The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1875-10-30

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il is half full, besides making me chase al!
around the bain.yard after hcrY'
Guess you aim used to milking" said Mr..
Tuly shIcWdy.
Not used to it, echoed Bell land sup.
posing that am not, what difference can 1t
make? Am TO have Il diploma, and show it
to the COW before dare take the privilege OF
mllklngY
Cows is dreadful sagacious creatures
said the farmer with laughing twinkle IN
his eye. Some On 'em can't never abide wo-
men folks found, and now l come 10 think
on't Miss Tully never used TO milk, cause 1t
was alas handy to DO IT. | tell you what,
Miss Martin, guess you'll have 10 keep Il
man"
Never" said Miss Martin resolutely
"And then the turkcys-they gobblc and
swell out and run after us in u way that Is
positively trigh,iu..'
DO you wear them ar shawls when you go
out to feed en- said the farmer, nodding at
two bright outer wrappings that hung on the
pegs behind the keeping room door,
ny, yes, believe we did"
That accounts for it then. A turkey and Il
bull, the color o red SETS 'em wild. | thought
every body knew that
"And / am to select my wardrobe in refer
enCe to the turkeys IN the pouitryyard" in
dignantly demanded Bell.
Turkeys know a dreadful sight, although
they're generally calculated 10 be a stupid
bird" SAID Mr. fully, sagcly.
And the hens! dear me.' went on Miss
Bell, II nave such trouble about their setting"
Give them u good ducking at the pumps, ~
recommended the farmer. That's sure
cure tor them rs wants 10 set"
But they don't want to SET" interrupted
D Al ..,,l,l l..
broken all her eggs trying to get OUT
"Il they don't want TO they won't" said The
farmer, and it's no use talking"
"Tll see whether they will or not" said
Bell, comprising hof lips tightly
The farmer looked somewhat awed at her
imperious voice and gesture, and glanced un-
easily out Of the window for a change of sub
ect.
What you been doin' out in the door.yard,"
he asked in some surprise.
81 wanted 10 plant some candy-tutt and
mi gonette seeds, said Katie meekly; " so |
dug up all those onions with the sprouting
tops
"Onionsw cried Mr. Tully. "Why them
was Jerushys double tulips and hyancinthsn p
Kate looked at Bell in CONSERVATION.
"You told me they were onions, Bell, and
you have got IL handful of them boiling in
the pot with the maccaroni and sliced car
rots now!" she said responsibility. But Bell
pretended not to hear
what do you think of the strawberry bed,
Mr. TullyY said she cOmplacently.
You haven't been disturbin' the roots dig
cling round 'em at this time Of the year." he
said
"Yes nave" said Miss Bell II didn't
like to see them struggling about so slovenly,
On | dino n n and p1untp1 If pparlV
over again."
LAND o. Goshin" said farmer Tully, 4 be.
lieve you're crazy. And what's them pots in
the Window Posey seeds?'
why" said Miss Bell with concious pride,
ut was too wet for me to work in the fields
this morning, 80 I've started my sweet corn
in crooks so as to be ahead of the Season"
Mr.. FULLY Turned Of a deep appolectic pur-
pie, in consequence OF trying TO CONVEX. Il
burst of laughter into a fit of coughing
"But how be we going to get your potato
crop into the ground ?" he demanded, "wom.
an can't plow."
az don't know why they CAN'T" SAID Miss
Bell, rgumentatvely.
because they are women" said the con-
servative farmer. "Ain't that reason enough ?"
Not by any MEANS" said Miss Bell II
am going to follow the example of the Ger
just like men. Germany is great countryw
~ should think 1t must be-" said MIR. Tully
obviously.
And he took his leave, after some very
kindly meant advice which Miss Bell resolv-
ed mentally not to take.
So the days went on at Elm Brook-by
which euphonious title Miss Martin had de-
Cided to call her farm-until one evening, re-
turning from survey of her premises, she
came on Katie Appleton leaning over the
stile, talking TO somebody IN the twilight.
"KatIe!' she cried warnlngIy as the con
science stricken little damsel tluttered toward
her with both hands full of the lovely pink
blossoms of the wild azalea, "was that a man
you were talking top
lit was only the rector" faltered Katie,
"to know why we weren't at church last
month"
Miss Bell was not exactly satisfied with her
cousins explanations, but said nothing. Yer
bal silence, however, does not restrict the free.
dom of thought, and within herself Miss Bell
Martin was by no means at ease.
"The rector" she repeated "a rector is
only man, after all--and | should think
Katie had enough of the false heart and hol-
| low profession of men But there it is-some
people will never learn by experience"
And between the obstinacy of her Mercer
potatoes, which absolutely declined to come
up, and the i'll advised thoughtlessness OF
Katie in persisting in any intercourse with
the forbidden ranks, Miss Bell was really
quite miserable that night.
She had cause to be more miserable yet in
day or two, for In hand 10 hand encounter
with refractory pig, who had the greedy
taste TO prefer the vegetable garden to the
precincts OF her own pen, she sprained her
ankle.
"What are you to do now?" she groaned,
when by dint of much forttude and rcsolu-
ton, she had hobblcd 10 the old chlntzcover-
ed longe.
"Don't you think" hazzared Kate, that we
had better send for the rectory'
"The rector indeedr cried Bell irascibly.
IL think the doctor would be great deal
more to the purpose"
The doctor came, and SO did Mr.. Milburn,
the rector, with his brother, handsome
square.shouldered man of forty.
81 thought" said Mr.. Hugh Milburn, APP
ologetically, that, "that you might like to