Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1885-06-04
FOUND.

eelly straight after the commlng meal i7I
M was the scene upon which The au,
mmn su1, ..oweu reoiy Tor an instan,
,hrouab thc narrow window panes, ere
/. vent down behind q bank of slate.
4 oo,ored clouds in the VESTED Mis-,
Iemima Buxford, glancing up at the
slo,t an the wooden shelf between til,
| s;,do3s saw that IL was half past Ave.
iitiess me how the time does 20 Oh,
Ia Miss Jeminia. 'And II don't seen
!. Il | accomplished nhthin' whaI
.Itb runnin'arter your everlastin'whims
Ebenezer, ..
Ebenezer .Buxfqrd, his autocratc
,;ster't senior by .wepty good YEARS,
Naked deprecatingly up from his oush,
;ooed nook in the chimney corners
weak feebler kneed old man, with scanty
r,sy hairs brushed into . meek little
vb;sp on, the top Of his heed. .watery
Slss syes and q complexion like we'll,
ufed parchment.
II know I'm deal otrouble, Jemi-
me said the old man, alphabetically,
Out try not to make any more than
can help" =,
..No YOU don't nelther" snapped
|1smima. 81 haint no patience with
sour old pipe and your everlastln smoke,
moke, smokin', till we all smell like an
IA bar. room, and there amt curtain
The house that don't tell its own story.
tell We what, Ebenezer Buxford
on,ye got to leave off that mis'able
habit
Ebenezer shrank instinetively at the
hard, cruel tone.
"But-Jeminiy-
am In earnest, Ebenezer."
But Ellen Dennison says"
IN don't care two snaps o. my finger
That Ellen Dennison says "a pert mink,
I'M As full O. airs aud graces as her
mother was afore her, though she was
~ own sister. II Ellen chooses to
make fuss over you ard indulge you
every whint, dont--that's all there
toit! amt going to have this smok,
N going on. You've just got to quit
tr
Il might Just as well quit livinS Je,
njmy. For forty seven year"
Miss Jemima, however, did not stay
d hear the end Of the speech, but
4 burst ont of the room, muttering to her.
I'm sentences Of which the import
boied little good.
Hell be right down yexed, though,
y Thought the spinster, when he knows
I've sold them there packets of Virgin
" tobacco he brought home on his last
LEA voyage. It's odd a man can keep
(oyagin' TO furrin parts all his life and
Iot lay up no money. after all. But
Efbenezer never was savin' like the rest
NJ the Buxfords. "
81 And Jemima went up stairs TO rum.
6ags in an old red chest where she
lent her treasures for hank of mixed
barn to finish pair of socks she had
ID hand.
Old Ebenezer waited patiently by the
titchen fire the while, until he heard q
kght footstep on the doorstone without
Md his face frightened as Ellen Den.
ison came in.
She was a tall, fresh-complexioned
iii, with face which, If not absolutely
retty, was pleasing, and light figure
hose grace was patterned after the
taying rushes by the riverside and the
MI young eIms in the meadows below.
"Well, unclep she said, cheeriiy.
"Ive been waitin for you, Ellen, " the
ID man whispered, beckonIng to her TO
pine close to him. ''She-s she won't
ring me no more 'baccy, and haven't
hd Whit since o'clock"
Ellen bit her lip.
'I'll bring you some at once, Uncle
ben.
There amt none left in the tin box =
lent on the old man, OBTAINING her
feb grip of her neat calico dress.
3bu'll have TO go to the packet o'blue
bper in the corner cupboard up stairs
the genuine stuff brought from old
rginny years and years ago, when ]
brn't the old wreck am nowl Get
y top package, Nell--the top one. re
ember"
"Yes, Uncle"
And away tripped Ellen, carrying
Pr lighted candle through the gloomy
tries, like a rustic embodiment OF
avn bearing her herald star.
Miss Jemima met her at the head OF
e first flight of wooden uncarpeted
eps.
Where are you going, Ellen Den.
SOM
TO get some tobacco for Uucle Eb-
Iezer."
There amt none left"
Yes, there is, in the packet he
ought from Norfolk in the Lively
blly."
But tell you there nin'ti" reiterat-
Miss Jemima. II sold it yesterday
apedler that came along. He gave
S. for il"
You sold it
Miss Jemima nodded her head def
les, | sold il; and you needn't stare
me as if I'd committed state prison
ence, miss. I'd do the same thing
Ier again | mean to break up Eben-
ers miserable trick of smokin'. An
man that's dependent on his rela-
es Tor his daily bread haint no bust
s. with Injuries like tobacco and
get no more in this house."
Ellen Dennison answered nothing,
she turned and went quietly down
Alrs, with her cheeks flushed an in.
gnant scarlet. Miss Jemima followed
p.
Uncle, said the girl calmly, as the
man raised his bleared, expectant
. toward her, there is no tobacco
ere."
I've sold itP' quoth Miss Jemima,
ting her arms akimbo.
ionye sold my tobacco NY blue
rnnia brand?"
les, have; and where's the harm,
hke to know? / wasn't goin' to have
riutterin' up my cupboard no longer
sold il for So
lhen said Ebepezer, with sort OF
ny calmness, you've just got s. for
'aek OF the best Blue Virginia tobac-
'aat o was ever put into pipe bowl,
soo IN money, that was in tin
~ The lowest pound parcel but two.
a's where I'd stored away my little
ms thought they'd be safe there
''hey wasn't, il seems, You've had