Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1878-01-05

"Sir," exclaimed the doctor, looking
like thunder
"Sr." exclaimed the baker, looking as
much like thunder as baker can look.
IL would have you know sir said the
doctor THAT | am superior to any insult
which doughknesler may offer me
And to any io)lishness on the part of
sawbones."
Now look here. " said the bachelor, Il
was sick and she gave me the same kind
of medicine she gave the doctor
"She sent me the same said the baker.
"She came TO my house, and held my
head while took it, said the doctor. lie
was triumphant.
Then, after much haggling and quarrel
ing, they look at the house again; and
agreeing that she would return by to-mor-
row. they took their ways to their respect
i've homes.
And behold, tomorrow the good little
shop was opened, and the same array OF
goods met the gaze Of the passer by. The
little woman was seen up stairs busting
the shutters. She nodded to the milkman
and to the iceman as usual aud at last the
bachelor saw her and over he went aud
met the doctor stepping of the doorstep.
Are YOU going IN sir - asked the doc
tor.
YES said the bachelor.
do YOU snuff
mo, go for collars
"Then wei 90 in together And to-
gelher they went in. A tall sun burned
man was lhere-elderly, but big and
brawny.
The doctor spoke up, though he was Il
little shaken
"We-l-that is-we should like to see
the Widow Thorn, sir,
There amt such person" said the
man grinning. shes gone--vamosed-
pegged out ~
"lIe's drunk :" whispered the bachelor,
IL saw her myself, before | came in, up
stairs"
"Sir, we want the Widow Thorn - bold
ly exclaimed the doctor.
And you may keep on wanting that old
lady, gentleman but she won't come for
wanting
Then the pleasant voice of the little wo-
man sounded from the next room. Nov
Charley YOU Just behave Yourself And
there she WAS Just before them, ueater
looking than ever.
O! Widow good morning" said the
doctor
mo more widow than am, chimed
in the strange man, laughing.
Now Charley, do behave said Ike lit
tie woman land, gentlemen, turning to
the doctor and bachelor, "let me intro
duce Mr.. Charley, my husband -
"Your husband ?' they both cried
Yes, gentlemen. We've been going to
la married. and hnt ha
vowed he d never marry me till he'd been
successful in the mines and he has been
now We were married Yesterday in
Boston. | wrote him a letter telling him
Id meet him there-and here we are
But Wen sell out this little place as soon
As we find a cusmor."
Without word the doctor grabbed the
| bachelor by the back of the neck. hauled
him out and tumbled him over the baker,
who was coming innocently into the shop
and the three Were down on the pavement
where Mr.. Charley picked them up. And
when they were busting themselves ht
stood for minute in the doorway ant
sang out
And if you ask for Widow Thorn, II
tell you there amt sich a person - ant
went in and closed the door,
The doctor went home and abused hi,
servant; the baker was seen to take &
tumbler which had held the medicine o
two nights before, and which belonged to
the little widow, and dash it to Il thous
and fragments in the back yald; and the
bachelor, all that day and evening, sat at
his third story window and played The
Last Link is Broken on the bassoon
in polka time, with accelerated passages
where the compass of the instrument
gave out.
Thus may Innocence cast its halo around
too trusting Human Nature.