The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1876-04-06
ON THE WATCH.
Running th3 Gauntlet Of Prying Neigh
bors.

Bailey, of the Danbury News, tells
| this: A new family was to move into
the neighborhood, and the neishbors
were on nettles of curiosity in regard to
them. The furniture came on Tuesday,
and Mrs. Winters, who lives next door,
received call from Mrs. Jackson and
Mrs. Reynolds just as the first load of
goods made its appearance on the street.
''Do you know the new neighbors are
coming to- day % inquired Mrs. jackson.
''I'ye head so. [ wonder what kind
of people they are p said Mrs. Winters
81 don't know, replied Mrs. jackson,
s'but I think their furniture is coming
now"
els that SO ?" And Mrs Winters hast
ened into the next room, whose window
commanded most desirable view of the
location
The excellent ladies followed immedi-
ately after her, and the three forms filed
up the window, and the three pair of
eyes peered through the blinds in the
Hveliest expectation. The load drove
up to the gate, and after what appeared
to be needlessly long time, the ropes
were removed and the unloading COM
menced.
''That must be the man." said Mrs.
Reynolds, indicating gentleman who
just staggered up with a cloak under one
arm, looking glass under the other,
basket of something or another in each
hand, and his pockets full of vases.
''Of course" promptly chimed in her
companions, recognizing at once that
the pack horse was ''the man.
''He's nice looking" said one of the
ladies, in which the others conceded.
"What is that at the front of the wag-
on p asked Mrs. Jackson.
81 was looking at that myself" said
Mrs. Winters. cts settee, amt it 2"
81 guess it is," replied Mrs. Jackson,
anxiously. 81 didn't know at first but
that it might be tete-a-tete.''
go, no that's nothing but settee-
a well worn one too" said Mrs. Rey-
nolds.
'Why, don't you suppose they've got
a tete-a-t ?" inquired Mrs. Jackson,
with painful anxiety.
cit tain't on that load, at any rate"
said Mrs. Reynolds, whose carefully
trained eyes had already encompassed
and pierced the wagon full of furniture.
"What do you think of those chairs, r"
asked Mrs. Winters. s'I can't see them
very well as my eyes trouble me So"
Mrs. Jackson kindly came to her res
cue at once.
''They're oak, I guess, an very
cheap looking article at that. [ do Won
der if this is their best furniture %
Further remark on the topic was cut
short by the appearance of tired-look-
ing woman leading two children. She
stopped at the load and said something
to the pack-horse.
'"That's her." breathlessly exclaimed
Mrs. jackson.
"Well, there's nothing stunning about
her." suggested Mrs. Winters.
s'Gracious, I should say not," added
Mrs. Reynolds. "ohe's mortal homely,
and she's got no more style than tele-
graph pole.''
'Look at that hat-it's a fall hat, as
sure as I live and the speaker almost
lost her breath in the discovery.
''What sort of goods has she on? Is it
calico or delaine p
81 can't see from here /; but I guess it
is some cheap wooien goods; but see
how it fits
"And she's got hoops on, as true as
I'm alive" explosively announced Mrs.
Winters.
''That's So" chimed in the others,
with tone of disgust that could not be
concealed.
"Well, I know what the rest of the
furniture is without seeing it, now that
I've seen her, intelligently observed
Mrs. Jackson. ''They amt got q tete-a-
tete to their name, and those chairs are
their best parlor chairs, too. You can
take my word for that. I shan't call
there in hurry"
"Hardly p observed her companions,
with significant smiles.
And the three returned to the other
,oo,o. till e tI,o
Reader, if you have to move, move i'll
the dead of night. It's the best time,
and you don't need much of a torchlight
procession there.