The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1882-05-03

with melancholy expression of coun-
tenance.
Green means. forsaken; there amt
no denyin' it, And Seliny Wilson, that
was merried in green, was laid out
corpse in it before the end Of the year;
and Mertildy Lyman, that was merried
in white muslin sprigged with green,
and green bunnit strings, she had
drunken husband that fell off the hay
NOV and dislocated his spinal column,
and everybody knew her twins want
bright; and"
But am not goingto be married in
it, you know, Tryphosa," " said Miss Cor
della, turning a merry face up to Miss
| Tryphosa's doleful one "Perhaps it is
only unlucky as wedding dress. AS
for being forsaken, there doesn't seem
to be anybody left to forsake me but
you, and l am not afraid that all the
green dresses in the world could make
you do that"
"There amt no luck about green
nohow," said Tryphosa. eff twas lay
lock, now, or q handsome brown"
:" ] suppose l really ought to have
had black" said Miss Cordelia, medita-
lively; Z" but some way the spring com
ing on, with everything so fresh and
| bright, made me feel as I used to long
ago, and I've made believe TO myself
1 wouldn't own it to anybody but you,
Eryphosa-but I've made believe I was
a girl again. And that's why / had this
green silk"
"And that's why you've been putting
posies in your hair. Well, it beats all
what difference there is in folks. Now
spring puts me in mind of house
cleanin' and soap-bilin' and bitters-
Land sakes if there amt Parson Gree
ley a-comin' up the walk, and nothin'
but the old cropple crown for dinner,
and all skin and bones at that, and he
a-comin' in the yard this blessed min
uter'
Miss Cordelia whisked the green silk
out of sight, and smoothed her crimps
demurely down, as she fastened to
greet her visitor.
1t happened that Miss Polly Watkins,
who went about the village peddling a
concoction known as Watkins Unap-
proachable Liniment, was SO fortunate
| as to be passing just as the minister
opened Miss Oordelia's front yard gate.
"Therel / knew well that there
want never so much smoke without
some fire. Miss Badger needn't think
she could make me believe that green
silk gown with train didn't mean
something. So it's the minister. Well,
men folks is terrible short-siQhted Gre
ters. There is them in Westfield that
would make him good sensible wife "
Miss Polly was so unhappy as to go
on for nearly quarter of a mile before
she met anybody to whom she could
tell her news, and then it was only DIR.
Ramsay, Jogging along behind his old
white horse, and between him and Miss
Polly "there WANT as she expressed
it, ono great likin', no more'n there was
apt to be between two of trade" Bui
still news was news, and Miss Polly
could not resist the temptation of an
opportunity to share it.
"Well, things do turn out queer r
said the doctor to himself, me6itatively
Hicking fly off his old white horse a.
he logged along again. 81 wouldn
have thought she would have had any
body, let alone the old parson. If 1 hac
thought Why, Tn ten years young
er'n he is and sight better calculated
to please the fair sex. And that's
snug bit of property of Miss Cordilly's
and she's a wholesome looking, good
tempered woman, to say nothing of be
ing handsome, which don't signify.
believe l can cut out the parson if
try. I always said 1 would die bach
eIor, but it's a wise man that changes
his mind"
And the doctor actually whipped hi
horse ut of his accustomed jog into
lively trot, and everybody ran to thu
window, for the doctor in hurry wa
a sight that the oldest inhabitant haC
never seen.
In the meantime Miss Polly had me
Abner Phillips, one of the "black folks,
who lived three miles from the village
But Abner could not have been NOR,
interested in Miss Polly's news if h,
had lived next door to the possessor O
the green silk.
His homeward way led him past Johr
Parmonter's house, and John was hoe
ing in his garden.
"Wa'al, now, Parson Greeley is goin
to do pretty good thing for himself
ain't he?' drawled Abner, after the
usual comments and inquiries concern
ing crops had been exchanged. "Hs
knows which side his bread is butterec
on. Paysons ginerally doos."
"What is he going to do" inquired
John Parmenter.
"You don't mean to say you hahn
heardP Wa'al, declare, you dom
, know what's goin' on so we'll as blacl
J folks docs He's a.goin' to marry Mis-
Cordilly Brewster. He's turrible teius
, the old parson is, and she'll have tc
step around lively to fetch up then
boys. But women-folks always docs SCI
{ by a minister"
After Abner had gone John Par
J menter dropped his hoe and stood
r.i,oir, q. his fnrnhand With hin hnndhn..