Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1878-03-20
A WIDOW.
The World is Nothing to q Man Whose
Wife Is 4 Widow.

The widow Cummiskey was standing
at the door of her little millinery store
in Newark avenue the other evening
as Mr.. Costello came along. Mr.. Cos
tello stopped. =,
Good evenin' to you, ma'am
said he. -.
Good evenin' to you, Mr.. Costello"
answered the widow.
cts line weather we're havin',
ma'am," continued Mr. Costello.
1T is that, thank God," replied Mrs.
Cummiskey, "but the winters comm
at last, and it comes to all, both great
and small"
"Ah!' said Mr.. Costello, "but for all
that it doesn't coma to us ali alike.
Now, here YOU are, ma am, fat, rosy, an
good lookin', equally swate as sum-
mer greenin, fall pippin or winter
fusset-"
"Arrah, hould yer whist, now" in
corrupted the fair widow, laughing.
Much an old bachelor like you knows
(bout apples or women. But come in,
ar. Costello, an take cup O tay with
he, for was only standin' in the door,
bokin' at the people passin' for COM
Pany's sake, like, and Pm sure the
Kettle must have sung itself hoarse.
MIR. Costello needed no second invita-
hon, and he followed his hostess into
her snug back room. There was a
bright fire burning in the little Franklin
stove, the tea table was sending forth q
cloud of steam that took a ruddy glow
from the freight, the shaded lamp on
the table gave mellow and subdued
light to the room, and it was all sugges-
tive of comfort.
It's very cosey we are here, Mrs.
Cummiskey," said Mr.. Costello, casting
a look OF appreciation around the apart
ment.
Yes. replied the widow, as she laid
lhe supper, 1T is that whin / do be
haVln' company.
An" said Mr. Costello, cit must be
lonesome for you with only the cat and
yer cup O tay"
- Sure 1t is" answered the widow.
but take safe and set down, Mr.. Cos
leAo. Help yourself to this fish an
aoht forget the pertaties. Look at
Ihem; they're splittn' their sides with
laughin'."
Mr.; Costello helped himself and puas-
ea. lie looked at the plump widow,
WIN ier arm in that graceful position
III me pouring out of tea, and remark
Sed' I'm sinsible of the comforts of a
nome Mrs. Commiskey, though I've
none myself Mind now, the difference
o oi the taste O tay made and sarv-
eu mat away and the tay they gives
you IN a 'ating house."
sure" said the widow. "there's
nolhIn' like a home of yer own. |
C CUnuef we never got marrit, Mr..
was about to make the same re-
marx IN Inference to yerself, ma'am,''
answered Mr.. Costello.
Tod help us" exclaimed Mrs. Cum
nlskey, aren't l wilder woman this
Seven years ?"
- AN, reloined Mr.. Costello, but its
again. eo' 'ii"i ~
- Wen, it's sure am" said the widow.
sonrouShtfully, setting down her teacup
S ~"' "a raising her hand by way of empha-
~ there never was a better husband
" any woman than him that's dead
III gone, heaven save and rest his sowl.
with "a" a.: mat asy child could do anythin'
oI.n MN, and he was as humorous as
NJ -'o1key. You favor him very much,
baicl costello. He was about your
' sat' ana complicated like you"
an exclaimed Mr.. Costello.
bar.L oi.en used to say to me in his
wor -,leIin way, Sure, Nora, what's the
wiJ jju-u 10 a man whin his wife is a
tirNrtd. MANN you know, that all the
new. .at .m an iuxuries of this life can
Spre H !oIly a'man beyant the grave.
to nora, says he, what's the worruld
an poor John !"
II WAS a SIpS.bla