The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1888-04-13

heart do believe there is change |
coming. The second Mrs Hunter is
very sweet and smiling, but 1 should |
not be surprised if father had found
mis- match. She doesn't say y great
deal. but there is a look in her eye
which makes me feel funny"
He'll tame her before long,"
answered Arthur, with a knowing
shake of his head. She'll have to
knock under the same as the rest of us.
1 wonder if he'll let me go out on the
common tonight? The boys are get
ting up a base ball match. Tom Jones
was here this morning. and made me
promise I'd come. The Skinfints are
going to play against the Ironsides, but
I'll bet on the
You mustn't bet at all, " interrupted
Rosa Bell, tying ON her apron and
busting about the poorly spread table
in the room adjoining.
This is fathers wedding day, and
it isn't at all likely he'n let you 20 Off
Come, Kathie, peel those potatoes for
me. Then set the chairs up. and tell
the folks dinner is ready. wish I had
something better to offer her." she
aided, looking ruefully at the platter
of fried pork in the center of the table.
hanked on either side with a dish of
apple sauce and a huge loaf of wheat
bread.
II wish we had silver forks and glass
goblets, like Hattie Andrews folks, p"
said Kathie, hurriedly removing their
brown jackets. and tumbling them into
the blue earthen dish which Lettie
| brought from the closet
''Wen, if Mrs. Hunter is as hungry
as am, she won't think of any thing
/ but her dinner" exclaimed Arthur,
bringing up the chairs with a good
deal of noise. THAT apple-sauce is
scorched, Rosa Bell; smell it. Father
won't relish that "
"Well, can't help it," answered the
| girl, in a discouraged tone. He
needn't have sent Martha off just at
this time.
ats all right, dear" said pleas
| ant voice behind her, and Orphies
stepped into her seat at the head of the
table.
She had changed her wedding dress
for simple calico, and white apron
was tied about her trim waist. Mar
tina was getting old, Rosa Bell. We
want a younger maid -of-all-work.
Never mind the forks, Kathie, have
some better ones in my trunk Hector,
it strikes me this dining-room is rather
small, " looking about the dingy, poor
ly-furnished apartment lit must be
enlarged in some way. You must see
Durham about it at once, as it must be
attended to before warm weather sets
in. Dog days are so trying in Hills
wood"
"My dear Orphies Hunter
turned his severe eye on the dimpled
face opposite-''it would cost mint of
money to enlarge this room"
Not so very much" said Mrs.
Hunter, composedly. 1--WE had ours
done at home. l think papa said the
cost was one hundred and fifty dol
lars. -
Zone hundred and fifty dollarsr'
cried Mr.. Hunter. staring at his young
wife as if he thought her crazy. why,
my dear Orphies, you speak as if money
grew on bushes, and could be picked
rs easily as berries. Besides, l never
/ ntdIu lllG IISb wi 3 AAutlJCL COALl pam
that this room was close"
Poor thingr' said Orphies, plying
ly, ''perhaps she didn't dare to. What
were you saying, Arthur A base ball
match on the common? Why, that S
delightful. Don't stay at home on my
account / beg of you. Go and enjoy
= yourself while you can? We're l q
boy I'd go with you, AS it is 1 will sill
, by the window with papa and watch
the game. Oh, Hector, forgot to tell
you! Florence Freeman was married
yesterday, and who do you think the
/ bridegroom was? Oh, you would never
guess, so might as well tell you. Il
r was Percy Whitman, and such dis.
) play as was made. Not at all like ou
/ humble union
"Why didn't you take him, thenp'
5 growled Mr.. Hunter, whose feeling,
were somewhat ''riled" by the proposed
, change in his house. He wanted yoU
/ at one time, didn't hep
t Orphies laughed glecfully.
e Il didn't want him." she said. %
e had rather have you than dozen Percy
Whitmans"
And then, springing up, she threw
I her arms around her husbands neck
t greatly to the childrcn's astonishment
4 and, if the truth be told, to his own a.
S well.
I'VE will need some wood for tn,
t morning. Hector" said Orphies, tha
night, as her husband was preparing
? to change his boots for the comfortable
e slippers he had commanded Kathie t
bring him.
r She had found so much to do, anC
g had entered so heartily into the duties
= awaiting her, that her wedding day
z had passed very much the same a
e those spent under her fathers roof.
+ Father never chops the wood,
n ventured Rosa Bell, seeing the look o
surprise on her fathers face. MAN
V ma ALWAYS did it, and when she died
4 looked after the kindlings."
+ Orphies gave the batch of dough sh
was kneading vigorous turn.
e THAT isn't a wOman's work, sh
e said, with n determined shake of he
e head. Come, Arthur, help papa il
!. with the wood. and then we will hea
e all about the baseball match. Hurry
d Hector, my dear. No, no, Arthur ism
= strong enough to cut those great logs
That is your work. He will bring it il
: as fast as you get it ready, and bah,
y and will come and see that you do i
+ properly"
e Catching the little one in the round
white arms bare to the elbow, an,
5 dotted here and there with patches o
e -four. Orphies danced out into tn
u, v,-oolsboH followed Inv the orr.1u1 b1ir,
# Hector and the amused children.