The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1888-03-03

Mrs. Boerum took the advice.
She put up her hair in two Ions
crimping pins, and thus added much t.
the ugliness of her tear-spotted face
and went down to her solitary luncl
when the bell rang.
She was feeling a little better, when
Maria, hurrying in, uttered the myste,
rious words, "She's comet" and van.
ished.
"Who has Gomez" Mrs. Boerum
asked herself; then reflected that OF
course it was the washerwoman.
In her then condition of mind she
felt that it would be a relief to scold
somebody. Maria would resent the
liberty by taking French leave, but the
washerwoman surely dared not; and.
on the instant, out she rushed to the
front porch, where a fat woman, in a
shabby old muslin and a fisherman's
hat, sat tanning herself.
80 you've come at lastP' asked
Mrs. Boerum. II confess l had given
you up"
well, | was a long time coming"
said the woman, 'but better late than
never"
Indeed" said Mrs. Boerum, shortly;
'that't your opinion, Is itP Well, I've
got tired waiting for you, and don't
want you now
The fat woman laughed.
81 saw your husband going past to-
day said she, land l called out: 4
say, Boerum, tell your wife I'm coming
just when | get good and ready, l
never put myself out for anybody
He just laughed. She'll be glad to see
you whenever you do come, said he"
81 confess never met so impertinent
a person BEFORE said Mrs. Boerum,
drawing herself up. you should have
a~pologized and asked me when you
might come after disappointing me. l
want nothing to do with you now nr
henceforth,' and she turned her back
on the stout lady.
THAT don't sound like joking" said
the latter. "Am I to understand you
seriously, ma'am?'
Yes" replied Mrs. Boerum. "And
now you can go, for of all unbearable,
indolent creatures | ever met
you are the worst"
You appear to be crazy said the
stout woman, coolly. rs she, Mariap
That, or intoxicated, | should say.
We'll, I'm off. l certainly never had
an experience like this before. Poor
Boerum! he must have a j nice life of it.
Good by. Maria"
And the stout woman marched, her
isherman's hat flying, her loose shoes
punching down the gravel walk; and
Mrs. Boerum drew a big breath, looked
It Maria, who, steadying herself against
he wall, stared at her and said:
What's the NATTER"
II never did!' cried this handmade
n, The idea! How burst you talk {
way to her? was all gooseflesh {
With fright, Why, dunno uow where !
be, I'm SC obfusticated; and she'll 90 !
nd tell every living soul how you f
and they'll wonder at you from
ow to doomsday. She ain'tnever been t
poke so to before" |
Time she was, then" said Mrs. v
"If a woman goes out wash il
lg, she ought to keep her appoint a
tents; or, if she is really kept at home il
y something necessary, apologize re-
oectfully to her employer. l sha'n't
up with such things, if the rest of 7
lie ladies do, not if l 60 without any
ashing at ALL
Maria staggered back against the l'
all again. C
Lawful sakes!' she cried. odd W
think that was Mrs. Sudds?" V
''Of course. You told me so, Maria" IL
i'd Mrs. Boerum, with a sudden N
lange in her voice, and a sudden hor- il
II in her eyes. tt
81 didn't. Mrs. Boerum; cause | IL
,owed better" said Maria. why, Of
at was Mrs. Sampson Butterpat, Mrs. te
Thought everybody knowed /
r." IL
"Mrs. Sampson Butterpat, in a faded la
ne lawn and a f%isherman's hat!' di
.nted Mrs. Boerum. C;
''Yes'm," said Maria. 'She dresses 81
w she chooses in hot weather. She &C
Us she can well afford it, bein' worth cl
millyun. Everybody knows Mrs. tn
mpson Butterpat's ways. Why, if m
nd talked that way to Mrs. Sudds, W,
have smacked you in the face. or &C
thin Mrs. Butterpat couldn't, vi
she was n LADY, tn
put me to bed, Maria" said Mrs. ia
'erum, in a faint, little voice. ''I'm 70
ing;' and tainted in the young iii
'man's arms, or
she came to herself she had ty,
i'll three days, quite out of her st;
nd most Of the time. Lots of bottles
on the table. Maria was tanning wi
and a stout lady, in a shabby blue in,
apper. was sitting on the foot of the vi,
tn,
'Oh!' moaned Mrs. Boerum, draw DO
, the sheet over her head; for it was tn,
Buttcrpat. an
Shell be all right now," she heard to