Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1875-09-15

sh.,l % 70 housekeeping in that little cot
tsve Close to the road. Now ! must get
INV cerpct done just rs soon as possloie,
for want II ia that nice little front room.
These duds Of Ben's will make out enough
rags. guess. His folks live 30 far away
they win never inquire about his clothes.
Now, IL it wasn't for the looks OF 1t. we
could ask old Mother Smith about coloring
yellow she's sure to be here to-day.
Twas getting very mad now, indeed;
felt that the crisis was near, and tnat
should either die or explode ii they ala
not let NV suuff.colored suit alone. DER.
usha picked them up-I knew it for heard
the buckles and buttons jingle-and made
for the door. tried to shake my fist and
veil At her, but all in vain. ! laid there,
outwardly as quiet as lamb. inwardly
boiling With wrath. 1t was too much! The
deepest trance would have held out against
the loss of that suit. With powerful eff
fort sprang up and screamed. Jerusha
dropped INV clothes and her mother the
duster, and both fed from the room and
house, never stopping until they reached
DIR. Browns across the street. With dif-
ficultv j managed to get my clothes, had
just got them fairly on, when Mrs. Jones
and her daughter. followed by numer-
Gus company Of men, women and children
came peering cautiously into the room. !
sat on my board and looked at them. Such
q scared looking crowd was enough to
amuse an owl, SO laughed. knew 1t
was unbecoming, but l couldn't have
helped It if thew had chucked me into my
cofhn-which the undertaken was just car
rviug past the window-and buried me
the next minute. laughed until Jared
the chair out from one end of the board.
and down went with crash Then the
doctor yentured into the room, saying
rather obviously, $50 you are not dead
yet. Benz"
"Well, not exactly" replied, "sorry
10 disappoint my friends about the funeral
however"
..Yes," he said rather absently. bad.
rather-that is-ahem."
"Fooled out of that snuff-colored stripe. y
| thought. as l looked at Jerusha.
go and speak with him." said her
father, in stage whisper. Hes got the
stamps, and you had better marry him af-
ter all"
They began to gather around me and
congratulated me on my escape. noticed
that they cried great deal more now
than when was dead. Jerusha came and
hung around my neck. sniveling desper-
ately. gave her no over gentle push,
and told her to wait next time until was
safely buried before she set her heart on
my old clothes.
20. am SO glad!" she said. sweetly,
without appearing to notice what l said
about the clothes-'that you are not dead
Benny. dear. My heart seemed all with
cred and broken to see you lying all cold
and white. I wept bitterly over your pale
face, my beloved"
YES" replied, "Iheard you and Bob
taking on terribly. 1t was very lucky
die for me. ''ss
tAC0uid you hearp" she gasped.
t.Irather think could !; some, !" replied.
She looked toward The door, but it was
crowded full, SO she made dive for the
open window. and went through it like
deer. She shut herself up in the smoke
house. and would not come out until after
l had le.t the house. Bob would not fill
his promise Of marriage with his cousin,
because she tried to make up with me
again; 80 she is living life of single
blcssedness. While l am writing my
wife is cutting up my snuff-colored suit to
put in carpet for our front room.