The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1888-07-06
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has lost his wife with the typus. She was
a likely woman, and had a swelled neck,
but that wasn't nothin' aginst her, | never
laid it up against her for a moment.
told Thomas Jefferson, when he brought
me the news, that I wished she and | was
as likely a woman as she was, " for it came
sudden onto me, and | wanted to praise
her up. And, says I, still more warmly,
eff the hull world was as likely a woman
as she was, there wouldn't be SO much
cuttin' up and actin, as there is now.
And" says |, "Thomas Jefferson, it
stands us on hand to be prepared"
But sometimes | get almost discouraged
with that boy. Ican't solemnile him down,
and get him to take a ~realizin' sense of
things. His morals are as sound as brass.
But he has, a good deal of the time, a light
and tridin' demeanor, and his mind don't
seem so sound and stabbed as | could wish
it to be.
| don't s'pose anybody would believe
me, but the very day after that boy told
me of Nancy Cypher's death, that boy be-
gan to poke his aunt Doodle about the
relict.
told him I never see nothin', in my hull
life, so wicked and awful, and asked him,
where he s'posed "he'd go toe'
He was fxin' on a paper collar, to the
lookin' glass, and he says, in a kind of
cherk, gentcel way, and with a polite
tone.
81 s'pose | shall go to the weddin'."
You might just as well exhort the winds
to stop BLOWN when it is out on a regular
spree, as to stop him when he gets behav-
in. But guess he got the worst of it in
this affair. l guess his aunt Doodle skeert
him, she took on so. when he segested the
idea of her Margin to another man.
She bust right out q cryin', took her
with both hands, her elbows standin' out
most straight. She took On awful.
"Oh, Doodle! Doodle!" says she, "What
if You had lived to hear your reliet laugh
ed at about Margin to another man.
Oh. what agony it would have brought to
you dear linements. OH can't bear it,
| can't. Oh! when / think of that dear
man, how he worshipped the ground |
walked on, and the n%eighbors said he did,
they said he thought more of the ground
than he did of me; but lie didn't, he wor-
shipped us both; and what his feelings be,
if he had lived, to hear his widder laughed
at about another mar p
She sobbed like an infant babe, and |
came to the buttery door, Twas a maxim
some cherry pies and frnit cake, and |
came to the door, with my kindergarten
in my hand, and winked at Thomas, not to
say another word to hurt her ~feelin's. I
winked twice or three times at him, real,
severe winks. And he took up one of his
law books, and went TO readin', and went
back to my cake. But | KEEP one eye out
at her, not KNOWN what trouble of mind
might lead her into. She KEEP her hand
kerchief over her eyes and groaned for
nearly nine minutes, I should judge. And
then she spoke ont from under it,:
"Do you call Solomon CIPHER good
lookin', Tommy"
sob! from fair to %middlin'," says
Thomas J..
And then she burst ont again. sob,
when | think what a linement Mr.. Doodle
had on him, how can | think of any other
man? | can't | can't!'
And she groaned out the loudest she
had yet. And Thomas j., feelin' sorry, |
guess, Cor what he had done, got up, and
said, "IIe guessed he'd go out to the barn.
and help his father a SPELL" Josiah was
putin some new stanchills on the stable.
Thomas J. hadn't more'n got to the
barn, and had finished my cake, and got
up, when there came a knock at the door,
and my hands bein' in the condition they
was, the widder wipes up, and went to the
door, and opened it. 1t was Solomon Cy-
pher, came to borry my b~ombazine dress
and Grape veil for some of the mourners.
| made a practice of lendin' 'em. The veil
was one ] had mourned for father Allen
in, and the dress was one | had mourned
for grandmother Smith in. They was as
good as new. | thought, SEEM the widder
and he was some acquainted with each
other, | wouldn't go ont till had got my
pies done.
And so | KEEP on a mixin' up my crust,
and pretty soon, | heard him say to her
after she had sit him a chair, and they had
set down, and he had told his Grant, says
he.
'sThis is a dreadful blow to me, widder."
eyes" says she, 81 can feel to sympa-
thizc with you. know well what %feelin's
I felt, when lost my Doodle"
Not one word does she say about brother
Timothy. But | hold firm, and so does
Josiah. We do well by the wilder.
81 believe you never WIS acquainted
with the corpse, was you, widder?.' says
Solomon.
'No," says she. "But | nave heard
her well spoke of. Sister Samantha was
jest a sayin' that she was a likely wo-
man.
eShe WIS, widder. she WINS. My heart
strings was completely wrapped round
that woman, Not a pair of p~antaloons