The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1889-11-29
COUNTRY LUCK
BY JOHN HABBERTON,
Author of "Helen'S Babies" Etc.
Lppno Company Publishers Philadelphia and Pub
Mhed by Permission through the Assooa

~ don't see how Sol Mantrins was 10 know
anything like that" said Mrs. Hayn, after a
short silence "He isn't the kind that our
Phil would go an unbosom TO- II he had any
such thing to tell, which il amt certain he
had"
"Young men don't always have 10 tell such
things, 10 make 'em known suggested the
farmer. "Pooty much everybody knowed
when was fust gone on you, though didn't
say nothin' TO nobody, not even 10 the gal
herself"
"If it's So" said Mrs. Hayn, after another
short pause, "mebbe it explains why ho hain't
writ He'd want % tell us fore anybody
else. an he feels kind o. bashful like
you've got a good mem'ry, Lou Ann"
said the old farmer, rising, and pinching his
wife's ear
"What do you mean, Reubenr
"Oh, nothin', 'xcept that you haint forgot
the symptoms, that's all"
"Shol' exclaimed the old lady, giving her
husband n push, though not 50 far but that
she was leaning on his shoulder moment
later "'Twould be kind o funny II that
thing was 10 work, though, wouldn't itf she
continued; "that is, IL Soils right"
"Well," replied her husband, with n sud
den accession OF earncstness In his voice, "n
Soils right, 'twont bc bit funny II II don't
work hope the blessed boys got as much
good stuff in him ms I've always counted on
The bigger the heart, tho wuss il hurts when
Il gets hit; an there's IA mighty big heart in
any child OF you an me, though ! say IL as
mebbe / shouldn't"
"That boy mint never goin' 20 have no
heartaches, not on account o gals" said the
mother, whose voice also showed "A sudden in
crease Of oarncstness. ~ don't b'lievo the
gal was ever made that could say no 10 n
splendid young fellcr like that-a young fel-
Ter that's hansome an good an bright an
full o. fun, an that can tell more with his
eyes In n minute than hull slttln' room full
of ordinary young men can say with their
tongues In "A week"
mo" said the old man, soberly, mot il
the gal stayed truo 20 the pattern she was
made on-like you did, for instance. But
gals Is only human-ther' wouldn't bo no
way Of keepin' 'em on earth II they wasn't
you know-an' sometimes they don't do
'xactly what might be expected Of 'em."
"That Tramlay gal won't give him the
mitten, anyhow" persisted Mrs Ilayn.
"Mebbe she amt as smart rs some, but that
family, through an through, has got sense
enough 20 know what's worth havin' when
they SEQ it. She needn't ever expect 10 come
back here TO board for the summer, If she
cuts up any such foolish dido as that"
"Lou Ann" said the farmer, solemnly, "do
you reely think it over an above likely that
she'd want 10 come back, in such case made
an porvidedp
Then both old people laughed, and went into
the house, and talked Of all sorts Of thing.
that bore no relation whatever TO youth or
love or New York. They retired early, after
the manner Of farm people In general, after
prayer containing formal aud somewhat
indefinite petition for the absent one. The
old lady lay awake for hours, 1t seemed b.
her, her head rs full OF rosy dreams as IL it
were not covered with snow; yet when AT
last she was dropping asleep she was startled
by hearing her husband whisper:
Father in heaven, have pity on my poor
boyn