Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1885-11-19
THE NEW HIRED MAN
A THANKSGIVING STORY.

s1t's no use, wife, said Noah Simlinn
''we can't get along this way. Either
I've got to put out the farm on shares,
or else I've got to hire man. I've tried
to put it off as long as possible, but
there's an end to al things, and I guess
we've come to the end of this 'ere di-
lemma.n
"Ain't it most a pity9" said Mrs. Sim.
linn, looking sarrowfully over the rims
of her spectacles s'And you and nae
and Celestia so snug and comfortable
herea Couldn't you get Joab Bliss by
the day y?-or Skies boy9"
"Joab has gone into the lumber bust.
ness, = said Mr. Simlinn, thoughtfully,
rubbing his nose sand there amt no
dependence to be placed on Skies boy,
no more'n on gray squirrel. No, no,
there's no use Sinking the question.
We're gettin' to be old folks, you and
me, and we hain't no children to shore
US up. You're very comfortable with
your hired-woman-"
ssCelestia's dreadful handyp' hastily
interrupted Mrs. Simlinn, with salts
fed nod.
''But I'm somewhat left out in the
cold," added the farmer; 'sand that
there pain in my i'ints is gettin' wus
and wus, and can't seem to face the
November chills as I used to do. And
two cows and pair Of oxen and horse
is good deal for an old man to look
arter, this cold weather; and there's the
garret chamber we don't use for nothin
but to keep seed-corn in. So tell
Celestia to fix it up, and I'm going this
very day to get hired man."
Mrs. Simlinn's mild blue eyes opened
wide with surprise at this unlocked -fol
enterprise on her husbands part.
.'But where be you goin'a" said she,
81 don't know Of nobody around here tc
suit you, unless it's Joab Bliss or Skies
boy
Mr. Simlinn chuckIed.
'sThe world don't stand still, wife, ,
said he, tand John Dean says there's
place in Staggsbury- sort of an agency
where folks come to git situations, and
you pay the boss SO much chance"
ssBless melp said Mrs. Simlinn. sTt
must be what Celestia calls on sIntelli
gent Ot1icein
"That's the very identical name p said
Mr.. Simlinn, slapping his hand on the
table. I'm blamed if / could think Of it
That's where I'm goin' before I'm twenty
four hours older.
Mrs. Simlinn started up.
''You won't go for new help before
Thanksgiving Day?" said she. s.W,
don't want no strangers round here
Thanksgiving"
"Why nots' said Noah. s'How can ]
enjoy hearin' Elder Pewitt preach his
Thanksgivin' sermon. when I'm worryin
about the cattle at home and frettin
for fear Black Bill has got through that
weak place in the fence and strayed
down the road2 Yes, yes, wife, now il
the very time for hired man. Will
the apples to be took to mill, and the
pumpkins sp'ilin' in the barn, and tht
stun wall all fallin' down, and the CHECKER
houseroofsprung aleak It beats allhou
fast a place will run down when mar
gets to be old and feebIe.n
'sWell, then the garret chamber hat
ought to be got ready right off" sale
Mrs. simlinn, uneasily. Celestial Ce
lestial where be you2 Come here thil
minute, Celestia. y
Celestia Burt, slender, fresh com
plexioned young woman of three or foul
and twenty, at this excited summons
came from the kitchen. where she hae
been making soft soap she listened
with interest to this new idea.
'sYes," she said, 4 will prepare th
room at once. can tack down littl,
Of that rag carpet that used to be on th'
best chamber before you bought the ney
striped ingram; and there is a very gooi
feather bed tied in sheet up in til
garTet. | think Mr. simlinn is right
He needs an efficient man about b