The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1889-11-29

Giles Is gone. ToOf OoChy' ouu lAo'i0
Mr. Mol was weeping softly in his red
cotton handkerchief when Aunt 'Cindy
found him.
Aunt Cindy was a woman OF no lit
tle force of character, and she thought
that there were not many occasions
when a man was justified in giving
way to tears. She certainly did not
regard this as one of these rare occa-
sions, therefore she said, sharply:
.'Well. Pllny Moll, you ain't bellerin'P
What for? If there's any thing to cry
fer amt seen it nor yit heered it!''
80 'Cindy!" was all Pliny said in
reply to this. what do they say
bout Becky. Has she lived through
it?"
"Well, she's alive enough to want
cabbage and dumplin's for dinner, so
l reckon there's little vitality left.
The doctors are powwoUin' out in the
orchard, and Becky wants you"
Aunt 'Cindy had not come directly
from the house to the meadow. She
had stopped at the barn to see if she
could find some new-laid eggs for the
pudding she intended making for din
ner; then she had stopped to dig open
a hill of early potatoes to see if they
were likely to be large enough for
Fourth-of-July dinner. so that some
little time had elapsed since she left
the house.
you'd better come right in.'' she
continued to Mr.. Moll, land if | was
you, Pliny Moll, Td-for the lands
sakeT'
Aunt Cindy had suddenly thrown up
both arms. and she clapped her hands
toge Their as she cried out: 1.-The house
is on fire, as sure as I'm Twin
womanr'
Mr. Moll rose to his feet with q
bound, and ran madly after the fleeing
Aunt 'Cindy. They met the doctors
at the back gate, and all ran into the
house. Mr.. Moll crying out:
"She'll be scared and burned to
death! Git Becky out first thing!
We're comm, Becky! Keep cam
we'll save your
The whole party rushed into the
front hall of the house, and there they
beheld a singular and unexpected
sight. 1t was Mrs. Moll halfway
downstairs with huge feather-bed
on her back!
Becky Mollr' gasped her amazed
husband. why, Becky. you'll"
"Now don't you lose your wits at
time when you need 'em the most,
Pliny." said Mrs. Moll, sharply. CPL
manage this feather-bed. and you go
up and begin THROWN 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 1 get
this new feather-bed out. Fly around.
all of you! There amt no time to
lose!"
During the next fifteen minutes no
one FLEW around" faster than Mrs.
Becky Moll, Notwithstanding the fact
that she was still clad in long, white
nightdress, with her feet thrust into
pair of Pliny's old carpet slippers.
After carrying the feather bed across
the road, and pitching it over the
fence of field in front of the house,
she ran back and personally directed
the moving of the other things in the
burning house.
''Get my winter cloak. Pliny," she
shouted up the stairs. ''It's bran
new. and it's got to do me five years
yit! Here, DR.. Philbrick, you and
DR.: Peevy carry out the parlor sofy!
'Cindy. 'Cindy, fly around! Get
ev'ry thing out of the pantry!'
When the nearest neighbors arrived
the whole second story of the house
was in flames, and it was unsafe to
enter the lower part. Mrs Moll had
| been the last to leave. She came
rushing out with family heirloom
big b.ue-edged platter-in one hand
and pewter teapot in the other. Car
rylng them to a place of safety, she
climbed over the fence and dropped
down on the feather bed. saying as she
did so:
"Pliny. bring me quilt or some
thing TO throw over me! l look scand'
lous! I'm afeerd this'll give me an
awful back set! Well. DR.. Philbrick.
what do you make out is the matter
of me?'
There amt nothing the matter of
you, Becky Moll; that's what there
aiu't! said DIR. Phibrick. tartly, as
ne mopped the perspiration from his
crimson brow. "Ain't that 80, DR..
Peevy?'
Yes. it is" said DR.. Peevy. briefly
as he gathered nn his sadd,e-baos
''Hobbson thinks so, too, don't YOU.
HobbsonP
''Of course dol" replied DR.. Hobb-
son.
Ihls was far from the conclusion at
which the learned doctors had arrived
while in the orchard; but the opinions
OF the most learned men are subject
10 change. They had made some new
discoveries as to the patients condi-
tlon-revealed by the events of the
hre-which had literally thrown new
light on their Investigations.
81 should think you'd be ashamed
TO talk to dyin' woman like that!'
SAID Mrs Moll, rising from her bed
ana pointing her finger scornfully be-
tween the rails of the fence toward the
departing doctors.
The household goods were carried