The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1880-12-04
WRITTEN FoR rTHB RIPLEY ADVERTISER
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BY w. G. FALKNER.
BY W. c. FALKNER.
rxeoMAR's STORY CONTINUED.

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Monday had come and gone, and
Harry was on his way to Ca!lfor-
MIA. Viola was quite i'll, and
Lottie, in distress, and~my mind by
mo means free of trouble. How
could ! be cheerful when Lottie
was in distress! How could a man
see the sun when it was night
All was darkness all was gloom
with me. Ny darling was in trou-
ble.
"Here we come, Eddie, my boy"
said Doctor Dodson, as he came
busiling into the drug store one
morning soon after breakfast. ''Ah
ha, my boy! Things are all wrong.
all wrong, sir. That's always the
case one thing goes wrong, every
thing must follow euit, you know
All, ha ! don't you see how it is, my
boy2 Miss Bramlett, poor thing,
very ilI-threatened with brain
fever-klIIing herself with grief
about Wallingford- Lottie wear.
Ing herself out with continual
watching breaking her heart
about other peoples troubles
don't sleep enough-ea!s not
enough TO support life in snow
bird. All, ha my boy, don't you
see how it isG Then, to cap the
clmax Of errors, here's Dabbs and
Tadpoddle, nosing round and stir
ring up slander, and those two
hateful old maids are retailing il
out where they think il will do lhs
most harm. All, ha my boy do
you know these two detestsbie old
hagss No, Of course you DON'T
allude 10 Miss Jamima TadpoddIe
and Jerusha Clat'6raouth, both
old maids OF fory, irving 10 pass
themselves oFas tnaldslOf twonty.
All, ha Ejdle, my boy old Nick
ought toGavs 'hem bolR Clat'er,
clalter go their tongue all day,
sldndering everybody AID every.
(. thing, The devil never will have
his just dues until hegets 'em
both. Don't you think hey have
: both been to the Jail, pred nding to
feel an interest in Miss lramlett 3
and they have we'll nigh Elled the
poor girl with their internal
tongues. Ah, hal Eddie, my boy,
don't you see how it is +! | wish
their tongues were cut nt and
nailed on the jail door, as warn
ing to meddlesome gossips that's
what | wish. All, hal Eide, my
4 rboy, Miss Tadpoddle is i'll. Thank
}, heaven; | hope The town w have
a little breathing spell whie she
is sick. The hateful bag ha sent
!. Tor me to visit her prOfessi9 9ally.
All, ha my boy, | mean to send
you ia my place. She ls theFery
sort for q young quack TO ratice
on. No harm done if he killsher;
don't you seeg Get yourself rRdy
to go, nay boy-giye her something
10 silence her tongue, if you Rn.
You'll find a charming patient, by
boy. Olattermouth is sure tCpe
there-they are always togetheI +
birds Of a .feather-you know hR
it is yourself. Ah, hal Eddie, "
boy, be off now--stuff her full #
n medicine-pOur in the calOmel Il
you salivate her-that's as MID
salvation as she will ever GET Cd
my boy; cram her with emetict
then shovel in your purgatives b,
The cart load. Don't kill her, bu
s PROSTATE hsr-+stop her dsyilisI
tongue. Ah, hal my boy, don
= you seeG Col go!" T
OF course went, and when
entered Mr.. Tadpoddle's houses
was Immediately usaeredlnto MS
Jamima's room. | stood in th
/. door for a moment, while my eye
/" were busy taking . survey Of th
a room and its contents. can
take the time 10 describe every
thing, but it is necessary 70 tel
about part Of what / saw. Mis-
Jamitna Tadpoddle was pr0pped q
Z ID bed with a dozen pillows, willis
Miss Jerusha Clatlermouth wa
bathing her temples with au de &C
logne, aud the sick woman's mc
ther Nas holding a smelling-bottl
Ia her nose. It is my deliberat
opihion that II Shakespeare ha
seen those three women before b
wrote Macbeth, he would hay
made better job Of Il, especial
! Ia the witch department, Il Mis-
Jamima I'adpoddle's nose had an
end TO it, il waa so sharp that
could not be seen with the make