The Middlebury register and Addison County journal. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1883-1885, 1883-08-10
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knOWed pul1ectly well all along
that he were after something of the
sort. 1t began by him a-seeing of hel
home one night from Il concert. What
there is in these here new-fangled con.
certs can't see; none of your squall.
ing, screechy haltoes and tenners and
falsetterers for me- Give me good
roaring old chorus, where it don't sig
Nifty what toone you likes to work in
the more the merrier. But, as |
said, it begun along of one of these
concerts. katie-that's my daughter
and a pretty, well-Gtted, trim-built
little craft as l ever see, tho L says it
had been to sing one of her songs
the sold Gray Robin" think they
call it-no, "Old Robin Gray that's
it-and just on account of it a-coming
on to rain bit, he must convoy her
into harbOr. 'eered the knock, and
went to the door myself.
"Oh, thank you, papa, DEAR says
Katie, giving me kiss and a hug
"This is Mr.. Charlie Hall, who has
oeen so kind as to see me home"
"Good-evening, Captain Quarters
he says, a-'ailing me.
"Good-evening, Mr.. AL" l says
a-'ailin' him back. 81 daresay my
daughter says, "could have fetched
port all right without none of your
convoy" l says; "but as you are
here" l says, very polite, least anchor
for spell" l says.
"Do you mean come in?" he asks,
laughing, and in he comes very quick
I'd been having glass of grog, or
maybe five or six, while was waiting
for Katie to come in, and | see Katie
up with the tray and put everything
in the cupboard as soon as we got in
the room.
That was always the one weak
point in that girls character. Soon as
ever give up the sea and settled
ashore to watch over her, which was
when her mother went on the last
cruise of all, poor lass that gal began
a-limitin' my grog. She wasn't nasty
about it, but when she thought I'd had
enough, off went the tray, and if |
said wanted some more, she used to
come and kiss me, and say: 81 don't
think you do, papa, dear do you %
and somehow l never did want nc
more then.
Well, just as we all three got settlel
round the fire that evenin X atie by the
table, and me and young All, one tc
port and tother to starb'd of the Goals
I fills up my pipe and hands over an
other long clay to him, along of some
nice black tobaccy. He fills his pipe
but as to smokin' it-well, he pulled
and gasped and coughed, and grew
black and green and blue in the face
and at last he said he remembered ht
had promised his widdered mother
never to smoke cavendish.
Hes milksop," says to myself.
Not that he were bad-lOokin' sort
of lubter. He stood somewhere
about six feet, and had a fine navy-blue
sort of heye. and figure-head as
was neat and smart.
Soon l wanted another glass of groe
wanted it bad. OF course, if young
All had glass, l should be forced tc
drink one with him, so, when Katie
wasn't looking, l says, in 'usky voice
"Awast!" l says.
What's the matter, captain 2" ht
says, bending forrard.
| jerks my thumb to Katie, ant
winks very deep and artful, thinkin
he'd understand what 1 was driving
at. Then says
"Katie, my dear, 1 think Mr.. al
would like drop of grog."
Blu. 1 fancy that artful girl mus
have give him look, for Pm blowe,
if he didn't say
mo, captain, thanks I'm a-sor
of teetOtaler."
Hes a lubberly, chicken-heartet
milksop," says, and set my face agiI
him from that very first evenin'.
The excuses that young man mad
for a-coming to my house after tina
was something awful, and by-and-by
l noticed Katie and him was out
bageous long time in sayin' "good
hye" at the front door. says so t.
rer one night, and she says:
81 am afraid there is swelling o
the wood in that front door, papa
doesn't shut at all easy
| must say that when Young 'AHpl