News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1889-02-28
THE PIPESES PARTY.
Ely HELEN WHITNEY CLARK.

NO, l. uOn De1eVe III parties, no
Likeways Pipes don 'tneither 'Taint 'caus
L think 'em areektd; its But I'll tel
about 0Urn-the fust and the last on
we ever give.
ar'line-she's our oldest. Car'lin
Arthusy Indianner is her christenec
name, but we most allus giner'ly cal
her Car line fur short.
She had been hankerin' to hev SOM
sort of doin's ever scnce corn-shuckin
time.
.sRosanna Peab'dy had a eandy-pull,
says she, San the Pcttihorn gals had
walnut shuckn an play party Thanks
givin' day night, an Sary Peline!
Toadybush had punkin-cuttin' on hel
birthday. An I've went to all of 'em
an amt never had nary I'M. An can
| hev one, paw p
An at last Pipes gin in, she pesterec
him so.
oval, wal" says he, Sax yer NAV
about it, an eff she's agreeable, Imagree
able"
So Car'line an me put our heads to
gether, an studied about it, an ct las
she pitched on hevin' a play party an ,
supper on grounding day.
An then she begun teasin' and pes
term her paw for new frock to wear
GIVE wore my ole red alapacky til
I'm ashamed to be saw in it airy Other
time" says She can I want rea
pritty woosted one from the city. They
don't keep nothin' much 'ceptin' crinkly
saps1ckers down here" says Carline
''an' want nice triclit fiannen, like
the one Miss Gummersel got for Mandy
time she went to York State"
So she pestcred her paw till at last he
gin in to her ag'in.
Pipes is one O. these here oscillatine
folks that amt got no more backbone
than eel, an couldn't say "No" if yor
axed him fur his head; but us good {
man as ever breathed the breath o life
if 1 do say it myself.
An says he, at last: oval, wal, a,
yer NAV, an if she's agreeable, Tn
agreeable"
So him an me an little 'Minabab-
Dabby, we call him, for short-he was
in long close then; no, he wan t neither,
he was Jest in short close-we went NJ
to the city to pay back visitation sister
'Lizabuth made us bout three year age
come next haydn lime.
Sister 'Lizabuth allus did take tho
most announcement time in the whole
oullender to make visitations.
So as L was a-sayin, Pipes an me
tuck little Dabby, an went to pay hcl
back
Her man-she married Tucker
Columbus Tucker, from way down on
Tadpole swamp-he shoc-makes fur a
livin' Has plenty o work, too, an
keeps as busy as n mailer, from sun-up
to early can 'le-l light. He makes a good
livin' an is good pervider. Sister
'Lizabuth don't know what It's to be
stunted in vittles, or close, or anything
she hez hankerin' fur. Though she S
equinoxial, too, an they air a-savin up
to buy house an lot.
oval, how be you all 2" says I, when
we had shuck hands all round, an Ihad
laid off my bunnet an shawl, and sot
little Dabby on the floor with q sweet
cake to gnaw. GLOW be you all?" says
/.
Cali a-stirrin'," says she, "'ceptin'
Tucker-he's ben a-feelin sort o mauger
for spell.
"What seems to be the matter of
him 2" says I.
oval, L dunno adzactly," said she;
che sorter conceits his left-handed lung
is out o. whack, but 1 think faint moth
in ln0xe. u the Slatcrs llsssiaallA.-s.z---;,-
''Smart-weed tea is good fur the
water-brash," says L. '1'd of brlng
you some, if I'd knew Columbus was
complainin'."
"Wisht you had," says she. ''But
though 1 dunno's he would of tuck it,
ANYHOW. He's the beatenest man to not
take medicine you ever sot eyes on.
But then he mout Of drunk some verb
tea, mebbe."
Columbus did look sort of 'pindlin', I
thought, but our comm chirked him up
some, 'peared like.
We stayed two nights, an Columbus
he shet up his shop, an him an sister
'Lizabuth went round with us to sec the
sights.
We walked acrost the big bridge over
the Missippy, an rid back on Il ferry
boat, though / come nigh hollcrin' sew
eral times, fur fear the b 'iler would bust,
an blow us up.
Nothin' didn't happen, though, an
we got off onto larry .tirmV agin, all safe
an sound. But nothin' under the
shinin' sun wouldn't hire me to go
aboard one of 'em ag'in. It's jest a
meracle we wa MT all blowed to smidg-
ems, the hull b lin lot of u.s.
An then sister 'Lizabuth an Column
bus tuck us to store, to buy Carlin S
frock, an, sakes, alive! want it bus or,
though? 'Pearod like twas about six
teen stories high, with the garnet an
srlller throwed in
,,-l,- -,
an walked round II spell, couldn't of
found my way out ag'in, no more'n if
it'd been one o the cataracts of Rome.
But sister 'Lizabuth pushed ahead,
with me an Pipes an Columbus follerin'
in the rare-me a-carryin' little Dabby
till she got to where they KEEP the
woosteds, an we bought the frock.
1t WIS what l would of called real
nice bright cinnamon color, but the
yourg Teller that showed it to us said
twas tarry city, an that twas all the
fashion.
So I tole him to cut me off eight
yards, fur | want agoin to slInch in
the pattern, an Pipes he fishcd his
wallet out of his boot-laig an payed fur
it.
After that we tuck boss car an went
back to sister Lizabuth's, an ON the
mex mornin' we come home.
An sich time as we had a-gittin off !
I never closed an eye all night, fur fear
we mout oversleep ourselves; an when
we did git up, an EFT breakfast, and got
all ready, the hackman didn't come af-
ter us till quarter-past seven, an the
train started at eight, so we had to hus-
+IxN. ,xl,N,.n III -,
L most knew we'd be too late, but the
the driver driv like blue blazes, an
twas jest five minutes to eight when We
arriv' at the depo'.
"You hop out an run fur your tick
cts" says the hacl1man to Pipes.
An Pipes he hoped an run, an the
hackman hustled our trunk out an then
he helt little Dabby while L clumb
down.
oven hev to run fur it, " says he, an
he grabbed the bundle an the grip-sack
an the umbaril under t'other.
We had ketched Gimp of Pipes i'll
the ticket office, but when we got round
to it we couldn't see hide nor taller of
him no'er's round.
"There he is - says the hackman, an
p'ntin' t'wartls the hack where we got
out.
So back we trotted at our peartest gait,
but jest as we rouneded the corner of
the depo' we run smack into Pipes, jest
as he was tearin' back t'wards us, an
knocked him fiat as as founder.
He scrabbled onto his feet in jiffy,
though, payed the hnckman, an then
we tore fur the train. An ketched it,
too, but not minute to spare.