Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-08-09

"Well, / don't know anything
about your metaphorics, but if yol
want to go into the woods this af
ternoon, and want me to go long
I'll go, if YOU will just act lik,
folks. I've been wanting to dil
some sassafras roots and now is Al
good chance as any"
"Wall then, you be to my house
at half past twelve and now I'll gC
and see Mrs. Chumbley bout goin'.
If ever there was a woman will
a big body full of heart, overflow
ing and sprinkling every one al
around her with big splashine
drops, that woman was Mrs. Chumb.
ley. She was not shrivelled up in
any way, so somehow | knowod
she would grasp my idea with q
good steady grip. When | went
in she was just setting the table,
so | told her not to interrupt herself
as ] could always talk, no matter
what was going on. She made me
take off my bonnet, gave me a big
fan, and then | sprung my idea.
"Mrs. Chumbley," said I, 81 can
talk free to you, because you are
big enough to understand. The
little | dare to say to Mrs. Pellet,
didn't give me mite of satisfac-
ton, because | was afraid she would
start right up"
"Why, what is it, Jacindy ?" says
Mrs. Chumbley, her bread-knife
sticking into the air from the loaf
she was cutting "thcre haiu't moth
ing happened to your coop, has
there
ayes there has it's upset." says
| gravely.
Good gracious and them hens
ont, scratching up your garden
things! I'll go right over and help
you get 'em in."
"No, my garden things are safe
it's only one old hen that's out, and
what's more, she's been cooped up
just as long as she's agoin to be"
says |, very resolute.
see that even Mrs. Chumbley
didn't understand, so calned down
and explained my new thought as
eloquently as words could make
it, "and now," says /, winding up,
81 want you to put your right hand |
into mine in this movement and |
help to start it right here in
this neighborhood, then maybe il
will spread like the rings OH a pond
of water when pebble is thrown
in. We don't need no bloomer
nor no lecter hall to set
it agoin', nor to hinder it neither"
says l, pointed, for I bain't no
friend to this promiscuous hopping
up OH to stage 10y every average
who could put all her ideas
into q thimble, and then wouldn't
have to put brick on top to keep
EN- in.
"Jacindy Paddcr, You are gen
line woman, real good hearted,
good feeling woman; you shall
nave tumblcr of my strawberry {
ely, and I'll sec you through it," [
she meant through the idea, not /,
he jclly,-said Mrs. Chumley, with {
seling in her eyes. "l'll let every q
thing 60" says she 7
With twinkle; "just do up my v
fishes, roll up some bread aud cold |
am, run over after Mrs. Blumins, S
nd Jane take the old horse and h
he two seated wagon, aud we'll go ,
ut and get breathing SPELL" i
So / ran home, set the beans in {
0 bake for Irey's supper, told {
'lindy to see to them, got him a l
ice lunch, and told him | would a
ot be home till late, but Clindy a
'ould get his supper at the usual o
me. After got the dishes done S
p and myself tidied l rolled up b
~ vittals for the woods. hadn't Fl
lore than got ready, when Mrs. o
humbley driv up with the two b
,ated wagon, Mrs. Pellet, Mrs. e.
lumins and Jane in. IL was some n
( q job to climb into the wagon, n
OF being SO springy as l used TO 81
2, but | got into tho back seat h
ith Mrs. Pellet and Jane, and off tl
G started for a regular frolic.. b
"Wbere shall we go!" asked Mrs. {,
a
"Let's go to the Glen; there's II
al nice hills to eat on, and see