Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1882-02-23


round him, and trunk full of traffic he
saved to sell. Jinkins looks just like
our own men; but then, he's got three
hundred dollars in the bank. and farm
down Maine way, worth three hundred
more"
The little pink man said, 'sif she re-
fused him, he'd drownd himself in the
stream she'd made sacred by rowing
over"
But the other great, hearty fellow
said, s1f she refuses to me, 1'ligo home
and marry some smart Yankee girl, and
quit the sea and live. on my farml''
So Molly concluded to marry the man
who would s'drownd' himself for her
sake; and Jenkins, whose ardor was
considerably cooled by the time his
frozen hands were well, gave her fifty
dollars for his board and for her trouble
in taking care of him. and departed in
high glee.
Molly AIMS ambition had long been
to set up little store in deserted fish
house, and thus meet great want in
the hamlet. So, putting Henry Ed
wards trunk of suspenders, buttons,
cravats, ETC., in there, she set off with
him to be married by the nearest JUS
tice of the peace.
After the ceremony she returned
home, and he went on to large town
beyond to order sign and to buy more
goods. The store was to be hers and he
was to do tailoring in the back part of
it.
The opening of Stewards uptown
store in New York made not half the
stir that Molly AIMS enterprise did in
that poor village by the sea. The sign,
ordered of painter five miles off, was
looked for much as the first church bell
was by the early colonists, after the
little mans letter came to Molly an
nouncing what he had done. You may
like to see the letter; the handwriting
we cannot show you. It ran thus:
PoRT L, Marich, 1.
DERE Molly HAN:--i horder the sin,
and gree we will pa i'm six shilling six
for hit wen put hup hover ure dore, e
will tax hit down thar and nail hit hup.
Hi horder ure nam hon hit, for vii
bee more merchant than me. hi am sur
we vii make money and bee writch,
When my business dun vii take wings |
hand fly to and hold folkes. bee sur
not let i'm male the sin hon hup-side |
down. hi ham til deth,
HENERY EDWARDS.
Next came man into the hamlet |
asking for new store. Down few
Molly Ann to meet him.
'Are you Mrs. Bilkins ?" he asked.
'sNo, han't, and no more is any
dody else," replied Molly Ann. ''There
han't no such woman"
"I've brought down the sign for the
the new store" said the man, meekly ; |
and at the same time displaying it and |
reading, to the horror of the owner,
ssMRs. M. A. BmKNs,
Dry and Fancy Goods"
"Who is this Miss BilIings2' cried |
Molly Ann in no gentle tone.
"How do I know? asked the man,
growing little angry; and adding,
where's the new shop to beY'
"Right here; but no Miss Billins-
nor nothin's- going to keep It'll I'm
goin' to do it myself, and you better go
home and tell her SO !" cried Molly.
81 never saw herl said the man. s'but
I'm goin' to put this up whereI was
ordered, and go home"
'Don't you do it, or our men will
make you rue the day n was the warn
ing he got.
The man moU-ted barrel with his
hammer, and Molly Ann ran scream-
ing to the lighthouses, a little way off,
Boys, Boys, there's Miss Biliins
from up-shore says she is comm down
here to set up shop in my fsh-house,
and has took time by the forelock,
and sent a man down to put up her sign
afore mine gifts herel'
These men and boys were never lazy
when there was any fighting to be
done; and, making common cause with
their townswoman, they rushed towards
the poor man who. mounted on bar
rel, was pounding away at the sign.
@'Quit that, will you ?" roared great
fellow who was too lazy to do anything
but roar.
'sHeave rocks at himl" cried another
to the crowd.
"You go home," cried third, nand
tell that Miss Billins to mind her own
business. One OF our own women's
goin' to keep that ere store; and if she
comes down here to head her off, we
won't buy thing of her, and will burn
the shanty over her head besidesi"
The man, seeing the barrel was to be
knocked from under him, sprang down,
and cried. "Hold on your stones till
/ tell you all know about this sign.
What's the name Of that crazy woman
there-that should have gone on to
the sign?'
"Molly Ann Hull, = roared the bride.
Sand I ain't no more crazy'n you be
nutherr
"What is your husbands name p
asked the man.
"Henry Edwaldslp cried Molly Ann.