San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-06-22

NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS." said Hewitt,
here we are again have been trans
planted Igive up; but. say. here Is two
cents You send letter down to brother
John and he will be up here In Q day or
two"
"Why, husband, the mail only goes
once week. and then he will be three
days coming up on the stage, and further
more, 1t will cost a shilling-twelve
cents-to send letter to Albany"
Say" said Blewitt. lust bury me,
will your don't belong to this century.
Stage coaches. twelve cents postagel Tele-
graph him. them
"There goes another new word" said
his wife in q solemn voice, and she wetted
cloth and laid it on his forehead. as she
repeated to herself. :" Telegraph what
funny wordp'
Blewitt was In despair. Could 1t be that
all the common things of life were to him
a dreams Had he ever ridden on the carsH
Did he ever own moving machine3 Was
there ever telegraph pole in front Of his
housey He turned his eye and looked out.
He only saw the tall post and long pole
of the well sweep. Along the other side
of the road ran dense forest. He was
willing to swear that he had once owned
nice meadow where that wood was.
Backed up against the log fence was an
OK cart with neap as large as young
liberty pole, Down cellar he could hear
the banging of an old fashioned churn.
He looked up the road to the east and
saw the road was full of great hemlock
and pine stumps. and over it the doctor
was coming on horseback. with saddle
bags before him.
wit MOI Nf LOFT nfr,of lon,
and he arose from the lounge and went to
the door to consult with his wife
Maria, said he. there has been
enough of this foolishness You stare at
everything talk about. and can't locate
myself or seem to fay in with my sur
roundings Now will you just answer me
one question:
Certainly will if understand it."
said She
well then. who is president of these
ere United States?"
why. John Adams, Of course" she
said
Blewitt sank down and whispered
Then you never heard of Cleveland
swingin' round the circle3"
No. never" she answered.
Then all right. Shoot me or put me
in bag and lay me away up garnet. !
have got through" said Blewitt. and he
went back to the lounge and fell asleep.
When he awoke it was Sunday morn
ing, and the whole family were stirring
around, getting ready for meeting. His
wife, of whom he YVES somewhat proud,
had put on a dress with q waist about
nine inches long and skirt so tight she
could hardly walk. and on her head such
q bonnetl 1t made Blewitt hold his
breath. but he had got through talking
The boys had on suits of full cloth and
shirt collars seven inches wide. Blewitt
smiled. but said nothing At last Mrs
Blewitt came to him and asked him if he
was going to church.
Certainly. certainly" said he. "any-
thing to accommodate. Tell one Of the
boys to hitch horse on to the top car
rage"
"Top carriagel There you 90 again"
well, then" roared Blewitt. hitch
on to the stone boat, hitch on to the OK
cart. hitch on to anything. Have it your
own way"
why, we will go on horseback-you
on the saddle, on the pillion behind"
said the wife.
"All right" said Blewitt. and away
they went.
Blewitt made some adverse remarks
about the singing at the church. which
was led by deacon with fiddle. The
sermon was too long too. It lasted two
hours. On his way home from church his
wife appeared to be in fear of something
and urged him to hurry up. He asked her
what allied her, and she told him in
trembling voice that his queer talk had
made the minister think him bewitched,
and she feared he would be burned or
drowned
What kind of country is this, any.
how2" asked Blewitt.
Then Mrs Blewitt reminded him that
in New England several had thus died,
and that everybody believed in it and the
church was death on witchcraft.
Then guess we had better light out
from here, said Blewitt, as he clapped
spurs to his horse
Away they went, rattle-te bang. over
stumps and logs and stones, and there was
u rattle and roar behind and he knew they
were after him They came to log
bridge over brook. and they struck it so
hard that down it went. Blewitt and
horse and wife. and with yell of despair
he awoke-yes, awoke; for the chair had
tipped too far back, and he was in heap
On Inc uOOr, VIII his ueau III pan Oh
apples and his feet in Mrs. Blewitt's work
basket. He heard the rafting yet, and he
looked out of the window to discover it's
source. and saw that the boys had started
the reaper in the field of wheat. One Of
the girls had Just driven into the yard
with the top carriage. and was just taking
out his daily mail, and had offered him
telegraph dispatch about his hops. His
wife was putting in q tenor to the racket