The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-05-07

SA."I evoA' AAc Iouutalu6 tnaC were In bel
head overfowed and ran out of her eyes
ad0wn her cheeks y
| OF O!Ov' she sobbed, sswas ever noo.
woman IN such trouble? O.! on
Choose cried Hoskins; tand darned il ]
a!n'tso m az I don't keer which way you choose.
rs rae ana IKE TO be liberty to for old
Why don't die ~ sobbed iG Bert tdI .But
=, silas, ! can't leave Uncle Flint like that. Il
| wouldn't be decent"
Then here goes!" said silas IIoskins, tax.
| ing off his cuffs. 40 a l->''->1''
At this moment a long, lath.like fipnre
strode past them and began to hammer at the
The servant opened it, and Peter perk,ne,
voice inquired for Mr.. Flint.
Mr.. Flint at once appeared In the entry
l"Wel!, what do you want herc?' was his
Sanitation. st osE ~,'+.s.' :" A'A'
"Wall, Mr.. Flint" said Peter Perkins. "see.
IN you was so bligin' and neighborly about
that gray mare, kinder reckoned I'd lest
Step IN and lead her over tonight. Yo,, see
get in my hay to. mOrrer, aud there's rain
comm up along the end Of the week. or I
amt no prophet"
$50 you mean to steal her%' said old Flint
I've seen impudence before. but this caps
Kinder guess you've forgot who am g'
sag Peter Perkins. Don't you remember
Pa1k1ns 10 M me I F1ist moEnng' I'm Mr. pste
VI know you well enough" said Flint.
Dye think Pm in my dotage? Your. Ike
man that killed my brown horse last sim.
mer, and ask for my gray marc to do the
same "a by this. And told you what thought
Oh you IN my note. You must have been
drinking, Mr.. Perkins. You must be drunk.
sir, to ask me for my gray mare after what
wrote you this morningn' -'.'' = :
drinking? !never touch anything hut
Tea. I'm Son OF Temperance, STRIP shouted
Mr.. Perkins, SO that his voice reached the
ears OF the unhappy couple at the gate. y
Then il you're sober, You can't ready"
You wrote me a note telling me to come
over, and saying there was nothing in the
Perkins. 49,. . - 'AA'
That's untrue, sir!" said Mr.. Flint a.,
You're lying, sir!" said Mr.. Perkins.
Hanged if III stand itp' And now Miss
Berthilda saw her uncle menaced by bony
list, and flew up the path, with Hoskins after
her.
You abominable rascal" cried Mr.. Flint,
Tells me I'm drunk and liar, SIR" cried
Perkins to Hoskins. asked him neighhor-
like. to lend me his gray mare, and he wrote
he would and now calls me all the names he
can lay his tongue to-" FILTHY
uoH uoupt IL slr!'' SAID MI. HOekinS.
HES insulted me, sir. Told me worked nv
poor Abigail Ariminty to death and starved
her, and was thief and afeared of him. Writ
that to me, sir! Hang him!n
=, THAT'S fa!se!" said old Flint. 81 80
Now, Pm liar, am l 90 cried Hoskins.
You are both insane!" cried Flint.
you never writ that to me"' criec Hos
mo eoubt it's true, but I didn'tp, cried
Flint. V .'''"
He is crazy" said Hoskins.
Mad as March hare" said Perkins,
You are couple Of lunatics. pll be pro-
tected against you. Here! help! Some one
60 for the constable!"
"A lunatic!" said Mr.. Perkins. "Why,
there's the letter you writ me. Ii you were a
young man, Pa not stop to argy: but you,re
ola enough to be my father"
That's another lie," said Flint. "You're
fifty years old.''
We'll that's the letter you write me, any
way" said Perkins, holding out crum pied
sheet of paper.
Flint took it in his hand, glanced at it. an
said, "It isn't" but his face altered.
"Contradicts anything" said Perkins.
- suppose you'll deny you wrote me that~'
said Hoskins, Offering another letter to the
old man.
yes, d." he said; but this time he
grinned.
"Perhaps secret enemy" murmured Der.
thilda.
Uncle Flint looked at her; her nose was
red with weeping
"You're good girl, Berthilda, if you are an
ugly one," said Uncle Flint. "For your cake
III explain matters. I wrote both those let
ters, but sent them to the wrong men.
That's yours, Hoskins. Perkins, that's yours; ;
and meant every word of it!'
And he handed the letters to their proper
owners. .s.st rs. - ~
"rll see if this amt case OF libel" said
Perkins, as he walked Oft. 81
But Hoskins advanced aud held out his
large hand.
Let bygones be byeones," he said. "May
have BertEilda, Mr.. Flints"
You can ask her." said Flint.
And though BeEthilda only said. 80, DEAR"
and cried again, Hoskins was contented, aud
the wedding came off in due time.