Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1876-04-15
New Neighbors.


the neighborhood, and the neigh
bors were on nettles Of curiosity
in regard to them. The furniture
came on Tuesday, and Mrs. Win
ters, who lives next door, received
a 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 neigh
bors are coming to-day?" inquired
Mrs. Jackson.
"I've heard so. / wonder what
kind of people they are 2" said Mrs
Winters.
81. don't know" replied Mrs.
Jackson, but / think their furni-
ture is coming now
is that SO ~ And Mrs. Winters
fastened into the next room,
whose window commanded most
desirable view of the situation.
The excellent ladies followed i'm
mediately after her, and three
forms filled up the window, and
the three pairs of eyes peered thro'
the blinds in the Eveliest expecta-
ton The load drove up to the
gate, and after what appeared to
be a needless long time, the ropes
were removed and the unloading
commenced.
"That must be the man." said
Mrs. Reynolds, indicating a gen.
tleman whojust staggered up with
a clock under his arm, a basket
of something or otherin each hand
and his pockets full of vases.
"Of course promptly chimed in
her companions, recognizing at
once that the pack horse was tn e
man.
"He's nice looking" said one of
the ladies,in which the other coin
cided.
"Whatis that at the front of the
wagon ? asked Mrs. Jackson.
II was looking at that myself"
said Mrs, Winters. "It's settee,
amt it?"
81 guess it is" replied Mrs.
Jackson, anxiously. II didn't
know at first but that it might be
a tete-atete."
80, no; that's nothing but a set
tea well worn, too" said Mrs.
Reynolds.
"Why, don't you suppose
they've got a tete-a-tete?' inqulr-
ed Mrs Jackson, with painful anx-
iety.
ut amt on that load at any
rate" said Mrs. Reynolds, whose
carefully-trained eyes had already
encompassed and pierced this wa
gon full of furniture.
"What do you think of those
chairs?" asked Mrs. Winters. 81
can't see them very well as my
eyes trouble me so.'
Mrs. Jackson kindly came to her
rescue at on e,
They're oak" i guess, and a
very cheap-looking article at that.
/ do wonder if this is their best
furniture?
Further remark on the topic was
cut short by the appearance of
tred-looking woman leading two
children. She stopped at the load
and said something to the pack
horse.
"That's her." breathlessly ex-
claimed s.Jackson.
"Well, there's nothing stunning
about her." suggested Mrs. Win
tiers.
Gracious, | should say not"
added Mrs. Reynolds. "She's
mortal homely, and she's got no
more style than a telegraph pole"
"Look at that hat-it's fall
hat, as sure as i live," and the
speaker almost lost her breath at
the discovery.
"What kind of goods has she
on? Is it calico or delaine?'
81 can't see from here, but
guess it's some cheap wooden
goods; but see how it fits"
Sand she's got hoops on, as true
as I'm alive, 'expresively announ-
ced Mrs Winters.
"That's So" chimed in the 9th
ers, with a tone of disgust that
could not be concealed.
swell, l know what the rest of
the furniture is without seeing it,
now that I've seen her, intelli-
gently observed Mrs. Jackson.
"They amt got a tete-a-tete to
their name, and these chairs are
their best parior chairs, too. You
can take my word for that. i
shan't call there in a hurry.
"Haldly !" observed her com
panions, with significant smiles.
And the three returned to the
other room to talk of the revival.
Reader, if you have to move,
move i'm the dead of the night. It's
the best time, and you don't need
much cfa torchlight procession,
either. -Dan6try Nes0S.