The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1879-09-18

conspicuous was Mrs. Roblnsont IA
sky.blur muslia dress, and cap trimmed
wl,h pink ribbon, fer this worthy lady
did cot believe 10 oulwand mourning
sle psIroeized q patung Of the beart 10
sackelolh aud ashes
The terrible story of the Widow Jones'
beau baA been told 70 each successive
newcomer by the interchangeable Mrs
Dame, and score of tongues ratlled
faeully on the seandAlous oonduot Of one
0! their church members.
The yoaHg ladies (who had Aa eye 10
the minister siugularly enough, he was
unmarried) were In favor Of cslliug a
church meeting and expelling Der at
ouce.
The elderly ladies' pat oD their speets-
cles, aud declared there were no sich
acting when they were youne-Folks
tried to behave themselves decent, then /!
Deacon Grswold said IL was spity that
80 handsome q woman as the Widow
Jones should be guilty Of such an impro.
priety; aud Esquire jenkins (who had
got the mitlen from the widow when she
was Miss Sally While) remarked, as be
pulled up bis dicky, that Il was strange
bow some folks should ever have been
received into good society.
Mrs. Dame, for the bundredlh time,
expressed her determination OF making
the Widder ashamed Of herself, aud her
visitors, Que and all, declared that she
wouldn't be mite to blame
In the midst Of il, the door was thrown
open, aud the unfortunate object of all
these remarks entered the room, followed
by fine-looking, graceful young man,
who, to use the whispered expression Of
Mrs. Robinson 10 Sam Miles wife
couldn't keep bis eyes Of that flirting
huZzyi
Good afternoon, ladies aud gentlemen,
said the widow, bandly. Permit me to
present Mr.. Eugene Henderson. OF Port.
land.
Every body bowed politely young
ladies In particular and the discousolste
Widow Robinson pulled down her false
curs and simpered.
A fine day, Mrs. Jones, said Mrs.
Dame, by way OF opening.
Yes, replied the widow, very pleasant,
and you have pleasant company as.
sembled | sm always sure of meeting
good society here.
Yes, alters have kept good company,
aud alters kalkerlate tol said the host
ess, casting a sharp look under the brown
eyelasbes Of the Widow Jones.
No doubt OF IL returned that lady,
good humorediy--and am glad of ii. |
do dislike meeting people who have made
themselves notorious by their evil waysl
That's very good idoa, Mrs. Jones, II
we only practice it ,bnt il we are bad our
selves we have to be IN bad company all
the time,
Very true, Mrs. Dame; you seem to
understand the nature Of such case eI.
actly.
Mrs. Dame felt The point Of the remark,
bnt she only Redeemed, and continued:
Mrs. Jones, when any one in our church
is guilty Of onbehaving, do you know
what is done with 'em2
That depends on circumstances.
Well, allow me to ask If you would
consider it prosperous for any unmarried
woman to let young man hug and kiss
her in broad daylight, and aiore folks too?
What makes the difference, Mrs. Dame
whether it is daylight, or not2 1t isn't
the best people that do their evil deeds In
the dark, is i2 Besides, properousuess
Of such thing depends on whothe young
man is
The impudent widow didn't even blush
or stop plying her needle.
Well did you ever calculated Mrs
Robinson, raising both hands towards
the plaster ceiling, and her eyes to the
soeme counlcnsnce OF Deacon Griswold.
Orful depravilyl l'm sadly afeared
said the deacon, with lugubrious shake
OF the head.
Mrs. Jones, said Mrs, Dame, perplexed
beyond endurance by the widows placid
ity--I might as well lei Il out lust as last
we've bern bad stories about you bad
enuH, If they're half true, TO to
Send you to State prison for the term
OF your natural lifei sail Mr.. Eugene
Henderson, finishing the sentence with
an expressive look at Mrs. Jones.
Yesl bad enud to propel her from all
honest folks and their childrenl We've
burn enufT TO blast her character forever.
lastinglyl
Have you! indeed returned the in
flexible widow. Wen, just tell 1t over.
We'd all like TO hearl Wouldn't you,
dear Eugenei
Dear Eugene bowed aud testified bis
Willingness TO listen to anything which
would give his fair companion pleasure
at the same time squeezing tenderly her
uuoccnpied hand.
Mrs. Danes fury boiled over at this
dreadful proceeding. shcl insuited iu
her own house ToierAtion was at an
end
Mrs. Jones-it aint no use TO perpelu-
AteI You can't get out OF I'll That
young ieller lhere--mAy jest ask you TO
tell the who be isf
Certainly; Mrs. Dame, siiow me TO
present TO your attention, Mr.. Eugene
Henderson, Of Portland, State Of Maine
Yes, but what Is be to your You! a
widder whose husband aiBt fairly cold
/ yeti What is this man to your Mrs.