The Hazlehurst signal., 1885-11-19
nolghbos hcrcabouts know ~ much
about Aunt Mittablc's clock - you

hOSucoio hSiVououS AuoW - ""S'-
about Aunt Mittablc's clock - you
do"
Eight dollars for the old feather
bed! Folks must be crazy!" said Mrs.
Grigson. "Aud dollar apiece for them
worn.out bcd.quilts! Is the world
a-comin' 10 IN cnd?N
But when they camo to the stand OF
house plants, Mrs Grigson's amaze.
ment reached its eliminating point
Tho striped monthly rose brought
dollar; u stumpy old lemon bush in u
green tub. which never had been sus-
pccted Of tho faintcst inclination to
bloom, ran up to five; myrtlc-trce rs.
ccndcd tho scale. and was finally
Knocked down ut ten and half; an
oleander was bid up to three, half n
dozen spindling iish.geraniums varic,!
from fifty cents to dollar zach, and
ten callas and n sickly carnation were
bought by Miss Dora Daggett at seventy.
five cents each; and the surplusagc OF
pallid primroscs and cactus monstrosi.
ties was Jumped at n do!lir to Mr..
lows. whose door-yard was laid out ir
carrots and parsnips, and who did not
know a pokeberry bush from 4 holly
bush.
"Bc folks mad?" said breathlcss Mrs
Grigson.
Tie proceeds OF the flower stand
amounted to eighteen dollars. and the
purchasers eagerly seized thcirpropcrty
and carried 1t of. rs II unwilling to let
1t 20 out of their sight, and the sale
went briskly ON.
well. Naomi" said brother Lyman,
chuckling. when the "vcndoO' was
over. show much did We cSpcck to git
for Aunt Mittnblc's thingsT"
"Idid hope for fifty dollars, all told. "
said Mrs. Grigson. "But Miss Ketch.
um said was n fool for calkilatin on
any scch amount"
"Wha, dye say to two hundrcd'"
said brother Lyman, glccfully.
E"Whatw shrickcd Mrs. Grigson.
"Lyman. you're a-pokin' fun at me-"
mo. 1 amt" chccrfully spoke up
brother Lyman. ATS two hundred
and fifteen dollars and lightweight
cents. that's what it is! oh. Of yc'd
only seen the womcn.folks a-carryln'
out Aunt Mittablc's house plants Rugged
up close to EN-, like they was little
babics!"
Brother Lyman stopped to shake all
over with a species of inaudiblc laugh
ter which convulscd him as IL lie were a
mold of jelly.
Two hundred and fifteen dollars"
gaspcd Mrs. Grigson. Its like =
dream"
The auctioncor counted ont the bills
into the good woman's toil.har,lcned
hands.
81 congratulate you, ma'am," said
he.
care you sure there amt no mis-.
takc?" said Mrs. Grigson.
quite sure. ma'am."
well, don't nohow understand II, "
said the widow. slowly shaking her
head. "P'r'aps, Mr.. Pulield, you can
explain 1t to me''
The auctionecr looked around, winkcd
one eye solcmnly. and twirlcd his quill
pen backward AMI forward.
"No one hcrc?" said he.
"Not a SOUL" declared brother Ly.
man.
Everybody gomez"
ayes, everybody"
Then look here" said the auction.
Ger. II couldn't help catching word
here and there; aud it want n" bust.
ness of mine to interfere"
IL don't understand" said Mrs. Orig.
son. more bewildered than ever.
Don't We now? Well. less 500 II !
can't make it clear t yc," said Mr.. Pull
fell. abigail Barton she was a'whis-
perrin to Deacon Plimpton's widow
how't she found little gold dollar bur-
led in the earth OF the ilowcr-pot that
held Jrusalcm chcrry-trce you give
her; and Il went from one to another
like wild.iirc. Oh yes, Mrs. Grigson,
your aunt Mittable was good woman.
very good woman, but awfully queer.
And now every man woman and child
will be rippin' open fcathcr.beds, dig.
gin up house plants, and pokin' into
cheer seats and bureau drawers tor hid.
den treasure. Sec?"
"You don't s'pose--" cried Mrs.
Grigson.
YES. l do s'posc." said the auction.
eer. III folks will be fools, there amt
no way OF prevcntin' 'em as ever ]
knowcd Of And wish EN- good luck
iindin' what your Aunt Mittablc has hid
there"
"Wcll. | declared" said Mrs. Grigson.
"Your things hcv sold very well,
ma am" said Mr.. Puliield. bultoning
up his coat. ii don't know when we've
had such q successful auction sale in
the ncigbborhood."
Mrs Grigson went back to the city
feeling richer than any capitalist. And
mot until the train was running into the
New Haven depot did she start wildly
from her seat in the corner Of the car.
ut was the monkey" she said, speak.
ing aloud in the sudden enlightenment
of her soul brother Lyman's monkey!
And there was me, poor, simple critter.
a-repinin' agin the mischief he had
done"
The other passengers stared dubious