The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1888-05-04

son, "and this affectionate Aunt Sablna
of your will make twenty-five. One
ov your affectionate nevvies. sails he,
"driv one of my best horses to death,
another one smashed new buggy all
to pieces, and another went to shoot a
rabbit and killed promisin' heifer.
Gracious me why, could go on all
day, and then wouldn't hev enough
time to tell all the expense your rela-
tons hev put me to. :"
Miss Jobson fell to cryin'.
Il never laid straw into the way
oy your relations not comm, - sobbed
she, "they was alters welcome. !"
my relations I" exclaimed Mr.. Job
SON; "they hev no cause to go a.
spongin' onto nobody, they hewitt"
Miss Jobson sobbed and sobbed.
It'll tell aunt when she comes that
you don't want her. sails she, firm
like. land that she must go away after
few days visit. !"
NO sails Mr.. Jobson. as if think
in, "no; we'd only make an enemy
ov her in that case, and from her let
ter l Judge she'd be just the one to
run round to all the neighbors and
tell as how we he'd turned her out"
Freshly was awful indignant at that.
"No sech thingr cries she; "Aunt
Sabina's lady, real lady. She hes
lived in the city, and once was rich,
She's cld,. now and must hev lost her
money. / heard as much from Uncle
John onct," sails she.
$50 all ov 'em hev turned the cold
| shoulder onto herr' remarked Mr..
| Jobson, kind ov softenin' like; ststill,
| don't want no old woman a-pryin'
and a-meddlin' round here, and like
as not dyin' here, too. No, Freshly, y
he went on, firmly, mo! I'm goin' te
put stop to the hull business. Leave
it to me, leave it to me;'' and then
he ard him git up to leave the room, SC
/ he'd to git back to the kitchen as quick
as ever | could.
A little while after l seed him hitch
up the horses and ride off to town; and
Miss Jobson went up to the spare room
and laid out her fine sheets, and put
up fresh C urtains and looped 'em back
with brite blue ribbons, and put some
flowers into the vases, and done every
thing ter the poor relation that was
comm, jist as if she was the ancestor
who had signed the Declaration ov In
dependence herself
There was no two ways about it,
but Freshly Jobson he'd a good heart
and thought nothin' too good for hel
own family. | never knowed how she
would hev treated his'n, fer as far as
kin recollect none ov 'em ever staid
over to our house more'n a meal or So
Well, the next mornin' Obediah took
his wife by surprise.
"Tm goin' to the station" sails he,
carter Aunt Sabina myself, Freshly.
I'll do the honors on this occasion. "
There was laugh into his eyes as
he said it.
"You?" sails she, kind of doubtful
like, fer he never he'd done so afore fel
emmy ov her family, as fer as knowed
on, and, as I hev said afore, I hed
lived there nigh onto nine years, OF
more
EYES," said he; and, sure enough
he hitched up the horses hisself an6
went.
| could see Miss Jobson was awful
nervous, as the time went by, and sc
was |.
MAY be he didn't go, arter all, ;
thinks /, "and only done that so as
Miss Jobson couldn't hey the team t.
go herself. "
l don't know what was a-passin' il
Presilly's mind, fer she was too techJ
about her relations to gossip any thing
about EN- to me.
just as / was maxim up my mind tt
say some thin about it, howsomever
we see the carridge a-comin'; and be
fore long Mr.. Jobson was a-liftin' out
sort ov tender like, pale, sweet-facet
little woman with look onto her fac
as tho she he'd seen lots ov sufferin'
She leaned onto him fer minnit, til
he passed out to her crutch, and thel
they slowly moved up to the house to
gether.
II didn't know she was lame" sal,
Miss Jobson, thinkin' out loud poo
little womanr and then she hugge,
and kissed Aunt Sabina till great tear
stood in the little woman's eyes.
Dear FRESHLY says she, chokin
, like, ''you make my heart glad, yo
do, indeedr and then she sunk RICH
down and cried and laughed together
l never in all my life seed such
sweet face, or heard so sweet a voice
There was some thin in it what wen
to your very heart, jest like the low
dyin' tones of instrument, you know
"Pryin'," says l to myself, remenl
berlin Mr.. Jobson's words, "and med
dim. Not she There nothin' mea
about woman with SIGH voice a
that. She's an angel, that's what sh
is, and I'm ready to work my finger
ends off for her, am
| might jest as well admit that T
been a-grumblin' some. too, sence
knowed that another one was to b
added to the family, fer l he'd &c
pretty tired a-watin' on her folks an
gittin' only thanks fer it, and som
times not even that. IF hadn't s
. grumbled I'd a-been lackin' in huma
natur', which is fact, if do say
myself.
Well, at supper, see that Mr.. Jol
son 'peared i'll at ease like, special
arter Aunt Sabina he'd said grace.
"Help this household said she. a
tho prayin'; bring 'em out ov tn
shadow which hes fallen around 'em,
: and something besides which | didn'
ketch, her voice dropped so, soundir
!, as tho it was full oy tears.
Preeilly Jobson looked puzzled whe
the dear old lady was done, and as fe
Mr. SohSan he lookad lilo nicEIa