The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-02-16

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Soon the first sign appeared:
"Harry Brown, M. d.,
while the array of bottles, the boxes of
paper pills, the powders of fine sand,
multiplied in q ratio which would have
startled an older community.
In short time, opposite. the doctors,
one learned there could be found fine
assortment of groceries. Helen had been
wondering why Ned Lyman was 80 care
fully piling up boxes with alternating
spaces but in few moments she found
he was making for himself the position
he always coveted, for he was Postmaster
of Salemville.
The unexpected announcement of a
postoffice gave much pleasure to the lit
tie people and Immediately Bessie found
in her millinery shop corner for the sale
of paper and pencils, which was well
patronized. AS the buying and selling
went on, Helen thought she heard the
rattle of brass pins instead of the finger
ing of silver. Was she right, think
you9
"Where can Fred Arnold be9" was at
length the inquiry for Fred was usually
leader in all mischief. In moment he
appeared, attired in dress coat of former
days, high collar, white neckerchief,
stovepipe hat, and gold-bowed spectacles,
while i'll his hand was cane. He walked
slowly down the street and mailed let
ter with due dignity, introducing him
self to the postmaster as the Rev. Josiah
Jenkins. He then called upon DIR.
Brown, with whom he had lengthy con-
sultation in regard to his throat diff
Guilty
Some of the girls were contented with
quiet lives, and gave their attention to
arranging their tiny homes and caring
for their babies.
Merry times they had visiting togeth-
er, when suddenly Anna Jane Jones was
stricken with Group. DIR. Brown was
quickly summoned, while Postmaster
Lyman was kept busy, sending kilograms
to distant friends. Soon it was rumored
on the street that Anna Jane was dan
gerously i'll. DIR. Brown went back and
forth with grave, abstracted air, such
as he had seen his father wear when
much worried over some severe case of
sickness.
Helen heard that callers were strictly
forbidden, but thinking she might be of
some service she went to the door and
knocked. Mrs. Jones met her, and i'm
mediately asked her to come in and see
the dear sick child who was 80 very pa
tent. Helen found the dear sick Anna
Jane was fine-looking china doll whose
rosy cheeks were covered with pieces of
white cloth in order to give her a sickly
look; her throat was encircled
with many bandages, while DIR. Brown
was hard Mt work applying plasters, but
so real seemed her sickness to the earn
est child that Helen restrained the smile
she felt like giving, even when her eyes
fell upon the many empty Walls and boxes
upon the table, whose contents would
have killed common child. At length
DIR. Brown pronounced her breathing
more natural, and soon she was declared
out of danger. When Helen returned to
her Office she found a note inviting her
to dine with the Rev. Josiah Jenkins. In
honor of the event she pinned ON wide
collar, and, twisting up her back hair,
combed the front smoothly over her ears,
leaving her curls hanging each side, in
imitation of some literary people.
Ringing the bell of the Rev. Mr. Jenk-
ms, Helen was answered by colored
servant in whom she thought she recog-
nized curly-haired little Tommy Gray.
Katie Bradford, acting the part of Mrs.
Jenkins, received her with much dignity.
At the dinner-table' she met the Hon.
Mr.. Chandler, NJ. c., with his lady; his
words upon the election just passed
sounded strangely like those of the Frank
Dodd of everyday life, who was noted
for his fondness for high-sounding decla-
nations and great admiration of public
life.
The dinner table seemed rather a
shaky affair, and once almost tipped
over, when the Rev Josiah turned to
Helen, and calmly informed her they
had a new style of table purchased at the
Centennial, and the servant was not yet
quite used to arranging it. The dinner
consisted of crackers and apples; but
they were served in so many ways, and
under so many names, that Helen al
most feared dyspepsia. The colored
waiter very promptly answered the calls
of the bell, and removed the many
courses with great alacrity.
Helen, with many regrets, left at an
early hour. Reaching her Office she
lOOhcu OuJ JIe WluuOW, W itdIu lIOIu Uilt
town clock the true time of the great
world, for it wns nearly evening in their
little make-believe village. She found
it was between / and 2 o'clock, 80 hasti-
ly taking up her pencil she wrote fifteen
little notes thus:
! The Mayor OF Salemville requests the pleas
ure of your company at dinner to-day, at
p. IN.
saturday, Oct. H. 1876.
These little notes she carried to the
Office then taking DIR. Harry as her as
sistant, she went down to the dining.
room. The large extension table was
quickly arranged while Helen unpackeG
the contents of the baskets and placed
them upon the table, Harry arranged
some nice dishes of fruit; few vases o.
ferns and leaves made the table yer,
handsome. "Now, DR.. Harry, sount
the bell for 2 o'clock" A merry tim,
the children had at the Mayors dinner
giving and guessing conundrums, ant
listening to Helen's stories. The clouds
were fast breaking away, and just as the,
rose from the table the sun burst forth
at the same instant a rap was heard a
the door, and Uncle Ben walked int,
their midst Helen quickly introduce,
tho children in their new charapters