South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1883-09-21

DSiN puioW VISION pictured
par OF stout working oxen, ut the We
~ least.
Mary's imagination depicted Il black
silk dress, or u set of willow.pattern
china.
And so,' went on cousin Jacob.
! III give you six of them new gladioly
bulbs from New YorS-them rs was
dollar apiece. aud can't be duplica.
ted at no price now. TEercl'
Bella Barlow was seized with sud ',
den iii OF coughing.
Mary Jennings answered, meekly ::
Thank you, cousin Hopper =
Aud Mrs. Jennings Went out into
the back kitchen and cried.
'Hetty Boone'll give EN- to you,'
said Mr.. Hopper, complacently.-
They're wrapped in paper on the
shelf where the garden tools are
And mind YOU take good care cf 'cm.
It's just the time o year to plant
them out. and ef they do well, money
can't buy 'em.'
And Mr.. Hopper sank, alternately
grooming aud chuchiing. back among
his pillows.
So the young couple were quietly
married, and went TO live in the little
yellow farmhouse behind the black.
smiths shed.
Hang the gladiolies = said Bella
Barlow. I've Il good mind to feed
'em to the pig
oh, Be,a, don'tr said Mary
Give 'om to me. I'll plant 'en in
the little south border. Cousin ia.
cob meant it in all kindness. YOU
know
But what 30 We care for gladiolics?'
persisted Bella.
Never mind,' said Mary; I'll plant
EN-, all the same
In the meantime, however. n storm
was brewing at the lIor per home
stead.
Cousin Jacob, who had by this
time recovered SO far 10 to hobble a.
bout with stick and Il pair of carpet
slippers, did not relish his dinners as
he used to do.
Dye cal this an onion ,tewP' said
he. Why, there amt 10 sort O fa-
vor about it.
And Miss Boone, who had 4 chronic
catarrh, and could not taste anything
declared that the ilavor was excel.
lent.
'Hanph humph = growlod Jacob
Hopper, I'd rs soon eat so much
slowed rags! Put it in the pigs bar.
rel. Bring on your pudding. A man
mnst eat something =
The pudding ono Of The variety
known as billed injin'-was brought
on, and luckily it proved 10 be tolera-
oily palataJlc.
So that, after the midday meal old
Jacob went out to look for his bulbs
or the shelf.
I'm late apldntin' en- sand he
But that's somethin' | never could
trlst any one else to do. But, dear
me, this crc's q most onaccountablc
circumstance Where be tkey?'
Iletty Boone was summoned from
her dish-washing TO solve the pro.
blem.
'GladioIy bulbsr said she. I don't
know nothin' about 'om. How should
r.
But they were on The shelf here !.
said old Jacob IN fat. yellow pic.
plate. Six Of the Royal Princess va,
riety, a dollar apiece
Miss Boone turned livid.
4 guess the rats have got EN-
said she. 'Or, hold on, cousin Jacob
you give EN- to Bella Barlow's wife
YOURSELF
Them was in a blue pic.plator
shrilly cried Mr.. Hopper. where
arc my gIadioljes, LEFTY Boone?
That's what | want to know. Twelve
dollars dozen Varieties as can't
DC replaced not for the mint ITSELF
Miss Boone wisely got behind the
skeleton Of the old spinning wheel.
Wal said she. If you must know.
jacob Hopper, you cat them gladio-
lies for your dinner / s'poscd they
were onions, aud stewcd 'em up
And, after all. what's the nae of such
a mortal fuss about afew dricd-up old
I rOots?'
30 speaking, Miss IIcttv fed for
her life, and none too soon, for Jacob
/ Hopper had seized the wooden rake
~ bis wrath.
Tho Lord be good to mel said
tie rcpeatent old man, as the sound
OF the banging kitehon door warned
him that Miss betty had got beyond
the reach Of his rage i never struck
a woman yet, but / dunno what /
might be tempted TO do If that cree-
tur bad stayed on here.
Mary Barlow was wedding her chi.
na astcr bed, when cousin Jacob
trudgcd slowly and painfully Up to
tho DIacE7mith's shop
Mary said he, have you planted
them buiDs?'
Yes. cousin Jacob =
wei, You may dig EN- MP ag'in.'
groaned the old man. They amt