The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1880-04-22

Sharply ana suddenly, as II Sne 4oin
would take HIM by surprises. 'where
aremy turkeys?" ~ IS S}
1 ..Ehp" uttered the old man.
2 ''My turheysr' shrilly enunciated
Miss Fydget- my brood of sixteen
white turkey chickS" Fl III
II am sure 1 cannot say,1 Said the
That's falsea' said Miss Fydget, I'M
perially. eff you don't know, your
gang does! And insist on having my
turkeys back againp'
The old man looked bewildered. Miss
Eydget eyed himswith gaze calculated,
to strike dinpE lhto the 9ost obdprfte
heart. -
:. Madam" he began. but Miss Fydget
!. There's your milk, - said she, sand
your bread. If you can eat and drink
with good conscience, knowing that
my turkeys are gone, do So"
Apparently Miss Fydget's, turkey
chicks rested but lightly upon the con-
science of the wsyfarer,. for he ate and
drank to the last mouthful.
''Madamr' he said, as he placed the
empty bowl within the window-sill-
Miss Fydget had taken the precaution
to bolt and bar the door. -
"Go," said the lady. curtly.
50 But wish to say to you"
By way of answer Miss Fydget took
up the rusty gun, placed it on her shoul-
der and pointed the barrel full at her
guest.
IF you don't take yourself off I'll
firel'' said Miss Fydget, resolutely.
And upon this unmistakable hint the
old man took up his cane and trudged
away as fast as he could 60.
..The woman must be maniacr'
said he to himself.
Meanwhile Miss Fydget made haste to
take dose of valerian to settle her
"perturbed senses"
tive had a narrow escape of it."
said she. "But must get rested as
quickly as possible, and go to Lavina
Thorpe's to tea. The Bishop is to be
there, and would not miss an oppor-
tunity of meeting him for thousand
dollarsr'
And, between the stimulus of the
| valerian and the calm afforded by hall
hours nap, Miss Fydget managed to
array herself in a stiff black silk dress,
with a white ribbon cap, and set out for
Lavina Thorpe's at few minutes past
four.
As she crossed her door-yard, slow
ly winding procession met her eyes, re-
turning down the rocky slope of the
pasture-meadow-the sixteen young
turkeys!
| There they come now," said Miss
Fydget, with a momentary twinge OF
conscience in regard to the tramp.
However, it's all over and gone now,
and what's done can't be undoner' -,
The company was all gathered at La
vina Thorpe's; the best china and silver
were out and great punches of cabbage
roses decked the mantel in gilt vases,
that were at least a century old.
lis he here?" nervously whispered
Miss Fydget, as she removed her hat in
the front chamber up stairs. a
The dear MANIFEST said Mis-;
fThorpe, enthusiastically elaspi5g bel
hands. "Walked all the way from
Simstown Station, and met with al
sorts of interesting adventures. What
do you think of his being taken fol
/ But here she was called away.
I When Miss Fydget descended serene
and smiling, she was led up to pleas
ant old man, with gray hair and a cor
dial blue eye.
miss Fydget," said Miss Thorpe
fussily, "let me make you acquainte,
with Bishop Playfair. of Chirita Terri
tory"
"Bless my soulr' cried Miss Fydget
dropping her fan and smelling-bottle
"it's the trampr'
The Bishop smiled serenely.
'Miss Fydget," said he, "you neve
can guess how deliciously cool tina
milk tasted to me. And, by-the-way
I met brood of young turkeys in
stubble field as l crossed from tn
highway, which 1 concluded must b
yours"
Both joined in irresistible laughter
and in five minutes Miss Fydget, set a
her ease by the Bishops tact and kind
ness, was chatting cieerfully away re
garding the Chirita Missions.
'.But to think" said Miss LAWN
Thorpe, afterward, .s.that YOU ,mistoo
, the Bishop of Chirita Territory for
trampr'
.And set him to splitting wood, an
pointed a rusty musket at him." sal
Miss Fydget.
lit only shows" said old Mrs. MAJ
tin, severely, .'how easy it is to. b
mistaken in this world.-Saturda
Night.