The Springdale news., 1889-08-30
MISS NAOMI NUTTlNG
She Makes a Success of Mindlng
 Her Own Business.

"Me and Squire Bagshot, we're goin into partnership together" said Miss Naomi Nutting.
 ''Eh9 What?" cried the Widow Scarsby, hastily adjusting her ear trumpet. You a-thinkin' O gcttin' married at this time O day?"
 Miss Naomi gave a sniff Of exceed ing great derision.
 Who's talkin' O gottin marricd?'' said she. Not I. Nor, l guess, the squire. We're outen our first child hood and we ain't got to our second, l calculate. Not yet"
 The Widow Sea sby looked disap- pointed,
 Then" said she, what do you mean?n
 Why" explained Miss Naomi, .the squire he's leased the old farm. I'd got to let it to somebody What between the taxes and the interest and the repairs and all, it was too much for woman to look after But the COWS and the poultry and all is to remain, and I'm to run the dairy and the egg business Ten per cent com mission I'm to have, and the use of the old house And I've sot out a lot of new straw berry roots and some of the otlshoots of Hester Brine s sweet smellin' English violets, and I'm go- in to earn my own Twin, if I be a woman"
 ''Vi-lets." repeated Mrs. Scarsby, "and strawberries! John hain't no faith in that sort of thing
 1t don't matter to me whether he has or not, curtly observed Miss Nutting
 "A woman never yet made farmin' pay"
 Anyhow" said Miss Nutting, T mean to have q try at it. Ny ex- penses won't be much, that's one comfort
 Better give up the notion" said Mrs. Scarsby, slowly shaking her head.
 Not if 1 know it, said Naomi. I'm pretty certain can mako good butter, and 1 always took natural tc hens and chickens. And know l can market them strawberries at the sum mer hotels on Cherry brook. and En- glish violets bring fifty cents a dozen at the New York florists in January and Februarr."
 'You're runnin' great risk" sighed Mrs. Scarsby. in genuine Job s comforter accents.
 There always the poor-house Jeff if l don't succeed, " sarcastically re- marked Naomi And Mrs. Scarsby went away to tell her news throughout the whole neigh borhood.
 \ Upon my word" said Mrs Dr. Numb, the woman has pluck But of course she won't succeed; womer never do.
 II never was so flat in all my fife, J said Mrs. Scarsby, '..a- wT.1~ heard Naomi say she waS goin' into partner ship with -Snae Bagshot. l s'poscd, -~--f-..-----.,s1V >Fsee mas goin' to marry him.
 Well, I don't know why she shouldn't" said Mrs. Plumb. The squire ain't young, but he's likely man enough"
 He marry Naomi Nutting" said Mrs. Scarsby. "A poverty-strick en old maid, with one foot in the poor houser'
 Fools used to say your John was partial to her." shrewdly. observed Mrs Plumb.
 That's all mistake said Mrs. Scarsby.
 And she took herself and her ear trumpet off to the next house, while Ellie Price, Mrs. Plumb's bound girl, who had been listening through the dumb-waiter,- breathlessly scampered to the groccry.for tho oupce of pow dered cinnamon, which she had been told half an hour ago to bring, and there informed Mrs. Peppersauco as a profound secret that Miss Naomi Nut ting and Squire Bagshot were about to be married.
 Il don't believe it,' said Mrs. Pep persauce.
 'l heard it with my own ears,' said Ellie, glowing all over with the impor- tance of her news.
 An old maid like that" said Mrs. Peppersauce, scornfully.
 She ain't thirty yet, said Ellie. Il heard missis tell Mrs Scarsby SO. "
 Ill news, they say, spreads fast; so does good news. Which of these heads Squire Bagshot's engagement came under is hard to specify, but certain it is that the morsel of gossip spread like wildfire through Cherry village.
 Me engaged to Naomi Nutting, y said the squire. Well, it's the first I've heerd of it..
 Naomi Nutting gong to marry that old widower!' said John Sears by. What nonsensel You told mo your self. mother, that she denied it up and down."
 Yes" said Mrs Scarsby, little doubtfully, but that's what they al- ways do. It would be great thing for Naomi Nutting" "Tll never believe it.n said John.
 1he>old love affair between him and Naomi NGtting was dead and gone long ago, but something in the preva- lent atmosphere seemed to fan the faint spark of its ashes into new life. John Scarsby remembered how black and bright her eyes once were, and what trim little figure she had. While the squire. meditating on the perfect, dazzling cleanliness of Naomi $ dairy. and the efficiency with which she had set out the violet roots and the strawberry creepers, said to him. self:
 T don't know but that ] might do