The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1889-08-06
broad grin over Mr.. Wiggleton's shining

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81 shall be delighted" interrupted the
widow with smile that showed a set OF
teeth as white and regular as pearls.
"This evening, ma'am," repeated Mr.
Wiggleton, with bow, land We'll sketch
out a diagram. Hyacnths have to be
humored, Mrs. Palmleaf."
so | have always heard" said the
widow.
That evening after Mr.. Wiggleton had
returned from discussing the momentous
question of sandy soil, dubious roots, and
crescent and circles, he found lothian on
the front porch contentedly breathing
the f1ower-scented air.
GA very pretty woman, that Mrs.
Palmleaf, Jotham," said the employer;
not because there was any congenialty OF
the soul, but because he could have talked
to the gate posts if lothian hadn't hap
pened to be there.
"Well, nobody doubts that, as ever l
heard on" said lothian, with his elbows
on his knees and his face complacently
turned toward the full moon.
"And she can't be over 80"
$50 l should a. said myself" assented
lothian.
"I'm glad she has taken the cottage on
a long lease, Jotham," pursued Mr.. Wig
gleton. 81 like good neighboors.'
"Most folks does" observed lothian.
And he got up shaking himself like
great ewtoundand dog and went into
the house, leaving Mr.. Wiggleton to the
partnership of his own cogtations.
There are times in which solitude is said
to be the best company. Perhaps this
was one of these special occasions, III the
estimation OF lothian lIardcastle.
The summer went by: the great maple
in front OF the Wiggleton mansion began
to glow as if its leaves had been dipped
in blood and melted gold; the asters
reared their purple torche, along the
stone wall by the cottage under the hill,
and any acute observer might have per-
ceived that Mrs. Palmleat had laid down
the rocky bit Of upland ground in spring
wheat instead Of winter rye.
GOTHAM = sad Mr.. Wigglcton to his
farm hand one evening; 1t was the first
time they had had a fire on the wide old
fashioned hearth.
"Well -
II have concluded it isn't best for you
to live here at The house any LONGER
"What's goin to happen SAID Jo-
tham. ~ GU amt ooin' 70 hire another
hand be you:n
NO, 70 be ~rre not. You suit me al
nirably, lothian, ouly and Mr.. Wig
gleton Shot the words out with an effort
Il am thinking Of netting married.
"Oh ;"
IT. rather late in lie to be SIRE" said
Mr.. Niggleton, conscious of looking cx-
trcmDIv >heep>h. "but Won know lothian,
i, never too late to do good thing"
"Certainly not
you ought to &c. married, .Jotham,"
added hi, employer, speaking in rather
rapid and embarrassed tanner.
Think So
"Certalnly. You might live in the lit
tie house beyond the peach orchard; it
wouldn't take much to fit it nicely, now
that paint and paper are 50 cheap"
lothian stared retlectivelv at the fire.
"Anl your wife could take care of the
cream and butter, and all that sort Of
thing, for US. 1t isn't likely Mrs. P
ahem it isn't likely, mean, that my
wife viii care for such things
"IIumph -
ed advise you to turn the ,hins ali
over III Your mind, ,jotham,' said Mr..
Wiggcton.
"Yr~, viii" said Jolham, with little
cough
TIE next morning Mr. Wiggeton at
tired himself in hi? best suit anl went TO
the cottage.
Mrs. Palmleaf received him in a charm
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