Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1888-06-16

III YOU DellcNe II, uIJOn my NOlu 40
a woman and no gossip l hadn't been
in the house day when caught i'm
a kissin the servant girl. Saw I'm
with my own eyes rs | was goin'
through the dinin' room and the kitch-
en- door was open jest little bit. The
very minute he went up stairs walks
in and took Kittie by the shoulders
she called herself Kittie, the hussy-
and SAYS, says L. How dare you do
it, indeeds Kissin' your master, and
his sick wife and infant baby up stairs.
"'Twasn't me kissed him. He kissed
me-" says she, quick like, with her
mouth puckered up, and as bold as
brass. "Oh, all men are Just like that. "
Il s'pose they air." says [; "but,
thank goodness gracious, amt pinned
my happiness to more of the deceitful
class"
She grinned, and l went up, but, az
/ looked at Door Mrs. Hardiwick sip
ping her beef ten SO peaceful and con-
tented like, l thought: Little you
know what is going on i'll this house,
mum; but | shan't tell anything about
it, leastways not till Tn done and paid
off. Men is spiteful when they's
crossed"
Well dcarie me, how that man car
ried on. His room was next to our'n,
and he was everlastinglv Dustin in at
all unreasonable hours when he warn't
wanted. One evenin', after ringin'
the bell nine or ten times for Kittie-
s'pose he kissed 'er every time, too
he opened the door to our room a little
way and stuck in his head,
l thought he was goin' to say: "How
R"e you, and how is the baby, my
tlear?" but that wasn't what he said
not by a long sight. He had kinder
cross look, and he said:
MY dear, where's my best shoes got
to?"
Mrs. Hardiwirk looked up from her
pillow, with her face jest as white as
her cap, and answered.;
"Have you looked in the closet ?" says
she, so timid like.
"Yes," says he, with snap like a
trap.
"Pcrhaps they're in the shoe box I'M
der the bed" says she. "They might
have been put there" And he slammed
the door.
Ig- ess he must of found 'em, as he
stayed away quite awhile; but bimeby
he come IN agin with his galluses
hangin' down, and he says, says he
dearest, who's stolen my striped
breeches?"
Mrs. Hardiwck's face t rned Jest a
CHASTITY color, but she spoke up Jest
that noble Ike and told the truth (she
is a saint, and deserves good husband.
what she hain't got, and she says
"They aren't stolen, dear | traded
them for that Venus at the Bath on the
mantel."
He was brute and blurted out
those elegant trousers-best fit ever
neutrality-suspicious. crockery," and was
going on at a great rate when | says,
says l: "Sir, you mustn't decompose
the lady. It's agin the doctors orders
and l won't have it. | put my foot
down and looked kinder fierce, and he
started for the door.
L thought he was goin' to slam it .
but ! must say that much for him, he
didn't but went out kinder cowed and
meek.
Bout half an hour after that he
come in agin, dressed very swell, like
a dude. Then he said, oh, so sweet
and pleasant: Don't expect me home
early, darling. i'm going to Masonic
meeting tonight. Be good wife;
keep quiet; don't get excited and you'll
soon be up and around.
When he was gone, Mrs. Harliwick
said, with sigh which seemed to come
from way down by her heart, sob, I'm
so relieved! / was afraid he'd miss
some OF the other things, and the old
clothes man did say, No gentleman
would ever wear them again."
Then, after little while she went to
s'eep, and went to sleep too, fancy,
for when l walked up it was twelve