Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1881-05-10

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the middle Of the floor, an powerful big
pie it was seemed as lift reached near
ly to the ceilin'. We was all a-settin'
around it, pretty prim, a-waitin' for the
stiffness 10 wear off.
Their was one person was surprised to
see in the COMPANY. an that was Florindv
Daggett. 'Twan't often anybody sighted
uer at wool -pickins or apple parin or
rag-tackin's, for she was set up for a
gen,eel, an always washing dishes with
a mop. She was powerful dressy
woman, too. Husband he allus said
she was the kind that 'ud gin a mans
poke, the swinney. But she loved talk
beyond dress. 1t was joked around tha,
old man Dagge,t told her once that he'd
nuss her cheerful through twenty year $
spell, if her disease jest happened to be
PARALYSIS of the tongue. Theirs apt to be
mischief, too, in the tongues of these
akin females. Thar she set, her mouth
a-puckered a up, three sand colored curls
a-hangin' as tur as her nose on each side.
an, as a last dyin' touch KID gtores.
We didn't none OF us take much notice
Of her, but we started out pickin WOO!
pretty peart. After while. Florindy
she si,hed an said, Sister Wysnicker,
what's the duty of one sister in the soci-
ETY.. when she's discovered another sister
IN the act o back-Slidin =
"P'raps she nigh, make her presen,
of Brother Throckmorton's Serious Re
view of Infant Sprinklers, says Sister
Wysnicker, who gifts laugh out Of mos,
things goin.
This is no matter for Jokin, says
Florindy. solemn as Moses in the bull
rushes.
Father Swett's wife then spoke up
very excited: Sister Daggett, you do
surprise me all to pieces A man, OF
course. Bad is the best Of EN-. Do
pray don't wait another minute. Tell us
all about it." She was little sharp
woman, whose words tumbled out Of her
mouth as fas, as chopped straw out OF a
thrashin' machine, an had jest about as
much cash value.
No man" says Florindy; ''it was
woman. An wha, she was dom Is so
ser GUS an awful that reveal 1t | won't
unless the sisters here thiuk 1t is my du-
~"
Well. now. do you know, not one OF
US had the Christian charity to say,
Hold your tongue, Florindy." Truth
is, we was dyin' to hear what 1t was; so we
les, edged our cheers little closer to-
gether, an sort Of Stacked in the WOOL
pickin
Last Sunday, about noon" says Flo
rindy. speakin' slow and impressive las
was a-returnin' home after visiting my
brothers sick child, my throat got so dry
that | must have drink Of water. So
stopped at certain cottage on the four
mile, where there is an al,hea-bush a
CROWN in the yard, an an oleander IN
tub by the steps,
The Biscoes
IL name no names. The front door
was shut. an the blinds were drawn
close, an mis,rus,el they was not at
home. opened the stats very gently
an looked in-"
AN what dye see : Do, for good.
ness sake, stop lookin' so mysterious,
and Farmer Sweets wife tore at piece
of wool quite reckless.
~ saw the three OF m-on the Lord 5
day-in a room as dark as iniquity-a
sewin for deer life "
SEWN "Sewin sewn
SEWN!
You RELY would have thought it was
the hissin' OF ring OF geese.
IL stood there for minute, says
Florindy. quite stagnated, as you may
say, with serprise; an besides, | wanted
TO see what they was SEWN on. But |
couldn't make out, for the life o me, an
| didn't dare to open tie Stats any wider.
"Tha, amt the point at all" says Sis
ter Sweet: whether twas carpet-rags,
or seed-bags or satin bags or rooes Tor the
rich. it's all one. The sin was IN sowin
a, all on the Lord 5 day.
Unless it was a corpse, says Sister
Wysnicker, "or funeral clothes for the
family"
"Well, it amt no question Of corpse
this time: an what's to be done about
it,"
I'm lookin' for Sister Biscoe every
minute. She's mighty good hand at
wool, an she promised TO come soon as
ever she could git off"
"All have to say" cries Flor:ndy,
is that when she steps in l steps out.
hold countenance with sinners l won I.
You can't touch pitch an not be denied
Ther's doctrine for 1t.
Mrs. Wysnicker looked powerful both
cred, Jest as if she didn't know which
way to turn. 1--WE haven't heard from
Sister weeden yet" says she; perhaps
she will give US word in season.
Sister Weeden was the impressives
female in the Baptist society. She wa'
tall an clean cut, an not bend In hei
from neck to knee. What she said wa
said. She had high che, k-bones, an
black eyes. an great twist OF milk-whlt'
hair coiled on top of her head. 81 hav'
listened" says she, IAN if what Siste
Daggett charges shall be proven true, w
must expel Dorothy Biscoe from the so
clety an leave her to the mercy Of God.
Cold shive,s ran down our backs;
was jest as if she had said Selah.
At this minute l happened to lool