New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-08-04
MRS GERRIS IS CIR IE Y an CE.

May De ID go GO Boston With you,
Warren, if urged said young Mrs.
Gerrish, arch1y, standing on tiptoe to
smooth down her husbands nodding
scalp lock.
cts too late to think of it-too
late altogether" cried Mr.. Gerrish, in
haste, rushing to his desk and scatter
ing the papers like Dakota blizzard.
where's my bank book? SCENT, Ma.
bel?"
There, Warren, forgot to tell you.
I thought that it would be safer be-
hind the clock"
"Safer behind the fddlesticks!" CO.
gitated the annoyed husband, as he
tipped over the tilne-piece in laying
hold of the missing property; but be-
ing gentleman, he merely remarked
impressively that ten to one he should
lose the train.
"It's only s, Warren. You've hall
an hour"
"But WE'VE something to attend
to before going to the station" he
stammered, obviously embarrassed.
"Oh!' Mrs. Gerrish dropped her
questioning brown eyes, flushing hotly.
Why did her husband reject her prof
fered company? And what was this
mysterious errand that he would not
tell Of?
"Good bye, wifekin Take care of
yourself till l see you," he added in a
friendlier tone, as he jun ped into the
carriage.
"Well, I must say!" calculated the
little lady frowning after the retreat
ing vehicle. But she did not say it.
Instead, she set the clock on it's legs
again, and then fell to musing.
She was sorry she had vexed War
rem by meddling with his bank book,
but he need not have been cross What
did he want of the book, anyway?
Had he not only yesterday told her
that he didn't owe cent in the world?
And why-this was vital query
why had he gone off without her, too
preoccupied TO snatch good bye
kiss? Last week he had left her be-
hind in the same way. She would not
have minded the neglect SO much, if it
had not afterward come to her ears
that he had gone straight from her to
Miss Ebbitt, and escorted that young
lady to the city Henever had limited a
word about it. Mrs. Gerrish secretly
hoped the rumor wasn't true but it
was shocking to have the neighbors
talking. And now to think that, after
humbling herself to ask her husband
to take her, she should have met with
a fat refusal
The stroke tf nine surprised her just
this side of tears. Was it possible she
had idled away a whole hour in arrang-
ing the writing desk, and Bridget gone
for the week?
Hurrying into the kitchen to wash
the breakfast dishes, her eyes rested on
a Quaint-lOOking man in the door
way.
''Mornin' Mis- Gerrish," said he dof-
fling his hat for GOODNESS rather than
courtesy.
"Good morning, Uncle Jabez," re-
sponded she, kindly. "Have you come
to split some kindlings for mey''
"Sartin ma am. Isuspicioned you
must be about out" said the village
factotum, wiping his bald knob OF a
crown, which rose aboveits encircling
red fringe like the seed vessel of a
poppy above it's corolla.
II knew your husband wasn't here
to do it for you, he continued, putting
his hat on again with a screwing mo-
ton, as if it were the cover of fruit
jar. "1'd been clearing out the Wild
der Ebbitt's pipes, and was crawling
along on her ruff, when Mr.. Gerrish
drove up for jimmy. He didn't have
to wait. On the fiat of her foot jimmy
is, with all her fuss and feathers"
"Did they catch the train?" faltered
| the young wife, her face averted.
Then her husband did go for Miss
Ebbit! Uncle Jabez should not know
he was telling her news
eyes, ma'am, they catched it. /
asked Hiram Blodgett when hefetched
your horse back to the store" an
swered Uncle Jabez, his confding blue
eyes fixed on the sky. II am jealous
OF a shower, ma am. Remember that
peeler we had the last time your nus
band took Jimmy to Boston,
"Last Thursday, do you mean?'
queried Mrs. Gerrish, anxiously. She
was ready to believe anything.
cit strikes me twas Thursday
Yes, ma am, twas week ago to-day,
for was in the Widder Ebbitt's sta,
BILE mendin' her crib, when your hus.
band drove in with jimmy. The water
was a streakin' it off o. the kerridge
but he wropped jimmy complete, so't
she skipped out as dry as grasshop
per. She told him she was no end
grateful for his care. And faith she'd
orter been, for if he hadn't held hel
shawl round her so, her silk gownd
would a'been all spotted hitherty yen
der"
"What did he say to that, Uncle?"
ooh, he was even with her, ma am
Tm the one obleeged, Miss jimmy,
says he. 'Youknowyou're everything
to me- l lost the rest, he spoke sc
/ low"
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