Daily globe., 1883-08-04
THE LECTURE.

GA lecture, eh?" said Deacon Hob
son, as he stood entranced before the
bulletin board of the Stub Mountain Ly-
ceum. "And upon the Rights of Wom-
amp Well, [ swan Mrs. Hobson,
she'll be a-wantin' to hear it, an I
shouldn't wonder, if Jemimy Ann set
up her dander, she'd go into the bar
gain. Gals is always racin' after every
new idee And p'raps it's good thing
to stir US country folks up-a rousin'
good lecture once in q while. Tickets
% cents. Wal, I'll think about it..
GA lecture? said DR.. Briggs, the
newly fedged NJ. D., who had just hung
out his glitterlng blue-and-gold sign:
"and respecting woman's rights? can
not say that I approve Of the subject;
but a newcomer like myself must show
himself in public, and there are SO few
opportunities in Stub Mountain. Upon
the whole, I think that 1 will take q
ticket"
"Woman's rights?" said old Mrs.
Mix, who was always tormenting the
Selectnen for the privilege of franchise
On election day, and who went out to
gather her own hay, in harvest time,
with mans boots and rather more than
a mans strength. "I'm powerful glad
ont! The subject needs agitation in
place like this, where there's wus than
Egyptian darkness. I'll go if it costs
me whole weeks butter money !"
And thus, in various styles from vari-
GUS motives, the Stub Mountaineers
commented on and approved of the lect-
ure which was to be delivered at the
lyceum On that Wednesday evening.
Squire Dooley stroked his long beard
as be checked his gray pony before the
village store.
"I suppose my girls will insist on
going" said he; "but there are SO few
things going on at Stub Mountain that
it seems a pity to deny them little rec
reation.
And the landlord of the Stub Mountain
hotel chuckled.
''Iy WAS an III wind that blew good to
nobody" he said, "and any popular SEN
saGon was good for business.
This was on Tuesday. Upon the
Wednesday morning a stout gentleman
in chaise drew up to the hotel and
strutte,i up to the bar, with very rubi,
cund face and little, fiery eyes.
"Mary Smith lectures here tonight"
said he.
81 guess you're about right there,
Squire" said the landlord, feeling in his
pocket for the bundle of tickets which
the lyceum proprietor had authorized
him to sell. GA poplar subject, too.
You can read all about il ca The bulletin
board out there, and
81 forbid it PA" said the stout gentle
man, growing redder and more apoplec-
tic with every moment.
Gland O. Gosl14n!" calculated the
landlord.
"She is my wife" said the stranger.
"My name is sSmith-zerubbabel Smith
and won't be disg-aced by any Of
this public-lecturing nonsense"
eyes, I know" said the landlord
"but don't b'lieve the law will uphold
ye in it, Squire, arter the tickets are
sold and"
'Hang the law !" shouted Mr.. Zerub
babel Smith, bringing his gloved fs
down among the glasses with a bang
FFI don't care two straws for the law
Ny wife is my wife, and won't have he
making Merry Andrew Of herself here
or anywhere alse! When doyou expec
her?"
"The room was engaged from L
o'clock, faltered the landlord "but-'
every well," roared the red-face'
man, "Pn just go and stroll around tn
village, and you let me know when sh
arrives-d'ye hear?"
Mr.. Zerubbabel Smith had hardl
D6Cah6n QlmS6u 10 Iu0 SAddOW VI III
old elms on the village green, when a
elderly woman of starched appear
ance came in, with striped carpet-ba
on one arm, and carrying ginghar
umbrella in the other hand.
els this the Stub Mountain Lyceum?
said she, primly.
"No, marm!" said the landlord
"This 'ere's the tavern. The lyceur
amt open till o'clock. Want to bu
tickets for the lecture 2"
Certainly not !" said the elderl
female.
"P'raps you'd like to engage room,
said the landlord, with a glance at th
carpet-b4g.
Nothing Of the sort" said the lady
The font Of the landlords imaginatio
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