The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1879-04-17
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.oii browu eyes. BAT sbc was ons o.
temper 20 doubt sboas that, and no
wonder. she bad lets ber mite Of cot
tAge early ihA, April morning and gone
over 70 New York 10 shop, aud 10 The
very Orr, store she entered-a store
crowded With people buying seeds aud
bulbs aud plants pocket.book, eoD'
iAluing btr hsit-monlhiy allowance, had
been stolen, aud she bad been obliged oI
return TO summertown without lbe
young ietluecs aud eabbages aud onion
,ets aud rsiey aud rsdish seeds that she
bad Intended The very next day 10 plant
10 her mite Of q garden. Aud every day
lost 10 garden 10 early spring, a. every
body ksows, or ought to know, Is loss
indeed, aud there's no'hing 10 the world
so eKasperAling TO an amateur gardener
AZ everybody also knows, or ought TO
know, Than to hear from q neighboring
amateur gardener; Gooc.morniug, Miss
Peppard. How backward you are this
yearl Your radishes are just showing,
and we've had at least dezeu day ior
three days past. And our parsleys' up,
and our onions doing nicely. And you
used to be so forward
SO Miss Peppard, who was dear little
sweet.iaced, wonderfully bright old lady,
living In the ueslest aud most comfortable
manner on a small income, with faith.
| ful colored servant woman fc. years
younger than herself, rolly poly dog, a
tortoise she'll cat, aud three birds, had
two reasons for being soreiy vexed, the
loss ol her money aud the loss OF the days
which she had expected would start the
green things a-growing.
All The money had, she said TO Pete
nefyously back and lOIlh 10 her rocking
chair, her eyes sparkling aud her cheeks
flushed. ouy wish could catch the
thief. Ia send him to jail as sure us
grass 10 green
DaPssho' enui, Miss Peppar-Peleona
always dropped the AN il 'dsstve 'em
zacliy right, wen dey tcar kelched TO be
drug to de lock up by dc heels. Then
ritter a slight pause, which was Oua's
way, she added an after thought: Dono,
dough; s'posc dey might as well lake de
pore wretch by de head.
tl. ,unuag I ba1 taras,laH hiaa
Peppard; fve-and.tweuty dcllars; and |
can't get any more Tor two weeks, for
borrow | never did aud never viii !. Aud
there's lbe garden all laid out and ready
for planting, aud Mrs. Brown sets out
her etluces aud cabbage plants to.mor-
row morning, and she'll be sending them
here with her compliments, indeedl-
before ours have begun TO head
II she do, III frow 'em ober de fence,
said Ona. Better eat them, dough, !
guess. Her compliments can't hurt 'em :.
And, oh! my conscience Miss Pep
pard went on (she could invoke hof con-
science thus lightly, dear old lady, be.
cause she had nothing on iO, baby's
picture was in that pocket-book. And
can't get another. Polly said it wss the
last, and the photographer don't come
that way but once year.
Well, well, you are pore soul, SYM
pathized Peteona, to go an lose dat ar
picter-dst lubly thing JUS like borned
angel. An yer sisters onliest chile
cept five. Wish | had dat robber yere
dis mint; I'd box his ears so be couldn't
set down fur a week.
lie wouldn't be here long, said her
| mistress. or all things in the wide world
| bate a thief. III have him put where
he'd steal nothing for year or two at
least.
Might be abe; dar's she-robbers, sug.
gested Ona; an dey's all wuss den cater
pillars. CalerpilIars takes yo' things
right fore yo' eyes-don't suesk in yo'
poekit. Take cup of tea, Miss Peppar'
Dsrs no use fretliH' no mo-. An dc cats
been a-seltiu' on yer skirt for half al
hour, wADtin' you TO notice Der, pore
thing. She jus came in of de po'ch a
minnit ago.
Miss Peppard took the tea, aud spoke
to the cat; bat she couldn't help frelting I;
aud 80 slept bot little that night, aud
awoke that morning almost "a vexed as
ever, aud denounced lbe thief at interysls
OF about half an hour from breakfast
until dinner, although Peteona enphaii.
eally remarked; Dar's no use cnrsiu' An'
sweariH', Miss Peppar'; cau'I do no good.
Wisk bad dat robbin' debbil Lere,
dough.
But sher dinner, for which Ona served
q soothing little stew aud cooling cream
cuslhrJ, the old lady became a little calm
4 er, and retired TO her own room to write
letter to ner si,ter Polly, sho lived
away of ia Michigan aud she had just
written: And cAa'l make straw berry
bed this summer, 81 intended, aud IN
have TO wear my Old bonnet, aud, d4ar
dear bow ! shall miss baby's picture
when Peleona opened The door saHs
cermoaie, - she always did, and walked
iu with E mysterious air. Passcn want
to see you, Miss Peppai'-nan pusson.
Bout boy. age, guess.
What does he look ike, sud where did
you leave hIGi ssked the old lady, laying
down her pen aud looking little alarmed
0ul 90 dc po'eh. | lock De do an
he's dirty, ragged ieller dat looks jus
like dirty, rsgged teller. Shall broom
him Of, Miss Peppsr'! Looks as dough
be or, 10 be btoomed oG--or Glib sumGr
TO eAl--pore, bony, dirty soul
ri come right dovn, ssld VI IS Pep
pard; aad down she weni. Ard tbers