The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1886-11-28

He set three gaping steel traps, and we
retired the second night ia the hlissful
fancy that the rats would soon be Y.H-
ouished. Towards morning We were
awakened by an odor that would have
made those stenches Of the plague
stricken Egyptians seem as perfume by
contrast. Peor Clissy sat up and gasped
AL began to cry, as usual, and wished
| that l were man long enough to swear.
| 1t would be two hours before Conrad
! came to investigate, and we should all die
| in that time, knew.
What could it be? Several things were
suggested, but the solution was not salts
| factofy until All sprapg up from her cot
| Eve only had one bed) and screamed:
! "Oh, | know; it's natural gas. Your
! bored well has struck it. We shall light
the town and make our fortunes Hurrah
for old CIissyl Now you must do the
| handsome by US. [ will take diamond
necklace for my wedding present, and
| you can build house in town and We'll
! live with you"
1t seemed so probable that even Clissy
| forgot her usual caution and planned a
substantial barn on the possibility we
were sure that we heard a rat dragging
the trap down cellar, and we ventured to
the head OF the stairs IN the gray dawn
| and peeped down. The natural gas, the
supply of which was apparently unlimit-
ed, seemed to emanate from the cellar,
and was so sitting that We could not in
vestigate long at time.
Girl, said Al, ''it's not a rat, but the
dearest black and white creature that you
ever saw It's caught by the foot.
Where's your book of natural history.
May be I can tell what it is.
l. !, nd mill i'm
said the manly tones of Conrad, coming
up lust then. Il schmell him half mile
away. Mein Colt, how ever | dakes him
out Won dot?"
Girls, said Clissy, from the other end
of the porch, sit is the most beautiful
sunrise | ever saw. Only see that Grim
sonw
Perhaps YOU won't believe me, but we
didn get that odor out OF the house for
three months, or out of our clothes,
either, although we almost bought out the
cologne from the Sparta drug store.
The day that followed was the most
heart-rendiug of all We couldn't eat,
and were 50 faint that we could scarcely
work. We resolved that no caance Wis
ltor should be admitted to the house upon
pain # death to the offender i was
learning to make shortcake, when
scream from Al made me look up.
SOMEBODY is coming. What shall we
do? Go and meet him. CHS, and keep
him from the house.
Hes only tramp, and l think he's
drunk, too. I'd better call Conrad, I'm
afraid of drunken man." She walked
timidly to the end of the porch and met
| the intruder.
81 Aeg your pardon, but as was cross
| ing your field in my walk one OF your
rams assaulted me and made me so UMPIRE
| sentable that | must ask for some soap
and water and a needle and thread. | am
| a clergyman, from the village. madame"
| Certainly, said C!lssy. II am very
! sorry that anything so serious should have
happened to you upon my place. and she
| showed him into the sitting room and gave
| him the necessary articles. He staggered
! as he walked, and | saw that the blood
was dripping from his hair. he was hurt
more seriously than he would confess.
| When he had been there an hour we
| thought we had better peek, and we did.
| He mad got to the lounge and had fallen
upon it. The blood from his head was
| dropping upon the floor, and his face was
as pale as death. We forgot all about our
modification at our plight, and flew about
in great distress. Clissy is SO mothery
| and knows SO much about everything that
| she soon brought him around, bandaged
| his cut and rubbed arnica upon his
| bruises. He was 50 modest and pleasant,
and so PATIENT knew he was suffering
dreadfully-ihat we couldn't help admir-
| ing him. and it was such surprise to him
to find three ladies in that desolate little
house, and it was such q surprise to us to
| find a gentleman in one who looked so
like tramp. Aud Cissy cleaned his coat
1T had absorbed good deal of sticky
mud from the rain of the day before
and took himshome in the evening in the
horrid spring wagon, drawn by the mule.
Well, nothing would do, when he called
/ the next'week, but that we should come
to church and take classes in the Sunday
school and attend the soelals. And we
found that the people were pleasant, and
the country beautiful and Mr.. Haven
on, well, | shall not say one more word
about him--or you win guess-but, then,
who cares If you do?-Lizsie Hyer Net, IN
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