The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-10-26

~Beciy MOlll. gra'ged her amazed husband
 "Now don't you lose your wits ct time when you need 'em the most, Phny," said Mrs. Moll, sharply. "Tl manage this feather bed, and you go up and begin throwin' things out of the winders Don't you forgit my black silk dress. You doctors better pull up the carpets, and 'Cindy you git my gold band chany tea-set out all right. I'll come back and 'tend to my silver spoons and forks soon as get this new feather bed out. Fly around, all Of you There ain't no time to losei"
 During the next fifteen minutes no one "hew around" faster than Mrs. Becky Moll, nGtwithstaDd ing the fact she still clad in long, white night dress, with her feet thrust into 6 pair of Plinys old carpet slippers.
 After carrying the feather. bed across the road, and pitching it the fence of field In front of the house, she back and personally directed the removing of the other things in the burning house.
 "Get my winter cloak, Pliny," she shouted up the stairs. ''lts bran new, and it's got to do me five years yitl Here Dr. Philbrick, you and pr. PeeVy carry out the sofyl 'Cindy 'Cindy, fly aroundl Cit ev'rything out of the pantryw
 When the nearest neighbors arrived the whole second story of the house In flames, and 1t was unsafe to enter the lower part.
 Mrs Moll had been the last to leave. She came rushing out with family heirloom-a big blue- edged platter-in one hand and pewter teapot in tho other. Carrying them to . place of safety, she climbed over the fence and dropped down on the r-bed, saying as she did SO:
 "Pliny, bring me a quilt something to throw over me look scand'lousl Pm afeerd this'll give me an awful back set Well, Dr. Phil brick, what do you make out Is the matter of mel"
 "There ain't nothing the matter of you, Becky Moll that's what there aint~ said Dr. Philbrick, tartly, as he mOpped the precipitation from his crimson brow. "Ain't that so Dr. Peevy?"
 "Yes, it is" said Dr. Peevy briefly as he gathered up his saddle bags "HobbsOn thinks so, too, don't you, Hobbson?"
 "Of course do !" replied Dr. Hobbson.
 This was far from the conclusion at which the learned doctors had arrived while in the orchard but the opinions of the most learned men sub ject to change They had made some new discoveries to the patients scondtion-reveAled by the events of the fire, which had literally thrown new light on their investigations.
 "I should think you'd be ashamed to talk to a dyin' woman like that 1" said Mrs. Moll, rising from her bed and pointing her finger scorntully be- tween the rails of the fence toward the departing doctors.
 The household goods were carried into small but quite comfortable old house across the road, in which the Molls had lived before building the house that had burned. The neighbors lent their assistance in arranging the furniture and by night MT. and Mrs. Moll found themselves comfortably installed in their old home, with most of their effects around them. Then Aunt 'Cindy went out to the barn where Mir. Moll was feeding his horses and said:
 "See here, Pliny Pm goin' home I ain't goin' to stay here any longer doing for a woman that's as well as am, If she'd only think so. Pm be- iever in the mind cure for Becky for If she only thought she was we'll she'd be well.
 "Pve seen her do some queer things for dyin' women of late," Aunt 'Cindy went on, emphati- cally. "I caught her in the pantry eatin' pie and cold beef one day last week, and when l told her the other day that Mandy Peek was goin' by with new dress and hat on, she run to the win dow to see; and that, and what happened to-day, has made me think l ain't needed here, and Pm goin'."
 In fifteen minutes she was gone, and MT. Moll sat for the next half hour on the barn floor with his back against grain bag, chewing the end of 8 straw and mediating.
 At last he rose, and went into the house and into