The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1888-06-30

for humorous dramatics, which she
had filed out into during the years
of her absence from Hatboro' but
she said "Oh yes" in the necessity of
polite acquiescence, and Mrs. Mum
ger went on talking.
"She's the only one of the Old
Hatboro' people, so far as I know
them, who has any breadth Of view
Whoam She pulled up suddenly be-
side a stnut, short lady in a fashion
able walking dress, who was pushing
the best method of shading. The
grand success in planting the ave-
nues in Washington is no doubt due
largely to the persistent use of this
protection, for it is never omitted,
and the result attest its value. All
trees for two years after planting are
cultivated, just as if they were a
crop of corn or potatoes, by the soil
beiog stirred by pronged hoe for
four or five feet from the stem in all
directious.
an elegant perambulator with one
hand, and shielding her complexion
with a crimson sun umbrella in the
other.
"Mrs. Gerrish !" Mrs. Munger call
ed and Mrs. Gerrish' who had al
ready looked around at the appro-
aching phaeton, and then looked
away, so as not to have seemed to
look, stopped abruptly, and after
some exploration of the vicinity, dis
covered where the voice came from
ooh, Mrs. Munger ''she exclaim-
ed, bridling with pleasure at being
called to in that way blythe chic
lady of Soute Hatboro' and strug-
CLING to keep up dignified indiffer-
ence at the same time. Why An
niel" she added.
"Good-morning, Emmeline," said
Annie she annexed some irrelevan-
cies about the weather, which Mrs.
Munger swept away with business
like robustness.
"We were driving down to your
house to find you. want to see the
principal ladies of your church, and
talk with them about our Social
Union. You've heard about it?"
swell, nothing very particular"
said Mrs. Gerrish she had probab-
ly heard nothing at all. After mo-
ment she asked, g Have you seen
Mrs. Wilmington yet ?"
"No, haven't, "cried Mrs. Nun
ger. "The fact is, wanted TO talk it
over with you and Mr.. Gerrish
first"
"Oh !" said Mrs. Gerrish, bright
ening. "Well, l was just going right
there. l guess he's in"
"Well, we shall meet there, then.
Sorry can't offer you Il seat But
there's nothing but the rumble, and
that wouldn't hold you all"
Mrs Munger called this back after
starting her pony. Mrs. Gerrish did
not understand and screamed,
"What ?"
Mrs. Munger repeated her joke at
the top of her voice.
"Oh, can walk !" Mrs. Gerrish
yelled at the top of hers. Both ladies
laughed at there repartee.
"She's as jealous of Mrs. Whining
ton as a cat Mrs Munger confined to
Annie as they drove away; "and
she's Just as pleased as Annie that
I've spoken to her first. Mrs Will
mington won't mind. She's so de-
lightfully Indifferent, it really rem
ders her almost superior you might
forget that she was village person.
But this has been an immense
stroke. l don't know y she unused
'whether I'd better let her get there
first and prepare her husband, or do
it myself. No I'll let her. I'll stop
here at Gates's."
She stopped at the pavement in
front of provision store, and pale,
stout man in the long over-shirl of
his business, came out To receive her
orders. He stood, passing his hand
through the top Of u barrel of beans,
and, listened to Mrs Munger with a
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