The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-05-17

Wullo ub Will B6N over bQ6 dyspepsia
and that hacking cough of his. 1t is
some better now. He takes long walks
in the morning for his health and also
in the pursuit of science (he is very
learned), and brings home lots of bugs
and beetles-ughl the nasty things
Not that exactly, either, for Parson
Rushing says some of them are very
curious and quite rare, so of course they
are.
After the sun has gone down they
take row on the river; yes, they, for
Dolly doesn't steady herself down to
anything, and so she is always ready to
set out when the parson is, while I
never, or scarce ever, go with them, as
l have the dishes to wash in the morn
ing and the pans to scour and the floor
to scrub; Parson Rushing does so like
to see white floor At night there is
the bread to toast, and he is so partic-
ulsr about that.
One night ] did go rowing, and if it
wasn't blessing got back again and
alive Why, that boat pitched and
rocked and dove, till my head buzzed
and my stomach felt so queer all be-
cause I was physically bilious, and dis
inclined toward rowing, the parson said.
But he did his best to max g it pleasant
and rowed until his face was red /; and
he would go from one side of the boat
to the other as quick as lightning to
see if there was fish at my line, and
then the boat would give one of them
lurches, till l was afraid it would take
in water at the sides and 1 had to
pretend it was delightful, when it was
so horrid. It was like nightmare
chasing you over a stony pasture.
1t was the thankfullest moment in
my life when Tower came down toward
MS and 1 knew 1 was on Trilla Frilla
Chats French) once more. But my
troubles weren't but half over, for when
we got home Dolly had scorched the
toast and burnt the bread, and the tea
wasn't stepped, and the elder said if he
drank such weak tea as that he was
afraid it would set him in the dyspepsia
again, and looked reproachfully at
Dolly. But don't you think that instead
of looking meek and being sorry as she
should, the heartless girl just laughed
and laughed until she Jared over the
tea in the elders cup. 1 always fill his
cup full. There are some people who
never do care about other peoples
feelings
Now am not one of that kind, and
felt very much for the parson; but at
the same time / thought it would do
him good, for he would now know bet
ter than ever how to appreciate my good
cooking; not but what he did, dear
man! bat now he would come to fuller
knowledge of it by experiences; and,
too, he'd know I'd given Dolly chance,
and not kept her in the background.
The other day he was saying that it
was a very excellent thing for young
ladies Chats 1ne) to have thorough
knowledge of housekeeping, and he did
not see what some people could be
thinking of to bring their daughters up
in idleness-now Dolly was brought up
when she came here, so that isn't me-
nor what men could be thinking of to
take such girls as wives.
Parson Rushing had been here three
weeks to day, and an awful hot day it
was, to my thinking, and I had Just
made up my mind that when finished
washing the floor would refresh my
mind with DIR. Watts hymns for an
hour or so, and rest my weary brains.
Parson Rushing says the mind must
have something to feed on as we'll as
the body. Well, had just got com
fortably settled down in my corner,
with my feet placed carefully on
cushion, but had not got down to the
bottom of the first page when in Tower
came in with oh, horrorsl He had
scalped Parson Ru shing, for there were
his lovely gray curls, and the dog came
and laid the trophy at my feet.
L took 1t up and walked tip-toe to the
sitting-room, where Parson Rushing
and Dolly were taking notes of their
morning ramble. Having arrived at
the door paused-why or for what rea.
son / cannot say; it must have been a
presentment of the great sorrow that
was already over my head. Having, as
/ said, come to the door, paused. Now
this door had a aperture-a crack-that
extended the whole length OF it; unto
this aperture / applied my eye, and
bnt words are inadequate to express my
thoughts, letters are not black enough
to convey my feelings. There sat Par
son Rushing (for it was he) minus the
gray curls, bereft of gray whiskers,
which were in chair, and in their stead
were short black side whisHers and
mustache and close cropped tiO SIX curls;
his eyes and nose, which had little
scratch on it from Nepenthe's claws-I
wished she scratched more affectionate-
ly l7-were the same.
Well, there he sat, looking as cool
and comfortable, and beside him that
little witch, Dolly-I always knew there
was something deep about her-and he
was talking away, and she a-chattering,
By-and-bye he took one of her hands,
and, bending over-would you believe
it ? can, hardly-kissed it
At this sign of love, unreciprocated
affection burst in from the door.
How dare you thus trifie with con-
fiding maiden's lover How dare you"
81 am not trifing at all. was never
more in earnest in my life Allow me
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