The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-08-06


softened her character as nothing else
WOULD have done, for no one could be
more tenderly sympathetic than she be-
came, or more tolerant Of the timid fears
u o'liels' 2l-g Ls@ a.sili5 aaGa t4ai @Fst f.
DEACON GRINDERS EXPERT
L. .ts,4r..,.s MENT. .& 5i,S4t siyi
II hope the children haven't been any
trouble to you, Miss Peck2' said Deacon
| Grinder, as his one-horse chaise drew up
on the green in front of Miss Philena
Peck's house. as'. 5.iiH l'~ll 'lESfs re-"
Miss PECK hurried out, all smiles, to
greet the portly widower. iis1.-5
1.-THE little darl;ngsH' cried she, ef-
fusely. "Trouble. indeed! Why, dea-
con how you talk Its positive pleas
ure to have 'em here. | should like to
keep them week." .1@9h
The deacon smiled and shook his head.
"That would be little to niue - said
he. Come, children, jump into. the
wagon" ns lysaags "a 7ajl sts..=z.s.a.
And the three apple-cheeked little
Grinders--two girls and 4 boy. ere
kissed and Rugged, and lifted into the
wagon by the beaming spinster. LII.
81 shall lie so lonely when they are
gone" she said. 1 do so dote on chill
dren? Remember, darings, that the goose
berries ~ ill be ripe next week, and your
own Peck will be only too happy to see
you again." .zaF ~ =; t:.+ f..
The widow Clapp came hurrying out
as the chaise ratified by, with a tin pail
in her hand. NH ,..,.s, Jc..r.- .,.....:. g..
'Dear me, Deacon Grinder said she,
"you are always in such hurry. DO
stop a minute, can't you? Here's a pail
Of our new honey in the comb. know
the darlings y III likeEit on their bread
and butter OF an evening. When are they
coming to spend the day with me? de-
clare Josie is growing a perfect beauty!"
tut, tut, Mrs. Clapp!' said the deacon,
his face. shining all over with satisfaction.
Handsome = is that handsome ! does.
That's my motto.''r 3,s,+rcsa Eli sslt3
Sand nobody can't do handsomer than
my little Joe,'''' said Mrs. Clapp. ts'And
there's Tommy grown as handsome as
as you; drop into tea some evening this
week." ,,a,,1-r ....rf.. ~ III ts..
The deacon had hardly guided hisaold
horse around the corner of the village
green when Miss Barbara Bowyer tripped
out OF the millinery. store. rr..,r.s.t f....,a
- do hope you'll excuse me-, Deacon
Grinder" said she, with all the pretty
confusion which naturally belong to a
maiden OF. six-and- thirty summers. .sbut
I was so edited with your be-y1u-t iful
remarks in prayer meeting Monday night,
thatI couldn't help setting myself to
work ,.- to think what 1 could do
for you. And here's collar We stitched
for dear Tommy, and handkerchief I've
embroidered for Josie, and a doll I've
taken the liberty to dress for Dorothy.
q, don't thank me pray. 1t amt nothing
compared with the peace of mind 1 got a
listening to your precious remarks!''
But Naomi Poole, sitting at her needle
work, by the old red farm house window.
had only smile and nod for the party
as they drove by. H.. .-..... ......s
"Pa," said Josie, who was shrewd.
sallow-faced child Of eleven, 'sdon't Miss
Poole love us as we'll as Miss Peck and
Mrs. Clapp and Miss Barbara Bowyer?"
II hope SO, my child y said the be-
niggn deacon. 'Why do you ask the
question:! u sN'' - 81
Because she never gives us any thing"
said JOSIE 90. ''.*.7* : I..iS '@E -
"She is poor child she is poor'' said
the deacon. "But I am sure you all
have her good Wishes" @'i,5s'
'"l'd rather have honey said Tommy.
"And gooseberries and dolls," added
little Dorothy. tI4sss :. 81.
But when the deacon sat alone by his
hearthstone that evening, his sister, Miss
Mahala Ann Grinder, expressed herself
on the subject with great plainness and
perspicacity. .-~@A IA.
eff you've really made up your mind
to marry again joshua" said She
II think it would add to my domestic
felicity" said the deacon, serenely.
"1n that case,' said Miss Mahala Ann,
II do hope you'll make sensible choice,
and not allow yourself to he imposed up
on by a pack of selfish widows and schem-
ing old maids.'' ,.as {fE
Sister, said the deacon, mildly, 'syou
are severe" 3iUD 9.f.F s.zsl. yIg..'...
l'u"No, i aint," said Mahala Ann. Ell
| you wasn't well-to.do lin the world, and
hadn't a nice home and u farm, and
money. at interest, they wouldn't none of
them look twice at you.'' a5a .a.s.s,g
G"Dolyou think so2" said the deacon.
and he pondered the question long and
earnestly in his own mind. ssUpon the
whole, said he, bringing down his palm
upon the table,"I amt sorry those in
vestments of mine in the Mariposa silver
mining company have proved a failure
ysssWhat do you mean2" said Miss Ma
hala Ann, curiously cycling him over the
top ,of her spectacles. 81 .,..l.... h.
i But the deacon only shook his head
| and smiled. # F
"Tlme will show" said he, slime will
show l:a.s. !. 4i,.s..,,,
n The news that Deacon Grinder was ruin
ed in Mariposa silver mining stock few
like, wildfire through the peaceful com
munity at Fitchville Four Corners. Z
swell, "said Miss Philena Peck, q am
beat .{Fr .3Er#a4 sa$ .,sft, 8,
SHE never had no Judgment In money
matters. said the widow Clapp.
Eve thought all along that he was liv-
ing too fast" said Barbara Bowyer.