Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1877-07-25
Amt CHARRY'S BOARDER.

Iapp of l}raVtOn. III was my nOtllcr
native place, and for that reason dear
~ all her children, who, year after year,
sought its quiet shade, and found rest
and refreshment there. knew all the
neople for miles around and was dear
70 many of their honest, kindly hearts,
because was "Lyddy Burton's darter,"
and a lineal descendant Of odd Major
Johnny
Sitting one July afternoon in my ia
yorite seat under the old Perkins elm"
heard the rattle Of wheels, and, look
ing up. saw Aunt Charity Burdick Jog
ying down the road with her old gray
mare. Dolly. Now AUNT Charry," rs
She was called by all the villagers, was n
very good friend Of mine. She had
known my mother when Il gal" and
could tell many IL tale of the doings and
savings fmy grandfather, major john
nv Burton" whom, according to her, |
favored" remarkably. She was fat.
comfortable old soul, taking life easily
herself, and certainly making it a less
dreary road for those around her. As
she saw me she gently co nmunicated
TO Dolly her desire to stop, and | went
to meet her. A hearty shake of the
hand, pat on the shoulder, the ex-
pressed opinion that | was the old
major over agin, only not so hard
featurd nor dark-complected;" and
then asked, "Iiave the summer board
ers come, Aunt Charry?'
Zone on 'em has"
The answer was brief, and delivered
in tone which somehow gave me the
impression that there was more to say
about this one boarder
And who is ito" | asked.
His mtnle," said the old lady, dwell
ing upon the word rs though to express
the idea that there were other and more
important facts than concerned his cog
nOmcn-" his name is Chester-Mister
Wrnthrup Quincy Chester-an' he come
from BoStn.'
"Do you like him, Aunt Charry? Is
he pleasant? Does he give you much
trouble?'
The old lady was silent minute,
though her compressed lips, her half
ed at some dark mystery. Then, lean
mg toward me, She said, in a low, I'M
pressive voice,
He's a loonytic"
why, Aunty," | exclaimed, "you
are not in earnest? How could YOU take
an insane person for boarderW
Il never knowed it, not till he come.
lie looks like Il real gentleman, an he
fetched Il letter from Miss Jedge Gard
ner, who put up to Square Miners las
summer; an | wanted some boarderS
bad, for it's hard times, so | took this
man. An now this is how it's turned
out"
But how, Aunt Charry? When was
ne taken? How does he act? Please
tell me all about it," | cried, full of eager
curiosity about this dgranged Bostonian
with the heightened name.
We'll, Jest put on your bunnet, deary,
an ride down to the house with me.
lI!send We home safe an SCUM bimeby,"
My bunnet was soon donncd and |
seated by the dear Old woman, behind
the deliberate but persevering Dolly,
listening to a strange and thrilling his
tory
Well, We see, its a pooty good stffikit
LOT IlSs ledge Gardner to speak well of
pody; an then, when the man come,
ne was pleasant-spoken, an looked real
well to do, an | never conceited there
was any thin wrong. He come in the
'age from Rockville, an got here nigh
On TO tive O'Clock. IShowcd him up to
ms room myself I'd fixed it up real
TASTY, with Grdnmer Fish's risin' sun
uea-qullt ON the bed an span-clean dim
Gs!c1rtm an, thinks |, it's good enough
~, ut any body, let alone mbO he Is. But
ulster Chester he never said nary a word
ABOUT 1t, an 50 says | Tea II be ready
~ SIX clock, | says, an | come away.
Wen went inter the kitchen TO see to
Ihe sody biskits an slice the ham, an
MN'A come back inter the settin'-room,
.''Ie was that man a-stannin by the tea
cue, an. Spyin' an peekin' inter the
1'1'eN. There was bOwlful O pieplant,
EE'"" up IN brown sugar std O merlasses,
~. tumpny; an when | come in the
I, II mat Bostin felier warnt holdin'
II up 70 his nose an kinder Snitiin' at it.
i' Pqt II down quicker n you could say
ON non n,on, but | see him, an 1t ritcd
~ but, Sud>y mel that was nothin'
"hat come afterwards. He wouldn't
u h2thln' till he'd poked his nose inter
;> Late an turned it over to see if
, s"@' clean enough on the bottom as
C Gg" as top for Mister Winthrup Quincy
t..>'eT 10 eat off on. He smelt' O the
utter he turned all the slices o. ham
"! with his fork before he'd taste 'em
h.a,ce TIM slices o. pink home-cured
'''-an he emptied the doughnuts