Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-10-07

II SHe were gong to say SOmeInlnS more, smiles and fushes little under his ad niring gaze and looks down at his unusually small and neat-fitting inc boots, into which his doe-skin trousers are jauntily fitted at the high tops as if made expressly for that mode of wearing.
 '.Then I'm in good time for my SUD- per in agreeable company" he says, in that easy familiar way that / never could assume ill the company of women, and that l don't see how any right minded man ca,s assume. Confound their impudence! That's what it is. But then the women seem to pardon it very readily.
 Polly Ann is silently attentive and appreciative while he launches out in a stream of somewhat disconnected re- marks. all of them genuine bon naots of rare humor as then firmly believed. could not remember them minute. And from this noaO know it was the fellows manner, and not what he said.
 Whatever it was, I never saw the charming Polly laugh so much as she did that evening. Three of her girl companions of the village coming in, accidentally, of course, but undoubt- edly in time for supper, were intro duced to MT. Martin by the young hostess, and there stood the man with all four of them grouped in front of him and laughing noisily at every word he said. Buck coming in, op- portunely took me up from my se- questered nook, and we all went out to supper, passing the court and the bar and their foreign clientele in the entry just outside the east-room door.
 Even atsupper he boldly disregarded the severe proprieties of village life which separated, in those days, the men from the women in all public places, even in the dinin groom of an old-fashioned tavern. On the right of the head of the table he marshalled the four laughing girls. and then seated them first, and then seated himself, with hey on his right hand, two of the others being on his left. Then I wont through that meal listening to his funny sayings and the giggling of the four girls in such an abstraction of angry resentment that l failed to catch two words of what Buck was eagerly telling me about the wonderful "off hosst' of that wonderful bay team.
 One incident of tho supper, however, pleased mo noticeably at the time; and even moro when in the retrospection Of my first preparation for boys deep sleep went over 1t ell in bed.
 Bogus Leatherwood, walking ponder ously along from tho kitchen door and upon our side of the table, looked steadily at tho laughing group of girls on the other sido of tho table until he wns directly back of my chair. then pausing for an instant, he evidently fixed tho eyes of his wife, although I couldn't see him, and therefore could judge only ky the fact that the obedient and ob- Mrs. Leathcrwood dropped her knifo and fork and looked up as the heavy growl of old Bogus Leatherwood overcalno all other sounds.
 "Marthy!"-he always paused for at least five seconds after this warning exclam ation-which pause Mrs. Leath- erwood filled up with visible quakings and shrinkings. '.Theys too blame much noiso go-un on h-yur, lemmy tell yuhr'
 And then. with the heavy breathing of g fat man in anger, that added as much force to the obiurgation as could have been given by any additional words, he walked heavily, but strongly, and with a certain surprising 2 alertness in his movements, considering how very fat he was, out of the room in sudden and progressive diminuendo of the usual roar of the supper-room.
 Mrs. Leatherwood had cast fright ened, warning and appealing look at her daughter; and Polly Ann had turned her face significantly in the di- rection of her mothers chair, looking over the neatly-sloping shoulder of MT: Martin, in order to the exchange of warning and meaning glances.
 By gum!'' the ole mans mad bout some-h'n urruther!" Buck whispered to mo as soon as the door closed on the retiring figure of the huge landlord. Hell be back h-yur en about two minutes You watch mother un Sis, un see how they git out h-yur uthout stoppun to swaller thur coffee, will yuh!"
 / In fact, Mrs. Leatherwood was al ready upon her feet and bending her brown eyes upon her daughters face with the very slightest jerk of her head backward and to the left, making the II f-r\