The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1881-08-25
"a BOY On THE PLACE."
What does all Debby and Towzer?'
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ia you speak, Jane!
"Yes; l said, What ails Debby and
Towzer? Debby's been goin' on for
some time down there in the garden,
and Tower is barkin' in the distracted
est way around the hay.stack down
yonder in the meadow. l can't make
out either Debby or Tower; can you,
Susan?'
Susan, the youngest of the three
Bently sisters-who owned to her fifty
years thus appealed to. came out from
the roomy pantry, with her cap borders
fly NO. and her tioury hands dripping
tiny white flakes over James clean
kitchen, and upon the shining floor of
the porch which overlooked both hill
side garden and meadow.
A merry. contagious laugh from
Susans lips, quickly echoed BY Jane.
caused Debby to halt a moment in her
frantic chase after some intruder, not
visible to the two upon the porch.
lit does-beat-all!' gasped Debby,
as she paused; and then came an indis-
tinct sentence, which the others failed
to catch, and the dumpy figure hasten
ed on again, at the same time throwing
stones, stick, clam-shells and TUFTS Of
grass, at the object of her pursuit.
II do think. Susan, we ought to go
down and help Debby; there's no tellin'
what it may be-
IF only Dolby would consent to
having boy on the place! He'd be so
handy with her in the garden"
Susan, the little woman, with tender
voice. must certainly have had grea.
loneliness IN early youth. for traces of
sunny beauty lay still upon the good,
fair face-in fact, CLEANS of a fair and
beautiful youth we're seen also upon the
other two faces, but more clearly upon
Susan's.
deed yes. Suse: that is what tell
Debby every summer. But YOU know
what she says, it would make too much
extra sewing for my old fingers, and
more work for you in the baking and
cooking, and, likes not, only hinder
her in the garden after all, and then she
says, too, Where on earth is the boy
to come from?' Debby always winds
up with that, you know. There's some
sense in that last. Susan. and that's all
the sense see."
"There isn't a mite in il, Jane, not a
grain. Why, there's plenty of boys,
and good ones. too, only Debby's so
sure of bein' taken in by them. Now,
l don't know much about boys in gen.
eral, but believe they're human. and
like most other creatures; if you re good
AMI tender with them, Jane, the bad
will come out. Icalc late it isn't in the
think most any boy would do
l. L.
reached the garden gate at the conclu-
sion of this speech, and she was about
to open it, when cry from Debby
caused her to start back, and, falling
against Jane, knock that worthy woman
quite off her feet.
don't come in vet, Susan, for good
ness sake! These three hens have tuck
cred the life almost out of me- There
goes one over the fence! Stand back,
Jane. Thank goodness! There goes
another. Shoe! Bend down. Susan:
your heads in the way, and this is the
meanest hen of the three. Shoe! She
sees your head bobbin' up. Susan.
Mind! There now-shoo! There she
goes; that's the last. Thank goodness!
I'm most tuckered out" Debby sat
right down upon one of the beds with
out ceremony, tanning with her bonnet
the round, red face and moist brow.
Susan and Jane, both convulsed with
laughter, entered the garden, closing
the gate carefully.
lit does beat all, now" said Jane,
with pity for Debby, who was sitting
there forlorn aud exhausted. The
hens bother you uncommon, Debby; if
you would only consent to let me and
Susan help here bit"
"Help? As though you and Susan
didn't have your hand full"
Il say. Debby, do let us have q boy
on the place"
"Sussn, Susan. you child! You
don't know what you're talking about;
l don't want a boy in my garden; and a
better reason. where's the boy to come
from. I'd like to know? Yes, I'd like
to know, Susan! If Providence should
send one right down here under my
nose--so to speak-why, I'd take him;
but Providence don't trouble about
such small matters, I reckon. It would
seem silly"
"Oh, Debby, don't say that; but you
don't mean it, that's one consolation"