Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1886-11-09
AlyoEND or PErIr HOLLOW.
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onee npon = time. !, W. my good
fortune 20 ,Arry three mon,hs in Petit
Hollo-. for VIA, purpose ~ill no, in
t,rr., the general reader. Neither can
they End IL on any map. Yet It exists.
q queer little village on the eos., o'
Maine. a, the foo, Of some grea, bills on
whose slope. sturdy farmers live. thrive
and "lsy up money.
One morning abou, nine o'clock by
Ps,i, time. which ~. Al-sy' an hour
.lo-. q. the good ~ive. "se, their
clock. by the rising ot the sun ~i,h con-
,eisn,iou. fidelity. the sun made lie sP'
pe.ranes in their eastern windows rs,h-
or late. owing TO the hsish, Of those
rocky bill. ,hA, guarded the village I;
hence | should have said. one forenoon |
wandered do-n TO the wharf on An er'
ratio expedition Of my own.
Old simon S,ils. was ju'i pushing OIL
hi. ro.-bo.,. lie looked up. nodded
eood morning. aud ". waving fare
we'll 20 ''Jinni,' when ] called.
"Oh. Unele Simon. DO le, me 10 With
you |, i. suck beautiful morning.
Him Ell though, Jinni, ~ouldn'i
be js.lou. YOU might. cue. she
Won't. though Jump ia. wimmsn'
queer critters"
"No-, Uncle Simon. ,ha, r hardly
fair TO call me queer And . for Aunt
Je.nns,. being jealous - Why she.
known me since | wAss mere babe. /
returned in the same tone.
"Sim.ou Simon :" screamed bis
wife from a dormer window overlooking
the water. "Don't you 10 fur today.
for old Po,ee,', going to holler. bimsey
Worried sbou, me. Well that's
na,...ral. but |, ds~s look 'qaslly
enough in the ws.,'Urd."
"wh., va. IL she said Abou, Po,ee,''
| asked. eagerly.
"Curio.iiy-eurio.i,y ,ha, was born
with ~immsn. when wilt thou be salts.
ted ," cried the old man. " ! see
.oms. in a paper ,hs, no man could tel!
~hy this village WI. called Petit Hol'
low. You never sxed me"
"Do tell me-" plead.
"w.ll. you see when reglAr storm
/. coming on folk. hear a queer noi'e
down ,h., ~ay." pointing to a hlsh eIih
that had often attracted my attention.
"Ys. |, /. old Po,ee, q hollerin. the
way be did the nigh, be cent hi. only
daughter TO q ws,ery grave. hin re.
member pri,,y fur back. as fur as 1919.
an be va. an old man then. He ss'n't
nobody's sou. bu, jus, child picked up
by one NV our Own priva,eer-, an oil be
could say VAS "Po,eet. Po,ee,
"Psti. little" murmured to my'elf
Little the old man caught my
words. 81 should say he icd,. an
an black an hOmely /. the old Hauy.
though | Amt much acquainted With him.
=, the presen, time. Hovsumever. one
NV them nabobs tina, 20, land grants
took him. an being rather 80, on him
n.,s.ral.ly gin him = good slice OF ell
the land down this way. Po,eet's house.
way up on the side hill beyond ,hs, cliff.
Wa. sight for bshOlder.. they said. 30
full was IL Of pewter an brass. The
very curtains TO their high posters were
all embrOidsr'd and they did ssy pressed
quilts were none too good for Po'eet'
.ifs to walk on. You kin see the eel.
lar. nov. She died. being q nabob.
child. fur po,ee, married his adopted
fathers. only child. She died sure.
That's siner.lly the way With rich folks.
But the baby lived an grew like weed
growing taller an taller. OWN TO nus
sing e.,nip tea. Childun will be like
their rai.in'. S.iry. Ny son Eben
broush, up his boy on red cows milk,
an hope may die ef he amt got . red
head. Never Stiles with one before OF
since"
Unels Simon looked 90 defiant ! dare
no, dispute bis theory.
"Msry Poteet wasA beauty, 'hey ss'u'
with Kind NV funin look like her pa
He must a bin ou,landish. know. ol
he'd never acted 20. To make lonp
story shor, {; 10 this town ws'a poor mar
by the name Of Paine, Rube Paine. H'
Was tie poores, man in town, too. ID
slusirsis, lsmms tell you . story; m,
grandsir once went in TO see Rube. hi'
wife was . sitting by the Gre mendins
his breeehes. 'where's Rube, ser be
She wouldn't tell. but bimeby little Ton
said, Pas In the chist while MANN,
mends his breeehss.' So you zee thel
mus, a ben poor, but old Po'sst rolls'
in silver buckles an fne linen YounI
Luther Paine wophipped the groun'
| Mary Po,est walked on. but her fathe
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