The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1886-06-30

most sensible thing they ever done. A
hogs trough is the best thing they could
find for SIGH hog"
"Thcy staid round there purity nigh
half an hour. and one or two OH EN-
got in through the broken winder an
looked high an low, but they couldn't
tnd hide or hair of Nose. AFTER they'd
been gone spell, Lish went over an
hollered t Nose m told him they's all
cleared out, and nobody shouldn't
tech him If he'd come out. But he
never showed himself; an Lish lit q
candle an went all over the house,
from garrit t suller. but he couldn't
find nothin'. O. Nose nowhere; but
Jest as was a-goin' t give it up, he
heard Nose call in kind of scarf
whisper:
"'Lish, is it you? Be they all
gomez
"An' as true as ye live, there Was
Nose down on all fours-a-crawlin' out
of hogshead way in under the suller
stairs. He was all covered with ashes
an dirt, an he shook jest like pop
pie leaf. He was scarf all but to death,
ar hung t Lish 80, not to leave him
alone. that he had to fetch him homo
with him. He put him in the bed up
garrit, N never knew nothin' about
1t till morning. or there'd a-been
music, ye better b'leve. l jest made
Lish take that bed out inter the yard.
an it's there now; nobody'd never
wanter sleep ont arter that nasty crit
ter been sleepin' in it,"
"Well, l declare fort" Aunt Han.
nah said, spitefully, at the close of the
narration. II wish t goodness they'd
a-ketched him an tarred an feathered
him an rode him on rail out o
town. II owed the Old Scratch q
dozen sinners an he wouldn't take
Nose Potter m call it even, L cheet
him out O. the hull ont! He's the big.
gest old hypercrit that l ever see"
There, there, Hannah!' Uncle
Joel interposed, mildly, coming out Of
the pantry, where, during the recita
of his neighbors' misdemeanors, he
had been hunting high and low fol
something he could not quite remem
Der, Judge not, lest We be judged. y
"By their fruits ye shall know EN-,
Aunt Hannah retorted, sharply. can
if q man don't show nuthin' but hog
gishness N hypocrisy, l dunno
where's the sin in calling him a hos
an hypercrit, an you needn't stant
up for him, nuther. He's got NOR
devils in him than ever was cast out o
Mary Magdalin', anyhow"
"Well, Hannah, twas woman tn
Lord cast 'em out OF. The Bible don
say as he ever cast seven devils out o
man."
No, he left 'em all in the men, an
they're there now," was the triumpan
retort.
Under this scathing rebuke Uncl
Joel retreated to the pantry and con
tinued his search.
"What in the world are you sput
term round that butt'ry forp" hi
wife called, as the clatter Of pans an
dishes first drew her attention t
Uncle Joers trespass upon forbidde
ground.
"Why, I'm lookin' for them eggs
Hannah. Ye told me to set the oil
speckled hen. didn't YEP an can
find the eggs nowhere"
"Mercy on us! And you've been q
: this time about itp l thought you
set her half an hour ago."
!. And rising from her chair, Aun
Hannah started hurriedly for the par
try, when an exclamation of 20 Mi
, Potter, do see!" recalled her.
And what . sight! There, in tn
feathery depths OF the chair cushion
, was the old felt hat crushed as fiat as
7 pancake, and all that remained of tn
dozen eggs was mass Of broke
, shells, whites and yelks mixed in
r manner not common in cake-makins
t Her dress was plentifully plastere
with the mixture, and every movemel
t sent drippings of it down to the foo
{ In her eagerness to hear her neigl
r Dor story she had sat down withol
G looking behind her, and the soft deptl
@ of the cushions had given no warning
(; the mischief she was doing.
9 my goodness!" was all she coul
= say, as she stood looking upon the no
1 rible mixture.
4 "Well, Hannah" said Uncle Joe
II never thought We was in SIGH hu
}. ~ to hatch them eggs that ye'd set G
'em yourself"
2 And for the first time in her twen
: years of married life Aunt Hannah hs
Q no retOrt ready; and the old .specklt
t hen was not set that day Jenn
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