The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1881-11-19
The MISSES TEMPLETON'S
TEAPOTS,

well, eff it don't beat all! I'm
struck all of heap!'
AN what's more" pursued the
striker, leaning little further from his
wagon, and speaking through tightly
shut teeth, as if thereby the sound
would be prevented from passing be.
yond the listener, "there amt no
baokin' down, as you might think. If
ever you seen face sot, you'd a seen
it this mornin'; an she lookin' back all
the time, too, as if 1 was carryin' her to
she vault in the lower graveyard. I de-
clare I'd just about as soon. I hain't
got over it yit."
But, for the landssake why didn't
Dianthy stop her?"
"Past stoppin'. These still folks,
when they do take the bit between
their teeth, don't stop for whoa Di-
anthy wasn't up, nuther. You'd ought
to hev seen her when I druv up with
Lucindy. She came higher speakin'
out when I handed in that hair trunk
than she's done for ten year. But I
guess the town II be in an uproar
when it knows. It amt agoin' to allow
it."
"How IL it bender it, Lamson, I'd
like to know?"
"Don' know" said the first speaker.
"but there's got to be way found.
Why, this mornin' Hiram come out, an
his wife, too. They're good sort O.
olks eff they do run the town farm, an
Hiram sez Nov, Miss Templeton, I
told you before, an I tell you now agin,
faint no use. You amt pauper, and
you jest can't an shan't change off,
i've settled it, SEE she, hard an stiff
as Dianthy herself You're bound to
keep Lucindy, an eff choose to change
places with Lucindy, it's nobody's bust
ness but my own. Eff you won't let her
go, I'll stay here whether or no. Town
meetin' amt till spring, an I've male
up my mind. There amt nothin' but
death can change it. Lucindy elm
up to the seat before Hiram could inter-
fere, an druv off, an how they'll settle
it / can't say, but there she is. The
last words I heard her say was: Hiram,
there's no peace for me anywheres but
here, an here mean to stay"
"She's out O. her mind" said old
Hubbard, picking up the rake dropped
in his first surprise. "There'1l have to
be special meetin' called, an I'll see
about it this very day."
"Better let folks manage their own
affairs" returned Lamson, gathering up
the reins. 81 don know as I'd druv
her over if I'd understood exactly
what she wanted; an then agin I dom
know. But will say thought I'd
like to see how Dianthy would take it.
It beats me. Chloe Templeton in the
poorhouse, an them Templetons 18th
money enough to buy you n me out this
minute"
"'Twouldn't take no great to do
that" said old Hubbard, returning to
his work, establishment still predomi-
mating in his leathery face; and Lamson
drove on. the tall figure of woman
appearing in the open doorway of a
house above, as if she had been watch
ing the interview, and were half dis
posed to speak. Hubbard made step
forward as if uncertain whether to speak
or not, but retreated suddenly as the
door shut with a bang. "Templeton
temper" he said, shaking his grizzled
head; shut who'd a thought Chloe had
any of it9 / caplate she got desprit, an
struck out for any kind O. change, an
I don't wonder nuther;" and with an.
other shake he settled to work, pausine
at intervals TO calculate, "Well, il
beats mev'