The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1882-08-12


If Mrs. Dodd had wished to set q.
neighborhood agog she succeeded. um Io
village wasn't used to esthetic idaol
and the report that she had taken a doa,
off the hinges and hung up a curtain i
its stead seemed to their unenliphtenaI
minds the height of absurditv.
''But it really does look ever so nro,
ty," said one genial soul at the SEWN
circle, ''only my teeth chartered in ms
head all the time stayed at MI,
Dodd's."
'Lucindy tells me it's new-fanoad
notion they got up to bingham; ,b.
says it's all around there, rs if il v,s
measels It's what they call Art B-c
oration,'' explained Mrs. Lutestring
the milliner.
cart fiddlesticks," snapped Mrs Te,
nv, 1.-The art of taking cold. | reckon
! Pameley had the doctor last night and
a mustard plaster! | calkilate she's de-,
! Grated with blister by this time"
'rm afeared Miss Dodd's getting
| dreadful worldly to be so took up with
coffee~bagging and cotton-flannel when
there's missionary work to be done
| sighed old Mrs Preacher.
''Miss Dodd's got gentility on the
brain" put in the village dressmakor
''She wants to lead the fashions in Min.
| village"
Il think it's our duty to get up peti.
ton aud ask her to hev the door hume
again, seeing's the sewing socety's 90,
ing to meet their next week; il wouldn't
be convenient for all of us to hev the
influenzy together" suggested the pres.
ident of the society.
Its flying in the face of Providence.
persisted Mrs. Jerry.
But before the week ended Aunt Han.
nah dropped in from heartfelt to make
Mrs. DOdd, visit. as the weather had
moderated.
Il thought I'd take advantage Of this
warm spell" she exclaimed. lyon see
I'm going over to bingham next week
to hev Lawyer Browne make my will.
and | thought I'd stop awhile along with
you, Pameley, on my way. You know"
she continued, dropping into whisper
as though the heirs were all at her el.
bow, IF don't make it-and it seem,
as if was old enough -everythng'll 90
to his folks. seeing's I'm only Your
aunt-in-law. having married your own
uncle Roger Hill for my first husband
and my gOod-for-nothing cousin Tom
Jackman for my second; if don't make
it, you see, not dollar'd belong to Won.
as brought you up till you married
Mr.. Dodd! Laws is queer, YOU know: 50
| thought wouldn't wait no longer, but
take advantage of the thaw and hey
Lawyer Browne cut his folks of with
dollar"
But the thaw was followed by another
cold wave before Aunt Hannah could
start for bingham.
1T won't last long" Mrs. DOdd con
soled her, land then Tom'll drive you
over i'll the pung.'
Its proper pleasant here" chirruped
the old lady. land / wouldn't grudye
staying all winter, if his folks had ONLY
been cut off. How well Ben's wooden
carpet wears, and the horsehair furni-
ture looks so genteel. When you get
my legacy-ain't there door open
somewhere. Pameley? I've got cold wa
ter a-running down my back
'Doput on this shawl, Aunt Hannah"
begged Mrs. Dodd; I'm stir up the fire
and bring my foot-stove and a bottle Of
hot water; the house is old you see and
full of cracks
when you get my legacy you can
have new one, Pameley. What have
you got that Counterpart hanging up
to the doorway for? To keep out the
air?'
That's a porttere Aunt Hannah"
''Lor', heard up to heartfelt That
you had a portiere. and folks wondered
what it was like, and said they hoped it
wasn't nothing catching; I've been
to ask you about it ever since
come, but the will and the cold snap
put it out of my head. So that's pol-
here, Ell? Can't you afford a door,
Pameley?"
I'VE took it off a-purpose," said Lu-
einda; doors amt anything beside Dor-
iereS, nowadays"
I'm afraid it amt wholesome - said
Aunt Hannah, her teeth chattering in her
head, to speak figuratively. II believe
I'm coming down with one ofmy colds"
IS though she had monopoly of them.
Il hope it won't be nothing serious till
see Lawyer Browne; his folks would
augh in their sleeves if they was to come
n for all the property. ! guess III go
o bed"
Jpn just slip the warming-pan into
our room and put some pennyrOyal 10
teep. You don't feel feverish, do
,ou?''
But poor Aunt Hannah never reach
ID bingham, and the will was never
made.
pride goes before fall, Tom Dodd
effected aloud. ''Yon paid pretty
rice for yonr pOrttere, Pameley; hope
ou feel as though you'd got your mon
VS. worth"
It's like locking the stable after the
orse is STOLE" remarked Lucinda when
he curtain was taken down and the door
eplaced.
l don't never want to hear the name