The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-05-06

keep his mind upon what Pillikin was
saying, he was so taken up with the rust
ling of drapery outside.
The two little women were flying
around down stairs in the kitchen, and
up stairs in the dining room. The chill
dren had their bread and milk, and were
washed and put to bed; the widow flew
down to the kitchen and made some
little dishes, all in the twinklng of an
eye, their culinary perfection consisting
in the rapidity with which they were got
together, and clapped upon the dumb
waiter and hoisted to her sister in the
dining-room above, who whisked them
upon the table, and what with the haste
and happiness and unexpectedness of it
all, when they rang the bell and invited
the gentlemen out to supper, there
couldn' tpossibly be two prettier or more
engaging women in the universe; and a
more appetizing meal Brown of Nevada
never saw or tasted.
From plying 10 Pillikin, he began to
envy him. How hollow and cold and
altogether unsatisfactory was the life of
particularly out in Nevada.
The March wind still roared and
howled, and the March sleet yet beat
upon the Pillikin window-panes, and
nothing would do but Brown of Nevada
must stay all night.
He knew it must be the widow room
that he slept in Gas indeed it was, that
little woman and her orphan boy crowd
! ing in with the little Pillikins.) and
Brown of Nevada went all around, adj
hiring the pretty knickknacks, and
worsted-work and embroidery, that was
of course the work of the fair widow 5
hands. He went to sleep and dreamed
that Pillikin was so stepped in pecuniary
difficulties that the widow found the
piano and stool and music, and even the
embroidered cover, were only drop in
the bucket; so in her warm generosity
she threw herself in, and stood upon
the piano to be ratified off by the credit
ors and friends of Pillikin. Brown
threw double skies every time, and had
| just made arrangements to have the
widow and piano and stool and music
and cover shipped out to Nevada with
the rest of his goods when the breakfast
bell rang. He awoke, and blushed tC
find what absurdities a man will dream,
| and blushed still more when the soft in
nocent eyes of the widow met his own
over the potatoes and the mullins, and
scrambled eggs. and the multitude OF
good things which he found out after
ward she had made with her own hands,
Her orphan boy was fine little fell
low, and would make a splendid man
some day if he could be taken where
there was room to grow.
But who can picture the pride of Pill
likin when he walked into the store the
next morning arm in arm with Brown of
Nevada? Mr.. Hardscrabble was just
bullying one of the heads of stock, and
catching glimpse of this touching
spectacle of amnity between Pillikn and
Brown of Nevada, he rushed forward,
placed an affectionate hand upon the
shoulder of each, and thus lovingly
linked together the three walked down
the store.
And the saying is that whatever you
dream in strange bed is sure TO- come
true; and shouldn't wonder, if, wher
Brown went back to Nevada, he'd take
all those things he won at that imaginary
raffle-all except the piano and stool and
embroidered cover. These the deal
little widow declares she will leave to
the young Pillikins. -Harper's Weekly.