Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1881-11-24

which had excited my sunt's righteous
, indignation. just struggling up to reacl
this had been magnificent crop of ivy
bus the place thereof knew it no more
for man who stood there, open-mouth
ed, with his shears in his hand, and witt
the spoils of his labor all round him
had sheared and trimmed it till the wal
was bare an billiard ball.
My aunt had followed up her excla
nation by rushing across the garden
seizing the intruder by the color OF ths
jacket, aRd shaking him till his teetl
chattered in his head.
Come away. Frank. come away r said
| Miss Tipple, piucking tlfe new rsctor's
sleeve. The woman must be mad
But Mr.. Jordan, without needing tbs
injunction, with smile ON his face
strobe to the scene of the conflict, just
as my aunt, fairly out of breath. rsleas-
ed poor Jobson in a condition OF ex.
treme physical exhaustion and mental
bewilderment.
'Oh, it's you, Jobson, is it !? she said
rs soon as she had sufficiently recovered
breath. How dare you come trespass-
passing here, and destroying my garden
You touch another leaf of the ivy, sir,
and will make you smart for it, or my
name is not Agatha Gayfer.'
There was scarcely leaf left for him
to touch; he had done his work COM
pletelv.
WELL she continued impatiently,
what do you stand there for with your
mouth open, like a drivilling idiot?
Have you nothing to say for YOURSELF?
why, lord, Miss Gayfer.' said Jobson,
you right down skeer me. that you do;
1 hain't had sich a jouncing not sim L
was tossed in a blanket. Ineyer know
ed was doin' any harm. Miss Payne
she said the ivy made her walls damp.
and was to come over an cut it. She
towld me, and thought it was all right.
never knowed 1 was doin' any harm.
Why, lor', there
Are you such born fool. then, as to
go and do whatever Miss Payne tells
you? Don't you know could have you
prosecuted and imprisoned for trespassi
and wilful damage? and I don't know
but what shall. too. He that will needs
blow in the dust must look to fill his
eyes with 1t. Now you go and tell Miss
Payne. that il she's got anything to say
by way of excuse. she had better say it
at once, or it may be too late
'Sakesl Miss Gayfer,' began Jobson,
g 1 never
Don't stand talking there. man, but
go and do az tell you."
The unhappy Jobson gathered up his
tools, climbed up the short ladder by
which he had made bis descent. drew it
after him. and disappeared.
It's most vexatious incident said
the new rector.
Vexatiousr interrupted my aunt with
perfectly recovered composure, its
maddening.'
There Was curious contrast between
were uttered, and the rector smiled as
he said:
a1sI hope, after the first natural ebulli-
tion of feeling. you will be able to ac- |
conimodste your difference with this
Miss Payne amicably.
Oh. tiddle-de-deer said my aunt. But
there, .now good-by. / shall see you
on sunday.
Ny dear Miss Gayfer,' said Miss Tip |
pie, your energy of character quite as
tonishes mel could no more do what |
you have done than ] could write
Franks sermons for him.
It's Just as we'll the world holds few
people who have some control ever
said my aunt with laugh. |
That's remarkable woman, said
Mr.. Jordan as he drove away with Miss
Tipple. i
A remarkably disagreeable woman
said the lady with little shudder. II
Do you think so 2 said the new rec
tor, and both lapsed into silence.
Those people mean to make a match
Of it, said my aunt, as she waited for
Miss Payne. Love and cough, they
say, can't be hid, and any one can see
hat she has made up her mind to mar
y him. A pretty dance she'll lead him,
90, poor fellow"
Miss Payne was lady of ponderous
ouild, but short in proportion to her
bulk. with complexion like an uncook-
ID muffin, and eyes in chronic state of
moisture, apt to overflow on slight pro-
Shewas elephantine in her
movements. wheezy and faint in her
Toice, and lachrymose in her general
Tiews. Aunt Agatha, who had beenl
'hirping merrily, Strengthened herself in
Ter chair as the click of the front gate
the approach of this obnox-
Gus parsonage.
'Wellr exclaimed my aunt, as she
yaddled into the room.
'Oh-h-hp sobbed Miss Payne, sinking
lninvited into a chair.
My aunt eyed her with profound con-
empt, but gave her time to recover
'reath before she asked:
Well, Miss Payne, have you anything
o say why should not put this matter
n the hands of my lawyer, and take pro-
eedings against you for your abomina-t
lie trespass?'
Miss AgathaT gasped the offender, Il
eclare you frighten me. and my heart
5 that bad
StuffF said Aunt Agatha promptly.
Only think, Miss Agatha, what's the
se Of going TO law with me-
Il know, broke in my aunt, that
Thether You boil snow or pound it, youI
ct only wster; but to put up with such
n abominable outrage as this is 10 in.
ite injury. Those who make them
elves sheep have no cali to complain if
ne wolf eats them
Mr. dear Miss Agatha, pleaded Miss
ayne.
Don't dear Miss Agatha" me, wo-
IAN, said my aunt; 1T makes me sick. Il
Il declare Miss Agatha, I'm more vex-
than you can think. You know DAMP
akes me SO miserable
Il don't know. said my aunt, abrupt
/.
1t really does, and the ivy did make
e wall damp.
Then you should have told me aboutI
and not sentpeople trespassing 10 my
igien.'
Il never thought. Miss Agatha, Job
u was going to do SO much, ] toldl