Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1886-07-29

Now, boys, I'm much obliged to We. I've
laid out to 60 to town with a load OF truck
tomorrow, an / was wonderin' how I'd get
my cherries picked. I'm reely obliged to
We, and III be more so il veil carry EN- to
the house for me-"
No, boy felt like disobeying. Not one
but silently picked up his burden of cherrie,
and marched along before the Deacon to the
house and into the porch.
"Set 'em right down here" directed Dea-
con Cannon. cheerily, an I'll see to 'em
fore long. Now, boys, ye've worked con-
sider'ble hard, an you want some supper
Come in an have some cherry pie an
cheese"
Every boys face said he would rather die,
and there was a sound of murmured mega
tives.
"Yes, you will" said the Deacon you've
worked we'll, an deserve Your supper
Right in to the kitchen now, right IN
Mothers a-waitin' for ye'
So she was-kind. mo,hery Mrs. Gam
mon. And there was a table loaded with
goodies waiting for them, too sandwiches,
and pum-cake, and cherry pie, and cherry
,arts. and cherries-cherries everywhere.
"Good evening"" said Mrs Cannon,
beaming upon the boys.
Take some chairs" ordered the Deacon,
behind them; land set right up and have
some cherry pie and sech."
The boys wondered whether they were
awake or dreaming as they filed shame
fscedly past Mrs. Cannon. hats in hand.
and took seats at the Widespread table.
"Now help yourselves" said the Deacon :
wife. And each boy in his heart wondered
if she knew, and hoped she didn't But
they helped themselves readily enough and
at length. between the Deaeon's funny
stories and the delicious cherry pie. they
came as near TO enjoying themselves as was
possible under the circumstances.
You amt cat scarcely anything" said
the Deacon. when the boys finished their
meat. Have some cherrles9 No cherries
Ho ho no :"
Now, father, :" expos,uIa,ed hi, wife.
mildly and the boys kneir she knew.
Il don't .'pose I'd ought to-" said the
Deacon and he walked to the head Of the
table, and stood there looking down "a; his
guests with queer little smile. Il amt
much Of speechIfer." said h, "bu, wan,
to ask you boys question. Which would
We rather be, when We get ready 10 take your
fathers places. homes, men or rogues p
Every boy caught his breath. The old
eight-day clock in the corner tucked pain
fully loud.
The man Il be nigh about the same as
the boy." went on the Deacon. Now
which II YOU be, boys. rogue. or honest
mem"
"Hon-hones, men," cried Con O'Brien.
Later on he said he couldn't helm H. with
the Deacon looking at him. and the D.a-
con-, wife looking at him in that anxious
way; hut he meant it sll the same. And
they all followed his lead as they ever did.
every boy.
That's right" said Deacon Cannon
"that's just right and We won't say another
word about it,
NO, don't" said his wife
But, after all, 1t was Con 0'Brien who
said the right thing in the righ, place. as he
picked up his basket, which wasn't entirely
empty. in the porch.
Whenever YOU want any help about
picking your cherries. Deacon Cannon.
call on US" said he "We!i be sure TO
come when you sind for Us, and We won't
come before, honest Injun -
That's right" said the Deacon; that's
right"
out into the night. Edward" said he 10
Ned Rogers, tell your father that's The best
NOW OF timothy ever saw"
Its just the way | thought" cried the
boys. when they go, out Of the Deaoon's
hearing, just exaetl,."-- HayPer's ioHng
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