The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1881-11-02

the door that led into the @keepin'-
room where the sewing society was
convened. Whackety if we should
eat so much, guess ma d whip us.
just look at Miss Bassett stuff"
Thereupon the other figure bounced
up with great difficulty to get a good
view from the keyhole. When he had
gotten his eye fixed, he drew long
breath. "Whew don't she, though
An see Miss Henderson Her nose is
yard long. Look at her bite into that
biscuit 7
"Let me see-let me see," exclaimed
the boy on the floor, crowding up to
push the other away from the keyhole.
That's my place. Get away, Tom, I
| say. / want to see."
"'Tain't your place any more'n ,,'tis
mine," retorted the other, in an awful
whisper that but for the rattle of cups
and saucers going on on the other side
of the door must needs have been
heard. "The closet b'longs to both of
us so of course the key-hole does"
"Well, want to see once" said the
FIST boy, waving the point of exclu-
sive rights ; $50 git away, or I'll hol-
lef )" and he gave smart push to the
figure enjoying a view of the society
that caused it to take its eye quickly
away from the key-hole, while he re-.
sented his wrongs.
If you do, you won't git nothin'
only whaclin', an I'll cut an run" he
declared, savagely, dumping down into
the vacated place on the floor. $50 do
look il you want ter; then you've got
to give the place back"
"She's beginnin' on another" cried
the victor, as loudly as he dared. "Oh
my ium-zies! l say, Tom"
".What?" said Tom, gloomily, on the
floor.
"There won't bea scrap left for us
il they keep on eatin' like that. The
riz cakes agoin' just awful Let's 60
out in the back yard and holler fire.
an start 'em home"
"Oh no, we mustn't" cried Tom, in
alarm that will spoil the whole
"They can't eat much more" he added,
decidedly. "An' then, after we've had
our supper, we'll start an tell all we
know. Hain't we heard lots?" he asked,
enthusiastically
"Lots !" declared his brother; "I guess
we have. Just twice as much as we did
at last s'ciety; then twas all about
Jinnv Ann Rogers; that wasn't no fun
at ALL"
"Let's 60 to Cousin 'Biah's first, said
Tom, eagerly, "an' mad him all up; an
then well cut cross lots to Miss
Mirandy's. Let's, Joe."
"All right" said Joe. "I don't care
which one we go to first. Oh, dear l
wish they was through"
But before he could plaster his pale
blue eye up TO the key-hole again, the
enterprising Thomas already had pos.
session of that outlook So he was forced
to content himself with conjuring up
new dark plans on the floor.
At last they had the supreme pleasure
of seeing and hearing the biscuits, cake
and tea passed out into the kite hen
when, losing no time. they speedily took
themselves out to the charms of sup
per with no one by to restrain.
When they had finally eaten till not
another crumb was possible, they each
grasped his cap, and flew as fast as was
possible on their pleasant errand.
81 wouldn't "a believed it." Mr..
'Biah Williams brought his hand down
hard on his knee, then stared at his
wife.
"I would" she said, spitefully.
"They're mean, hateful set. It's jest
what I've alwus told you, 'Biah, only
you would have your own way. Now ]
guess you'll go over to the Methodists. u
"Ill go to the Methodists next Sun.
day, Sarah, if you want ter" said Mr..
Williams, decidedly. "I'll jine a
church where the folks amt too big for
their clothes"
"Ain't too big for your clothes, you
} mean," said his wife, with a bitter
laugh. "To think that stuck-up Miss
Bassett, whose father used to peddle
dared turn up her nose at your tailorin' I"
can that Miss Bisbee, who don't
know what good coat is when she sees
one," cried the tailor, in the greatest
evaporation, "a-settin' herself up to
tell me how much L was to charge /
guess I'll learn her how to mind her
, own business" And 'Biah got up, and
sticking his big hands in his pockets,
: began to stalk up and down the room
in high dudgeon.
5 "'Biah !" Mrs. Williams stopped
combing out her seanty locks, and let
ting them string down each side of her
, thin face, she eagerly faced her hus-
} band. "Pll tell you what to do"
3 "What" asked her husband, stop
= ping in surprise.
? "You charge 'em Just twice as much
} as you would "a done," said his wife,
. peering through the two wisps of light
: hair that hung dismally on either side
= of her enraged countenance, "'an git
your pay out of 'em all; an then you
D give it back to the parson yourself, when
/. the coats DONE"
: "Good for you," cried her husband.
] " Hain't you got head, thought
And then he was so delighted at her
{ cntaness that he lifted the two Wisns