Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1884-01-21
1t Turned Out ALI Right.

caves Aunt Sablna,s Dig hogshead,
under the wooden conductor trough,
was brimming full, the cutters along
the road streamed like miniature Nj
agara rivers, and the sleepy old tune
played ceaselessly upon the roofs as
I came into the low-ceiled sitting
room, where Uncle Job lay on the
lounge, with his brows all wrinkled
with pain
"Well, Uncle Job," I said, cheer
fully, chow did the dinner taste? 1t
wasn't bad for raw hand, was it?'
ssDid you cook that dinner?'' sal {
Uncle Job.
"Why, of course I did" l an
swered.
81 thought you had old Mrs. Lett
som here"
"She couldn't come" said I. ''Her
daughter, down at Leadtown, was
very sick. So I turned cook myself.
1t wasn't such poor dinner, was il,
for a girl who never handled a stew
pan in her life before?"
"Never ate better dinner in my
life,''' said Uncle Job. Chow did you
do it?'
"Wen," said 1, with little gleeful
chuckle, II got down the old cookery
book, and rallied all my common
sense around me. That was how l
did it. And now I'm going out to
milk and fodder the cattle and feed
old Dobbin.'
s'You?' said Uncle Job.
eyes, 1. Why not?'
cit isn't girls business" sighed
Uncle Job.
eBut there is no one else to do it 7"
retorted l.
This is how it happened; l had
come down from Albany to visit my
uncle and aunt. because | had dropped
little after graduating at st. Agnes
school, and the old family doctor said
I needed change of air.
Uncle Job and Aunt Sabina were
very kind, and I soon regained my
lost roses, to say nothing of a most
devastating appetite. And Candace,
the old colored servant, made a per-
feet pet and plaything of me.
gathered ferns and mosses in the
woods, hunted eggs in the barn
sketched all the pretty points in the
neighborhood, and had even attained
to the enviable degree of being able
to fire off Uncle Jobs ancient, double
barreled rifle, when crisis arrived il
our domestic affairs. Aunt Sabins
went to Vermont to visit relative.
s'I'd better take the opportunity
now, while Marian is here to keep he
uncle company and read the newspa
per to him." said she.
And she had hardly got there be
fore old Candace received tidings tina
her brother was at the point of deatl
at Saratoga; and off she went, prom
ising duly to return.
But she didn't return. Intead, We
got a letter, ill-spelled and written Oh
piece of yellow wrapping-paper, in
, closed in an envelope turned wrong
. side out, with ''Candace's respectful
t duty, and she took up the pen to tel
7 us that Miles was mortal bad and sh
couldn't nowhow leave him just yet.
"What are we to do?" said Uncl
Job.
, "Never mind" said 1. 'I'll kee
house."
But troubles never come alone
That very morning Uncle Job slippe
p on the cellar stairs and broke his leg
bandaged it, in cold water, a
r we'll as l could, and sent little Harr
: Farley, who chanced to be passing 0
his way to school, for the neares
doctor.
o "Old Doctor Jennings?'' said th
d lad-''or Doctor Walton?"
'Whichever you can get first
said I, wringing my hands. "Oh, d
. hurry! How do I know but that il
!. fammation will set in, or gangren'
|. OF something of the kind ?"
g The boy set off in dog trot, an
g that was the last / saw of him.
d AS the twilight closed darkly il
e and Uncle Job groaned OCCASIONAL,
my heart began to misgive me.
! 81 wish 1 had gone for the doctt
y myself" I pondered. However,
a dare say he will come soon."
And I strove to be as cheerful :
-e possible, changing the cold compress
y es as soon as they got heated, ar
'e inwardly slghing over the rapidl
" swelling ankle.
., And so 1t was that at dusk ligh
s ed the barn-lantern, put on Unc
1 Jobs waterproof coat, and prepare
ct to sally forth to the barn.
''Don't / look like cowboy, q
a Gle Job?" said /, buttoning up t
3 coat, which would easily have he
&c two of me.
t. "Marian," said Uncle Job, surve
ho ing my outfit in careworn manne
k "you must put on my old cow-hi
an boots
he "Your old cow-hide boots, Unt
I Job?"
oi EYES, he nodded imperativel
"those paper-soled French things
yours will never do. There's
ing clover medder to 90 through, and
on- road 10 Cfroo,,;,,, NOT