Guns
shouldn't A. known We. ] was brought UP
t,.. 70 NDbleboro', an member now All
about ser family. Yer pa failed- didn't
he. when you wog goin ON fer nineteen
wear old. an Nancy Cousins Civ ye the
uitteu on count Of it, That was Jest
af0rc you had The scrape with 49,
Iusi Al this terrible crisis, and while Mr.
fnardon'g face seemed a. though match
might be lighted At II, and Miss Peters
malesiicalIy gathered her shawl, around
her we trod on the old lasy's foot with a
desperate hope that the tide Of recollection
might be cut sh0r.
Tow w~9r' exclaimed Aunt Betsy,
stwhos that q treadin' on my footi don I
We know no betier''' and she regarded us
with such a yindictive glare over her
spcctaales that We have no hope of ever
being remembered In her will.
think. Mr.. ChardoD, we had better be
yolng,f said Miss Peters, In AN impressive
voice, rising from her seat.
Don't be In such hurry, Miss Miss
~ don't quite git your name" SAID our
worthy relative.
-. - al thg kyAff N a
lady stood undecided, and the wrctched
Mr. Cbard0n made frantic effort to smile
pleasantly.
What, one Of the Pcterses 10 Sheep
scoifr said the old lady eagerly; " there
rlashuns of mine"
NV grandfather and father lived In
ShcepscOt," said the young lady, frigid
iy, bat II was very many years ago"
Bless you, child" said Aunt Betsy
cortntcdfy, IL member all bout 'em,
an vi mother too; she never freckled as
you do an her teeth was as white az
yourn IouD amt false ones, be theyr'
said our relative eagerly, 10 which query
Hiss Peters shook her head family, and
said she really must go.
why, ] never see no one in scch q
hurry, remarked Aunt Betsy, OBTAINING
the young lady by her shawl, while Dir
Chardon looked as cheerful M though h,
had killed some one. How old DC you Y
With some hesitation the young lady
murmurcd " Twenty-three.
Lcnme See, /" said the old lady Sam
he marri'd yer ma-she was old Billy
Bixby's dafler--in forty -dye--i member
p'uCkIerly n account oi Sans borTyin
$40 Of my husban 10 20 on honeymoon
with you was born nigh about year
after, an now its sevcnty.fiye, AN ac'
cOrdin' 10 that you mus be, femme see,
and Aunt Betsy commenced counting her
fingers with mathematical precision that
would speedily have evolved thirty years
from the past had We not contriyed 10 re
call her attention by telling her that Miss
Peters was going and that she had better
say 'good.by."
Wall, II you must 70" said our rela.
tive, reluctantly, 81 suppose you must
That's proper pooty dress you're a wear.
in, but what made the dressmakcr cut II
so scrimpin'Y faint big huff round an
It's too tight
You Amt had n fever, nor nothin',
have YER continued the old lady, In a
loud whisper glanclng at thcy0ung lady's
pull-back attire; you look awful thin, y
and, shaking hands cordially with Miss
Peters and her escort, with u pressing In
vitation for them 10 call again soon, our
good Aunt Betsy babe them "adoo."
Chardon don't speak 10 us now, and
Miss Peters looked straight before her az
she passed US on Main street. What have
we done S-Boston Saturday Eoeatag Ga.
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