The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1876-07-19

WEDNESDAY ]. 4. 1. July 10, 1876.
what Mrs. Notify MD while Her Illus
bana Was az the Ceaayentao<.
From the IndsansposIs Journal with yasiationa1 4
Molly was shaving when Mrs. Mosly came
In from the barn with her empty milk |
bucket and said: 49,.
uBenjannin, I am tired OF my life, so I
am, Some varsnint has killed the old yaller |
hen and eat up oil her chicks; the white |
turkeys gone off with her fifteen little Ones,
and don't expect ever to see 'eris agin;
Days down with the buckeyes and the
colts broke the gobblerss leg. INtoid you
how It would be II we went 60 farming
but you never viii take my advice
x Never mind, Nancy, said Molly,
Sc maybe It won't be always so. II certain
mans nominated at Cincinnati, he's purity
sure to be elected, and IL do my biggest
for him, Pm purity sure to get the post
Office. Pve been as good as toldso by them
that ought to know. y gt
60 lor," exclaimed Mrs. Molly, ",won't
that be awful nice; then We can live in
town, and I can have hired gall to do my
work, and Angelina Sophia can have 8 pi-
aner, and Johnny can learn to;be q DOCTOR
or lawyer, or something" ~ 4
Yes" said Molly; "now, Nancy, be
sure to put clean shirt and some collars
into my Yalise tonight for I must be Oft to
Cincinnati tomorrow morning. / want to
be on the ground to watch them New York
bummers, for vigilance is the price OF lib
erty." &tE:e s5 ~
So Molly went on his way rejoicing, and
Mrs. Molly, who never reads the newspa-
peers, and was too much delighted with the
new prospect to dream of failure, went en-
making her preparations to live in town.
In due course Of time Molly came home
looking faded and dispirited; but his wife
was too busy to notice his looks, and not a
word was said that night about the action OF
the convention. Next morning, when they
went to the barn to milk the COWS Molly
asked, looking about the stalls for some
thing:
ewing, where's sultan?"
s.I sold him." replied Mrs. Molly very
coolly.
"pm in no humor for joking, Nancy;
where is the hcrse?" IT.
.tI sold him, I told you wonst, !" repeated
Mrs. Molly. 81 know'd we wouldn'tneed
him in town, and thought maybe we
wouldn't get another chance to sell him,
and, then, wanted the money to buy
things"
"Oh,' groaned Molly. trying to suppress
the indignation that made hts face ghastly.
tsWho did You sell him TOP Maybe I can
buy him back?"
Ono, you can't, cause the man at got
him was agoin' West,"' said Mrs. Molly,
<sand he's there afore now. / guess"
elbow much did he give you for the
horse?" asked Molly, sitting down on the
haf-bushel and resting his head on his
hand.
"He said the times was hard and he'd give
me $3.50 for him, and not another cent. and
If didn't take that could keep the horse,
and Jest took it; lisa pile OF money these
times" .-.. ...-.--y..
uWhat, A hundred and fifty dollars
Why, he was the best horse in the county.
have refused $500 for him."
eyes, know it, and I told the man so,
but he said that was in good times, and he
wouldn't give cent more. And now, Ben
jamin, don't ask me for the money, cause
haven't got it, r-~,-..
"Hayen't got it! Is the woman crazy?"
Ono; laid it out for nice dress to wear
in town. You didn't expect me to do with
out one fine dress, did you? and me the
wife OF postmaster, and a-liying among
them town big-bugs?"
"Nancy, do you mean to say that you
paid hundred and fifty dollars for n
dress?" inquired Molly.
81 do, Benjamin, and it was dirt cheap at
that; and I'll be obleeged to have velvet
cloak and bonnet with a feather in it; but
/ guess what we'll get for the cows and the
sheep I'll pay for them; and won't git 'em
till we go to town, for fear the fashion III
change" ...
"Nancy," said Molly, and it seemed to
him good to say it, GIVE are not going to
live in town."
:sNot goin' to live in town! Benjamin,
what do you means Didn't you tell me
with your own lips Fat we was agoin to
move to town and have the post-oftice;
didn't you, now!"
"No," said Molly; 81 told you that If
certain man was nominated ut Cincinnati he
would be pretty sure to be elected; and ii
he was, my chance would be pretty good to
git the post-oftice. Well, that certain man
was not nominated, and he won't be elect
ed. shan't git the post-ofice, and Wen
never 60 to town to live"
ooh lor, oh lor Pm dying, Pm dying!"
screamed Mrs. NJ, falling into such violent
Mysteries that it took the united strength OF
Molly and the hired man to get her to the
house.
Molly is Disguised with politics. Indeed,
the slightest allusion to the action OF the
convention throws him off his balance;
but if anybody wants to see mad man let
him ask Molly how much he got for Sultan.