The Russellville Democrat., 1881-10-13

rush in from the shop with a bottle of 1 the Magic Drops" If they were affiict.
 ed with headache, though she might have sometimes been unable to spare 1 time to apply the Electric Relietn her self, she detailed Idelia Rosanna to act
 in her stead And through the quite evenings she always satby her husbands | side, busied either on dress or a we'd ! ding bonnet, or shroud, while the visi- | tors dropped in one after another with plenty of news and chat. There was al. ways a good stock of apple pie in the
 pantry. and all the hymn singing the
 most devout soul could possibly wish for | in the parlor of a Sunday night To be l snre the graves of the departed were in | sight from the sunny windows and rather mournfully suggestive; but still the scene
 must have been very peaceful. with the
 grass rippling and tossing in the breeze, and there were no gravestones in the re- | zion more fine and costly than those l which July Ann raised to the memory of l her spouses. IL was not more than a | year since the last occupant of the chair | had joined those sleepers. and that the l fascinating widow did not marry again
 was circumstance which everybody wondered at. It certainly could not be for lack of opportunity, so tenderly did she protect and cherish husbands. so amply able was she to provide for them,
 SO popular was she with young and old of both sexes.
 I noticed that Mir. Spurling, the
 rosy and robust leader of the
 choir, directed decidedly tender glances toward the region of
 ker crape veil over his hymn book on Sundays, and that more than one jolly
 captain made an errand to the shop when the mackerel sehooners were in ! during spell of weather"
 "Why isn't she married? she has so
 many admirers2" l ventured to inquire
 myself, speaking my thoughts aloud to ! Idelia Rosanna, one day while waiting | for this airy damsel to match pattern of l crimson worsted.
 "Lor' they're all too healthy. There ] hain't no consumptive or rheumatic men round just now, nor but one with the shakin' palsy, that l know of, m he's married. Aunt. she don't care much i healthy folks, male or female. Diseases l is faScinatin' to her, though if she ever ] has as much as a cold or crick in the neck herself she's blue as whetstone." | This was two years ago. Last summer ] the first news that heard after reaching ] the harbor was that Mis- BehsOn was about to be united in the holy bonds of matrimony for the fourth time saw 1 at once that the chamhermaid who came ] to attend my room had something on ! her mind. Usually extremely parsimon. 1 ious in the matter Of towels, she hung seven, one after another, in an absent minded way on my rack, and forgot to ! inform me that she was q sChool teacher
 in reality and had only slipped from 1 that loftier sphere of usefulness for a short time to accommodate Mis- White, the landlady. What Is it, Mary Jane2' inquired at length.
 You know Mis- IBa hson. the dress maker2' aeknowletied my acQuaint-
 anee with this lady, and waite,l with some curiosity to hear what she had to say concerning her. Wall. don't you
 think. shes been and found an invalid
 man and is eoin' to get married next Sunday He's a stoppin' at her house
 now. with eough that sounds half as if
 he made it. He IS rather poor n peak ed. though, but harnsoine as 8 peacock" ,"
 "Rut where did she find the iavalid2n
 l asked. 'i thought the gentlemen of Green Harhor were all hopelesSly healthy"
 sN1 AAatA hts MI fNftllAtL Att @ Gtlt everything to get hiSSelf up 8 pale look:
 he's eat slate pencils n pickles by the ton, they say. n kep' awake nights thet's dretful wearin', you knOw-but it didn't do no good. He b'lungs to a aw- ful shiftleSs race, n she got a good bit of property n not chick nor a child in
 the world Csp'n Loud he actually
 made a cough till he began to hev one in reality, n that selrt him SD thet he left off CoUrtin' her n went off on wage. 10 the Banks n hain't been seen in these parts sense. This man came from Pnmhfeld. &0 or 40 miles away. He heard tell of her over there. they say, n come over here purpose to marry her. though she's old enough to be his mother. ldely she sticks to it thet he haint got no more lung trouble that she hes; but there he sets in the rockin' chair lookin' at his finger naIlS. l n she waits upon him by inches n doses him with enough of thet pilen relief to kill a common man. Shes a wonder tul woman, Nils B3hSon is. tendin' to all the business she hes on her hands m sick husbands besides"
 The next morning l went over to the shop to make 8 congratDlatnry call There was no change around the house. The small dog awoke from his slumhers and threatened my ankles untjl l trem- hled with fear. Tbe gate as usual. re- sisted all my efforts to open it. and ldella Rosanna as usual, appeared Ia my re- : lief
 ! 'l s'pose you've heari the neAs about aunl's gitting married4" SIid she. The hull country $ a talkin' about .t, "a take . a seat"
 The little shop was as bright as ever. and everything JuSt as it had been the ! year before, but that the big chair. which ! had been decorated with black cGape in memory of the departed husbands. was row radiant with 8 new rhiuE covering
 and WAS occupied by a decidedly rustic
 but rather handsome young man witb
 he -tiC cheeks l stole a good look at . him. and he dropped his ewes with 8
 somewhat Sherpish expression The window was open, and the three white
 hea3stoues uf the three jeYaricj hus-
 bands glttered brightly iu the httle- family hurying ground not faraWav. l
 iuvoluuiAuly glanced iu that direction
 Mrs Edison made her appearance b,.
 lore Ney long with her usual MuuIufll
 ly heaminC CouuteLAnce and Eer usual
 aoa. agie~ for negligent apDeaRurr. 'Nuu
 always lo Eetch me lookiu jest so. Ms
 smith, hUt ] hev s5 many things to tend t0 that hey ts hurry through with my
 housevoyk tke best way | kin m nlt
 stop to fix mp mUrh, I've hceu maxim
 apple pies this moYuin' m it always