The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1881-08-26

| 10 have much of weddin'. Sans folks
| live over TO aartland, most of them, an
Mis- Marsh hadn't really room TO com
modate them, and haven't got anybody
but Aunt Nancy. and she dldn't come;
she feels hard towards SAM" and here
the bright eyes clouded.
Didn't send no answer to YEP" que
RED Mrs. Beers, automatically.
enc; 1 It'd Tommy Marsh to wait
for it, SOS to make sure and he said she
said there wasn't any answer"
my land !" CALCULATED Mrs. Beers.
snow, Janey, Miss Nancy never go,
no note from We at all, and didn't never
have an idee that you was goin' to be
married she feels reel riled about it
she feels hurt, an you can't no way
blame her. She done well by ye jest 80
fur forth as she knowed, while you
stayed you know she he'd reason &C
cordin' to the natur' of women-folks not
to like the Phelpses Of she had knowed
your Sam, she'd hev liked him, she
couldn't help it; but you see she KEEP
n mixin' him up with her Saan, the uncle,
who want no more like him than chalk &
like cheese and We know Miss Nancy
real sot in her way, but she's good a.
gold when We get down to it"
Janey's eyes filed.
"My sensesl if I could get hold Of
Tommy Marsh--and there he Is, sure's
you ive."
"Set still set still I" purred Mrs.
Beers. "Let me deal with the cretur
he's fetchin' suthin' to ye; but he's
sljpprier n an eel !; Of he gifts an idee
you know bout it, he'll cut n rum"
Janey took up her apron and went on
with the button-hole, and Tommy, .
freckled, green-eyed, impudent urchin,
bobbed his head at her and held out a
basket.
Z" Ma sent We over suthin' fer 10 put
inter the pantry" he said, in the mon
otonous tone of a repeated lesson.
Janey uncovered the basket.
"Why, just look here, Mis- Beers
she has sent me four jars Of jell I; amt
she good ?"
"Surelyl" calculated Mrs. Beers.
Tommy, don't you want q pep'mint +"
The unwary boy snapped at the offer.
"Guess there's one in my pocket,
smiled the old lady, and began to pull
out one by one the contents of that
goodly repository.
CT guess, Tommy, you haven't got
near 30 many things IN your pocket as
there be in mine," she said
/" bet havel" answered Thomas,
and, quite forgetful of anything but en-
ulation, he began to unload the stores of
his own pouches. As he did so, eagerly
and carelessly, dirty note fell on the
steps just at Mrs. Beers side; she
reached out for it. Tommy saw the
naneuvre, grabbed Intellectually at the
document and fed; it was the lost note
to Miss Nancy.
"Seems as though there was Provi-
dence In it, - remarked Mrs. Beers, but
Janey did not hear, for she was running
after Tommy with the emptied basket
she had just brought out; suddenly she
stepped ON II stone, twisted her ankle
and fell.
1t was hard for Mrs. Beers to get her
into the house and on to her bed, but
Janey was not the fainting sort of WON
an, and between her courage aud her
visitors patience it was managed. Mrs.
Beers stayed and got the supper for
Sam, and then trotted home, sending
Mrs. Marsh back to take herplaee as she
passed the house. Early the next morn
ing she went over to Miss Nancy Try
on's.
"Good mornin," she said, beaming
on that stiff old lady with the sunny
homely countenance of pumpkin i'll q
cornfeld.
"Say, Miss Nancy, I've ketched nice
teller a-meddlin', betwixt you and Janey.
I've got the note she writ to We out o.
Tommy Ma'sh's pocket; guess he went
tishin' or somethin' an forgot it an lied
about it; anyway, here it's" Miss Nam
cy grimly opened it, and it ran thus:
DEAR AUNrY / have finally made up my
mind to marry Sam I think great deal of
him. and lie docs OF me, expect, and it seems
az If there wasn't any real good reason why
shouldn't, save and except that you don't like
him, but / know you will after while, and he
thinks ever so much Of you he just hates his
Uncle Sam.
Dear Aunty, you're all the people have got,
since father died, and You know how he set by
you, and looked for you to be mother to his
baby, and 30 you was.
Tn real sorry vexei you about Sam, but
couldn't help it; please forgive me ana come
over TO Mn. Marshs tomorrow night and sec
me married. Do, do Sam says do, too.
Your loving JANEY.
"Dreadful sweet mostTs good as
honey" growled Miss Nancy. in a voice
half-moved, half incredulous but why
did she wipe her spectacles? Mrs. Beers
went on in her soft voice
" l was down there las night an she
kinder turned her ankle a-runnin' after
that boy +; fixed her onto the bed an
got supper, but she cant step; she was
a-comin' right up here but for that, and
cried real bad about it.
:" I think 'twoula set her up dreadfully
eff SO be you could feel to forgive her
fur enough to step around and help her
a mite. / know it's dreadful hard to
get over sech things, and she knows it,
and is a-grievin' over it sight; but L
said, says /, Don't We take on, Janey
your nunt's jest as good as gold
when you git down tot; she's one o.
them that's better'n they're willin' to
show; any way I'll tell her to-morrer,
and she'll do jest as she's a mind ter. :"
"That's so !" said Miss Nancy, grim
ly, and Mrs. Beers, wise in her harm
lessness, went home. Whether it was
the note with its honest honey or Mrs.
Beers "butter who can tell2 A MKT
ure of both, no doubt, but Miss Nancy,