The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1886-01-27

The dickens she has |" roared Fitz Aud
ley.
You know she wrote, two weeks ago, Il
say that she was coming explained his
wife. So wrote to her that you were
very sick, and we shouldn't receive calls
this year."
just like your growled the ungraieful
Fitz Aud o. You're always telling lies
of that s,it. knew you'd get caught in
'em some day. Hung Aunt Kerenhappuch
Shut her up somewhere! Get rid of her
till night, anyhoy,
sc 80; ge, hush /" sibillated his wife.
" You must put on your dressing-gown and
slippers, and pretend to be ill-for little
while -
"pll be hanged if do, then ~ viciously
retorted her husband. at don't propose to
have my New Years Day spoiled by any
cantankerous old woman alive! You've lied
yourself into this scrape, and now you must
lie yourself out of it ~
Don't do that, Niece Eliza-don't do
that!" uttered persuasive voice. There
amt no sort o. necessity for imperillin' your
soul just to get rid of an old bag like me.
Glad TO see you so chirk, Nephew George
but don't want nyther to be hanged nor
shet up until night Pears to me I've hap.
pened in sort of Inconvenience. But, any.
how, don't ealolate to stay where I Amt
welcome"
It was Aunt Kerenhappuch Johnson her.
SELF Tired of waiting, she had started to
go down stairs to heat the decostion of
herbs, and, missing the way into the htch-
en-, had been attracted toward Mr.. Fitz
Audley's room by the sound Of voices.
Dear Aunt Kerenhappuch--" began
poor Mr.. Fitz Audley, with lively remem.
brance of the old lady's bank account,
broad acres and fat packets of government
bonds.
But Aunt Kerenhappuch, highly offend
ed, hustled away down the stairs and across
the hall, laundering directly into the bril-
liant drawing-rooms, where Theoline was at
that moment courtesying a smiling welcome
to bevy of gorgeously-attired young gen.
tlemen.
Law sakes alive! I hope I don't in.
lrude !" said Aunt Kerenhappuch, stumb-
ling over q smilax-wreathed statuette Of
Lady Godiva," and continuing to upset
the urn of steaming coffee which Maria had
temporarily placed near the door.
How she got out she never knew, but
presently passing cab was chartered, her
hair-trunk hoisted on the outside, and her.
self wedged in the inside, all safe and
snug.
g They cut their kerridges after SIGH a
scant pattern nowadays said poor Aunt
Kerenhappuch, as she counted her parcels.
And SO she went back to Owl Creek in
deep dudgeon, and that New Years Day
was a season of lamentation to tho Fitz
Audley family.
Aunt Kercnhappuch must be conciliated
at all hazards, said Mrs. Fitz Audley. I'll
it hadn't been for calculating on her money,
we never should have gone so deeply into
debt"
q The cid girl will hare to DO bro. eght
round somehow" acknowledged Mr.. Fitz
Audley, whose after-Ncw- Years frame OF
mind was decidedly different from that of
the festal day. Send Theoline out to the
wilderness. Theoline is the only one to
go"
Unwillingly enough Theoline packed up
her trunk and went to Owl Creek, prepared
to use every propitiatory effort to regain
the old lady's favor.
It's you, is it, grand-niece Theoline ~
said Aunt Kerenhappuch. Come in and
set down. You look as blue as indigo.
Dreadful cold spell o. weather, amt it ]
can't ask you to take your things of and
stay, because haint got but one spare
room, and that amt to spare no longer.
I've adopted my second cousin Elnathan
wheeler's daughter, Ruth Ann, to live with
me and be my own. They amt city gentry,
but guess they set jest as much store by
me as if they was. And you can go back,
grand-niece Theoline, and tell your folk,
mover to expect nothing more Of mel
There was an end of the great expecta-
tons which the Fitz Audleys had built
up around Aunt Kerenhappuch's fortune.
Meek little Ruth Ann Wheeler had totally
superseded them.
Mr.. Fitz Audley said ii was all his wife's
fault. Mrs. Fitz Audley said it never would
have happened if George had been guided
by her. Miss Theoline took " situation
and the creditors CRASHED their teeth.
And the whole family mutually agreed
that it was anything but happy New Year.
--Helen Forrest Graves.