Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1879-07-24
The DeacOR'S Experiment.

said Deacon GrlnQer, aS ms own
horse chaise drew up on the green
in front OF Miss Philena Peck's
khouse.
Issss Peck hurried oHS all smiles
10 greet the portly widowes.
The little darlingS," cried she,
efTusively. Trouble indeed ! Why,
deacon how you talk I! It's q posi-
tive pleasure TO have'em here. !
should like to Keep them week"
The deacon smiled and shook lis
head. That would be a little too
much, - said he. 'NCome children,
Jump into the wagon"
And the three apple-cheeked little
Grinders-two girls and a boy
were kissed and hugged, and lifted
snse the wagon by the beamlng spin
Ster.
II shall be lonely when they are
gone" she said 81 do 80 dote on
chil5renl Remember, darlings,
that the GOoseberrieS viii be ripe
nezt week, and that your own Pecky
VIII he OEly too happy 10 see you
sgzin."
Tbe widow Clapp came hurrYing
ont, as therh&ise went by, with q
tin pail in her fESse.
Dear me, .DeRSeo Grinder, )" said
she, ''youaers always in such a hur-
H. DoStop asminute, can't you ?
i hxxen't seen the childreR m an
age. Here'SRapaiI ofroTr new no
ney inrtae ceaRh. 'IS1Gcw the dar-
Engs viii Eks'St On tlser bread and
butter -sf a. evening. When are
they coming 20 spend the day with
me ? I declare Josie is growing to
lie a rerfce+reeauty ~
~THt, tot, Mrs. Clapp ~ said the
deacon, his face shining all over
with satisfaction. Handsome is
that handsome does, That's my
motto"
StAHd nobody cant do handscmer
than my little Joe, /" said Mrs. Capp.
And there's Tommy grown rs
never was. and Dolly the very pic
ture Of you /; drop in to tea some
evening this week.
The deacon had hardly guided his
old 1serSe around the corner Of the
Village green when Miss Barbara
Boyer trirPed out OF the millinery
store.
81 do hope you'll excuse me Dea-
con Grinder, said she, with all the
pretty confusion which naturally be-
longs to q maiden Of six and thirty
summes, but Was 90 edited with
sseur ee-yu-tifGl remarks i'm prayer
meeting, Monday night, that /
couldn't help setting myself TO work
20 think what could do for you.
And here's a collar I've stitched for
dear Tommy, and a handkerchief
I've embroidered for Josie, and a
dol as I've took the liberty TO dress
for Dorothy. On, dcR't thank me,
pray. 1t amt nCthin' compared to
the peace O. mind I got, listening to
Bet SaOHi Poole, sitting at her
needle work, by the oil red farm
house window, had only a smile and
= nod for the party as they drove
II.
Pa" said Josie, who was a
shrewd saIlOE faced child of eleven,
don't Mss Poole love us rs well as
Miss Peck, and Mrs. Clapp and Miss
Barbara Boyer ?''
II hope 50. my child" said the
benign deacon Why do you ask
thequestion ?''
because she never gives us any
thing, {" said Josie.
She is poor child-she is poor"
said the deacon but / ann sure
YOU al have her good wishes"
I'D rather have her honey, said
Tommy.
@Alld gOOseberries and dolls,"
zaded little Dorothy.
Bzt when the deacon sat alone by
Sis lnsarthStone, that evening, his
SISTER. Miss Mahala Ann Grinder
expressed herself on the subject With
gr5at plainness and perspicacity.
"If you have really made up your
uind to marry again joshua" said
she.
II think it would add to my do
mes6c felisity." " said the deacon Sc
nenesE.
NIn that CASE said Miss Mahala
Ann, al do hope You'n make a SEN
slide choice. and not allow yourself
ts be imposed upon by a pack of sell
fish widows and schemeing old
maids"
SISTER" said the deacon mildly,
You are seveze.~
s.No aint," said Miss Mahala
Ann. IF yeu wasn't we'll to do in
tie world, and .l;sdil':: nice home