The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1882-06-15
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She did not put on her hood, for tho
hot with anger and crying that the cool
air was refreshing ran across HASTE
~; there were plenty of eggs to-day, but
she had no basket large enough to hold
them, and to her astonishments she found
viii had not fed either the cow or tho
pig, and Der abated anger rose to think
that he had gone off without doing the
That's little too much" she said to
herself. II amt a-goin' to do his chores
for him, anyway! I've got enough to do
in the house, and don't suit mister at
that. If he thinks he'sgot dumb slave
to work for him, he's mistook. ~ here
the cow lowed and tho pig took up his
own granting complaint. They had
a chance CT breakfast.
| Sally hasa tender, pitiful heart for all
"Poor critters" she said, II dono as
had ought to be ugly to them, cause he's
ugly to me. I'll run over and fetch a
basket and get my hood and mittens
anyway. I'll feed 'em, so thereW and
boiling over again with fresh wrath she
left the barn and slammed the door be-
hind her.
Meantime Will went on his way to
Mystic, where he arrived in due timo,
did his errands and went to Uncle Dams,
where he found good and abundant
dinner, and plentiful meal of chicken
pot-pie, mashed potato, boiled turnipe,
/ No, ball. To-
ding put him into excellent humor, so
when Phrony, who had been before too
busy serving and eating to talk, asked:
"How's Sally?" he said, very honestly
"Why, she's we'll, real well; but she
got kinder put out with me this morning
and don't blame her a bit, for began
| it, kinder faultin' my breakfast, and
guess I made her mad; shouldn't
"Why, Will" said 'Phrony, with an
accent Of reproach that said more than
her words;
about housework at once" said mild
A unit Gray; "she never had no mother
nor no folks SOS she could learn; be sort
o softly to her, she's lonesome little
creeturr, with nobody but you to hold on
to, ye know"
Wills really kind heart began to troub-
10 him; he won't out again into the street,
ostensibly to finish his errands, but real.
ly to buy Sallie rose-pink silk tie that
would look SO pretty in contrast with her
rich dark hair and eyes, and perhaps
cast glow Oh her too pale, smooth
cheek.
For Will had al instinct of taste in his
uncultivated nature, and knew very we'll
how pretty and retined-looking his wife
was even beside 'Phrony's less delicate
and more blooming beauty.
So he stepped into the sleigh and drove
Oft, thinking how he would "make
friends" with Sallie, and how that dim
pie in her check would come and 60 and
the pink tie.
The road seemed very long, for he
knew he had left home in passion, AMI
now he was sorry. He got there at last
Just before shutdown, and driving into
from crow and pig.
"Jerus'lem." II never fed them crit
ters this morning! I did loose my head,
that's fact. Well, I've got to tend to
EN- now. Wonder Sally didn't. Mabbe,
though, she didn't come over, or if she
did she fetched the eggs and didn't look
at nothing else.
| Very speedily he fed the hungry
beasts and put out his horse, resolving
to go in to supper and finish the barn
work afterward for he was hungry.
There was nolight in the house, which
looked rather cherries, but Sally was
frugal, and sat far into the twilight with
the kitchen door.
| A cold chill struck him; the place was
empty, still, fireless; a rat ran across the
floor as he stepped in.
Nobody was there.
The low light of the setting sun struck
across the snow-felds with q wan glitter
into the bare room; the fire was out, the
stove cold. Behind the door into the
shed hung Sally's hood and
shawl, and her mittens were on the
shelf. Sally must be in the bedroom,
sick no doubt.
With an anxious heart will opened the
door into it. Nobody was there, the
room was in its usual cheerless order;
the bed white and smooth as the QUITE r
drifts; the white curtained windows
shutting out even that wintry sunshine.
Probably Sallie had put on her Sunday
cloak and bonnet, the same dark-ren
velvet turban and jaunty, jet-trimmed
sacque she had 10 oked SO we'll in when
they were married. Almost as if he
were afraid ofseeing ghost, will ope n
ed the door to see, there the things hung
against the wall, straight and smooth,
sacque and shawl, too, and the touuc
was on the shelf above.
Then he opened the tiny parlor with
awful misgivings. The andirons shone
in the open fireplace; the wax-fruit was
under its glass shade, between the glass
ndle-sticks on the shelf; and the BIZ
bic, the photograph album, the CODY of
Tupper's Proverbial PHILOSOPHICAL
wedding presents occupying little
round table in tho middle of the room,
and took a CHASTITY tint from the green
paper shades and the wan light of dying
day.
Everything was ASPIRIN, as dull and as
musty as ever. Sally was not there.
There was but one room upstairs, and
either side of it dark attic; he lit his
lantern and searched there, but found
nothing.
Then he took Decline for the nearest
neighbours house, but though the family
were full of pity and establishment and
suggestion, he did not find bis wife.
"Hev ye s'arched the barn?" oueried
old Grandsir Phelps from the chimney
corner.
l. Will had not thought Of that; so ROYAL
Phelps went back with him and peered
into every nook and corner of the bin,
NOV, harness.shed and cellar.