The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1890-03-21

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up.
i guess the evenin' seems longer
because we're considerable tired. says
Hitty.
Then the stick settled down and
fell to purrin' and singin', and pretty
soon Hepsy she give great start. .
. Cant be possible l fell asleep!
says she, kinder amazed like,
y" Yes, you did, says Kitty. I see
you nod. | haint closed an eye
We'll! well guess won't clean
house ag'in of Sat'day and get so
tired, says Hepsy, with terrible great
yawn.
'Then Hitty she begun to feel real
sleepy, but nothin' would persuade 'em
| TO 90 to bed before bell ringn', and as
luck was, their old eight day clock
had got too dry to go, and Philo Plat
that went round mendin' clocks in all
that neighborhood hadn't been there,
and they was waitin' for his day to
come round So to make short
story ont, there they sot till day
light, and Hepsy she went to sleep
and forgot the fire, and Hitty she went
to sleep, too, and tumbled over onto the
floor and broke her comb to pieces.
But that want the wust of it, for she
hit the side of her head such a crack it
ached like Sam Hill for twenty-four
hours.
$50 come Sunday morning Hepsy
had to 60 to bed and be dosed with
boneset tea, for she'd Almost got lung
fever. While Hetty she lay on the
old sofy all day long a-groanin' with
pain.
Mother said she happened in, be-
cause they wasn't to meetin', and
when she heered the tell she said:
well, / amt mite sorry for we;
meetin' house bell tells 'em to, though
they be cold and sleepy, had ought to
take the consekences of bein' sot in
their way"
Jest like women folks" said Ze-
mas, with resigned bitterness; when
they be used to havin' their way q five
rail fence won't turn EN-"
''Know all about it, don't we, Zene"
said Sid Elmer, mischievously.
"Your turns a-comin', young fell
ler!" answered Zenas, with forebod-
ing chuckle. You'll come to it be-
fore you're done breathin' the breath,
you see if you don't"
Sid flushed little; but Uncle Pa
phro's keen eye perceived it, and he
went on
I" IT'S queer how contrary they be
sometimes, but l dono how we could
get along real well without em;
they're dreadful handy critters"
oil oh ,'.,t'i 4
Sam Turner, looking at the empty
dish longingly.
Sid had to laugh.
well, nowp put in Jonathan
Bates, slowly lifting himself from the
great root against which he had lain
in the sunshine after eating all he
could. Il STAN up for women folks;
they amt no queerer nor men, only
we're willin' to tell on 'em more than
we be on t'other sect | knowed a
man myself that done things no other
created cretur but him could or would
"a done.
''He was a real shif'less cretur, Tiff
Shores, by name; he was baptized
Antiphony, but that was too long for
week days, and they couldn't call him
An, for short, becas that was a wo-
mans name, SO he went by Tiff
HE lived on the aidge of things in
a kind of a howl outside the city line
of Scranton, and havin' no visible
means of support, as the Tor says, why
folks kept a sharp eye on him; he
hadn't no children, and his wife had
shookanum palsy, and couldn't lift q
hand.
Il expect the neighbors KEEP the
life into her, for Tiff hadn't nothin'
only the corn he raised on his half
acre O ground, and the things he
shared an shot; but he was master
good to Mandy, and done all he knew
for her, and when he'd sold mess o.
pa'tridges, or done day or SOS work
to white washin', or pig KILN, or
wood chopin, why, he'd spend the
heft of what he got on tea an sugar
an sech things for Mis- Shores, as he
called her.
Idon't say he never caught no fish
out o the squire's pond, nor that lie
never picked up no pears nor no
peaches under nobody's trees when
they want lookin. l don't think
them things was counted ag'inst him
no more than if he'd been a squerrel;
he was kind of a simple thing any
way, folks thought: but he want, he
was cute as q cat brier.
well, one day Deacon Peters old
boss was missin, and there was great
hue and cry, and somebody told how
that Tiff Shores had been seen ridin'
of it down to the hollow, so they
fetched Tiff up before Judge Pettis.
He owned he had rid it ways, said
he found it by the road, and he was
tired, so he broke switch and got Oh.
and rid bareback up to his house and
Civ the horse q cut and off it went,
and that was all he knowed. So they
clapped him into Scranton jail"
Didn't they try him, or do nothin'
to him." asked Zenas.
ooh land, yes! and found him gull
ty, because he was the last man seed
with the boss. Well, he was there
five weeks before they found out the
truth, which was that tile old boss be-
ing lame and bavin' the heaves bad,
didn't relish the idee of Deacon Peters
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