Claiborne guardian. [volume] (Homer, La.) 1877-188?, 1879-03-26

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socks in the other, and just as the
widow reached the gate again, he
said
"Here's your boots and socks.
Mr.. Smiley, that you left on the
bridge when you were in swim
ming"
"You're mistaken" said Bill:
.'they are not mine.7
why" said the boy, "aint YOU
the man that had the race after the
horse jutt now.
NO sir. am not. You had bet
ter 90 on about your own busl-
ness"
Bill sighed at the loss of his Sun.
day boots, and turning to the
widow. said:
".Inst pick up those lines, will
YOU please. This brute of horse
is always switching them out of my
hands,
The widow complied; he pulled
one corner of the robe cautiously
down as she got in.
"What lovely evening" she
said: land So warm ! don't think
We want the robe owe us, do We
lou see She had OF n nice dress
aud pair of new CATERS, and she
wanted 10 show them.
"Oh my" said Bill. earnestly.
"you'll fluid il chilly riding, and |
wouldn't have YOU catch cold for
the world.
She seemed pleased at this ten
der care for her health, and con.
tented herself with sticking one
foot out. As she did 40 long silk
nccktie showed over the end of the
boot.
"What is that, Mr.. Smiley-a
necktie"
"Ycs." said he; IL bought it the
other day. must have left it in the
buggy. Never mind it,"
Then they went on quite u dis
lance. he holding her hand in his,
and wondering what he should do
when they got to Green's. and she
wondered why he did not say some.
thing nice to her as we'll rs sInrczr
her hand, why his coat WAS button
ed mp So tightly on such a warm
evening. and what made his face
and hat so dirty. until they were
p going down II little hill and one al
the traces came uuhitchcd aud they
, had 10 stop.
"Oh. murder" exclaimed Bill
= "wlIat nrNt!"
= "What is the matter. Mr. Smi
. lcv" said the widow. with II start
which came very near Jerking tn,
robe of his knees.
"Our ot the traces is of" an
: swcrcd he.
"Wcll. why don't you get ont ant
{ put it on again"
= Il can't" said Bill. 1--WE got
4. that is. IL haven't 20; oh, dra
. am so sick. What shall do"
= "Why, Willie" said She. tender
t ~, "what is the matter. DO tel
: me-"
+. She gave his hand II little Sqnccz,
< and looked into his pale face: Sh
] thought he WAS going Ia tIint. :
a she got her smelling bottle viii he
= left hand, and pulling the stoppr
D ont with her teeth, stuck il 10 hi
, nose.
p Bill was inst taking in breath io
], n mighty sigh, and the pnngan
{! odor made him throw back his hra
so far that he lost his balance, an
went over the low back buggy.
X The little woman gave Il lo'
i scream as the bare feet flew pa,
= her head. and covering her face wi
= her hands. gave way In tears q
o SnilcS-it is hard 10 tell whicl
e Bill was up IN a minute, and, lean
4 ing over the back of the seat. WI
u hnmhly apologizing and cNplainir.
o when Ed. Wilbur and his wife nm
% baby drove up behind and >tol
5 ped.
Poor Bill felt that he wonld ratl
# or have been shot than had T.,
=. NiIhnr catch him III such u scrap,
T. Int there WAS no help !or il now, ;
- lie called Ed. to him and whispeIc
" in his ear. Ed. was likely to bur,
= with suppressed laughter, but h
Il hrckoncd his wife To draw up, an,
= after SAVING something to her. h
k helped the widow ONT OF Bills In.
e ~ and into his. and the two womr
II went ON, leaving tine men behind.
i l'lll lost no time IN arranging Ii
q toilet as we'll as liz couLl. and the
e with great persuasion FL. got hit
Ia go home with him. and hnnrin
mp Slippers and SucMs. aud gcrrin
Il him washed and comh~d. had hil
r unite prpspntablc when the ladi,