The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1884-04-18

"And he did the most unpolitic thing
he could. He whisked M 10 Mis- Mar.
cy's, and he tore round like all Dossessei.
and fetched Nance hum Quick rs she
could bundle her clothes up, and kept
her tight asa string night and day, asset.
tin. his shotgun close to the door and
f0ruiddin' her go much as to think of
that city fsller aa'in.
Nils Mills she cried night ard day,
they said. She felt Tor Nancy, ye see. and
she knowed that 'LiaD was the kind that
never let up on nobody. Well, tho up
shot was, that Nancy, after tellin' her
mother she was goin', ran away one
dark night; ran with Poll'Shattuck on a
buck board down to Plymouth, and 40
was off, ~
"She sent word to her mother that she
was mn, ried. and I heard afterward that
Mis' Mills got ii but she never heard
from Nancy again. Not but what Nancy
writ to her, for Lizy Mann, whose pa
kep' the post'office down to Conway,
told afterwards that there was letters
come for Mis- Mills from Boston; but
quick as 'Liab took 'em out, he'd steD
round into Mann's kitchen AMI chuck
'em into the fire. =
"Well, Mis- Mills she grew peaked all
the time. She'd been real cookbook
in woman, fnil.faced aud slightly; hut
she was thin as lath before fall set in,
and 'Liab kept tellin' her't Nance
want worth cryin' for. She'd married
9 poor begear against his will, and was
like enough scrubbin' for tread now.
and served her right.
"Now Nancy did not do Jest the right
thing in leavin' her home without irwin
tho better to convince her father chat
her beau W .s worthy of her. But 'Liab
ought not to have made that the occasion
of torturing his wife. 1t was hard case
any way, but the poor woman W Is not to
blame. Come fall of the next year after
that when Nancy went, it did look as
though Mis- Mills would give up the
ghost, she was 30 weak and feeble; and
finally 'Liab seemed to see it, and he
got doctor down from Bartlett, and
Mann she come up to do the chores.
'Now, Nancy had not heard a word
from her mother all this time, for Mi,'
Mills didn't know where to write to, so
Nancy she'd writ now and agin TO Lizy
Mann, and heered from her Jest how
things was a-goin' on up to Millses.'
week this November, Lizy had let her
know how her ma was, and what the
doctor sailor didn't say-and what
queer spells she had. I'd heered of Nam
cy from some folks down Boston, who
come up that September to Conway to
see the turned leaves, and got set back,
for they said the want nothing to look
ct compared to the woods about Boston.
don't say they was: but Boston folks
we'll. mabbe you're Boston woman??'
I laughed; and he went back to his
story.
Them folks bein' on my beat, i made
bold to ask 'em il they knew one Poll
Shattuck. And landi They couldn't
have said much more about him If he'd
ben the 'Postle Poll. They told how
we'll eff he was, and what big house
his TO lks had. They eaid he'd fetched
home q beautiful young gal from the
mountains, and put her right in his
mothers house, for to be taught music
and sech, and had married her, and
what q lucky girl she was, and how
clever he was and no end of talk. tell
You |. was glad to hear Nancy wasn't III
no trouble.
=, We'll, come the day but one before
Thanksgiving, was do,n to Plymouth
trusted tllere'd be fallen weather, and
mabbe hart pull. and l was goin'
through the Notch up to Crawtord's s;
well-u hat do you tlink?-wllo stonld
come up get into the stage when was
ready next day but Poll Shattuck and
Nancy! Y. 5,s..,.s.sss.s ~.
] knowed ber ina minnit, though she
was all done up in fur and velvet like a
dolly but them eyes and cheeks
was Nancy Millses' for
certin; and lie made of her as though