The Osceola times., 1880-10-30

fllil at tnt funeral.
"Mercy." l exclaimed, quite out of
patience with Sarah Blyster's prying
disposition. "You shouldn't be looking
in at their widows, Mrs. Blyster; it isn't
polite"
"Humph~ said the good soul, with
some spirit. IL amt looking in at
their windows. / see it all without
looking; can't help seeing, they're SO
close and low like; and I've seen sight
o trouble and death. and it amt to me
as il is TO giddy young thing like you"
and with this "crusher" Mrs. Blyster
went out to take my tray.
The next day the doctor sent her ont
| to take walk, and she came in radiant.
81 went by the front of that little
house, you know, where she died a
fortnight ago. Jest as clean. you never
see! Them two men must o scrubbed
the front steps and front themselves
An such a nice rag carpet on the front
room floor, and the clock tickin' on
the mantel.shelf. Myl it must be awful
lonesome without herl' And Mrs. Bly,
ster drew her face down dolefully.
| All, la! Mrs. Blyster's heart was getting
enlisted. The dear old house if it was
only hospital, was not going to be
| without its romance, after all.
ale goes to his shop every mornin',"
said Mrs. Blyster, irrelevantly, as she
frightened up the fire day or two
| after.
"He2 Who2" | asked, stupidy.
Mrs. Blyster started Ikea child caught
ct the cookies.
81 Jest see that man over there" and
she nodded in the direction of the back
window. see him splittin some kim
lens an then goin' off to his work.
rayther guess he's q carpenter, but meb-
be it's q mason, or mebbe it's shoe
maker"
"Sure enough rejoined. "But what
difference does it make to you, Mrs Blys-
teri"
"Laww said Mrs. Blyster, bridling,
haven't you any interest IN your fellow.
bein's? Now, here's poor man. as
likely man as I've seen IN many long
day, gone and lost his wiie-dearset
creetur to him prob'ly in the world
And Mrs. Blyster's voice choked up.
"And you haven't no more sympathy
with him than nothin' in the world"
There was an eloquence of reproach in
this which quite slenced me-though |
feebly protested my innocence-and the
subject was dropped.
| Sunday, however, was the grand day
for Mrs. Blyster's observations, for then
| the "inexpressive"-it was real trial to
her that she did not know his name
was at home all day. She speculated on
his name great deal.
"rhere's bearin' about his MEN,"
said tbs lady with some sentiment, chat
seems to sorter show that he haint got
no name like Smith,"
"Pm afraid we shall never know" l
said, soberly. "I'm getting well very
fast, Mrs. Blyster."
"Yes, you be-" said the good soul, Civ
ing me an affectionate hug. "Yes you
be; and I'm glad enough, if it do put me
out OF a job. But likely the doctor'll get
me here again"
"Oh, yespI said. "But what do you
think that mans name is now2"
Mrs. Blyster returned to the subject
with evident alacrity.
"Likel faint nothin' like Perkins,"
she said, interrogatively. The Perkinses
were great family, who lived near by
| in great mansion.
"You know / haven't seen him." /
said. half ashamed of drawing out the
dear old creature just for my own amuse
ment perhaps it might be Crippen." !"
| The Crippens lived further down the
street, and though not so aristocratic as
the Perkinses, had still claims to consid-
Grafton.
THAT just about suits him." said good
Mrs. Blyster. with some enthusiasm.
"Mr. Crippenl That sounds quite like
him. declare Pm ashamed at my age,
but rainy as It's ! could really almost
put on my gums and 90 out; feel So
kinder anxious TO git hold of his name.
! couldn't help laughing
"Mrs Blyster.' | said 81 do hope you
will know some day, and ii ever lind
out I'll tell you"
Something in my mannerquite injured
her feelings.
u 'spose you think I'm silly" she said,
in hurt way, Fbut, indeed, he's very
nice man."
~ know he is, dear Mrs. Blyster,"
| said, penitently; "and Pm every bit in
earnest, and ] want you to promise to
make me some of that famous toast of
yours tonight. Alas! | fear | shan't
have much more of it"--for | was
almost well. This cleared good Mrs.
Blyster's face In moment, and she hast
ened to set out the gillifowers and
cherubs and ran to get the toaster.
Two days later was to CO. The bills
were paid and the carriage was ordered,
and Sarah Blyster and | were sitting be-
fore the pleasant fire having farewell
chat, when suddenly in bursts one of the
maids.
"Alrs. Blyster," she said, in an agitated
voice, "tbe doctor wants you right away.
There's carpenter lives back here on
the little back street, and he's fell off the
roof Oh! it's awful. saw him, and
mebbe he'll get well and mebbe he
won't.
Mrs. Blyster's rosy face grew perpeip-
| tibly paler, and her comfortable hand
| felt cold as it touched mine.
cts him, Miss. Mr.. Grip" she
checked herself, "but likely that amt
his name. And, Miss, do believe
there's Providence in it, and here ! am
a gon' TO find vut his name without a
havin' to put on my gums at all but
mercy" for she had suddenly realized
that there was no time TO ruminate, 81
hope he amt goin' 10 die. He amt il
good nursin' II save himl Good bye,
| Miss-yes, I'll call up 10 Simses some
times. Bless your heart" and Mrs.
Blyster was gone.
So went back to school. The fever
had not spread, and everything was as
quiet rs ever. Sometimes letters came,
and spent the vacation with my moth
er's friends in distant place / forgot
almost that had ever had the scarlet
fever, or had been under the care of