Mower County transcript., 1890-11-12
THE CORNER STORE.
A Lesson Learned by Several
Prominent People of Dykeville.

A Lesson Learned by Several
Prominent People Of Dykeville.
$50 the corner store is let!' said Mrs.
Deane. a.
+'And high time," chimed in Miss Me-
linda Murgatroyd. 'sinoe it has stood
empty ten months, come Christmas!"
"Ah, no wonder," said old Mrs. Hun.
ter. There's been . many to look at
it. but not ono has come the second
time, after they heard of how old Tres
tie hung himself in the middle Of the
front room. at midnight"
you don't suppose it's-haunted'"
said Mrs. Deane.
Mrs. Hunter shook her false curls and
looked indescribably knowing.
II don't say 'Yes,'" said she, and I
don't say No? But there's the facts.
You can Judge for yourselves"
''Well, anyhow" said Miss Murgat-
royd, Its a comfort to sec tho place
awake and alive again, after the wooden
shutters and the To Lot staring you in
the face for well-nigh year! And it's
to be doctor, too!''
THAT makos fou: in the village al
ready" said Mrs. Doane, sourly. Il
wonder if they expect to make their
living of US poor sufferers"
Il wonder if he's married man."
said Miss Melinda, adjusting the blue
ribbon bow which she wore at her
withered throat, q sort of Tutoring sig
nal that her maiden affections were still
disengaged.
''Humphv' said old Mrs. Hunter, who
had three single daughters. I'VE shall
all find out in time, if we wait long
enough"
IF he's young and agreeable" said
the widow Percival, who had not hith-
erto mingled in the conversation, ''he
will be a decided acquisition to our So
ciety."
did understand that his name is
Doctor Wigg?" simpered Mrs. Walker,
who was rather deaf.
'-Hsr' sharply corrected Mrs. Hun
ter. "In-s"
doctor Inst" giggled Miss Murga-
troyd. "What very peculiar name!
He must be Of German parentage,
or
who said any thing about DR.. 1ns'"
shrieked old Mrs. Hunter, fairly losing
her patience. II think you're all gone
crazy together! 'WHgins" That's the
name! Neither 'Wigg' nor Ins,' but
both together!''
"A partnership? inquired Mrs Walk
er, with her head on one side like =
sickly linnet. And just then the tea
and hot biscuit came in, and the DYKE
vile Sewing Society broke up its work.
ing session, and became transformed
into banqueting assembly.
But that the corner store was let
there was no kind of doubt. There was
q buzz of expectation on the subject, a
thrill of agreeable anticipation. MI.
Jones had heard that DR.. Wiggins was
a married man with large family Of
grown sons and daughters. Squire Cos
hawk had it, on no less incontrovertiblo
foundations, that he was young stu
dent just graduated, on the lookout
for wife. 1t was supposed that he
would occupy, as an Office, tho lower
room, in which tho lamented Trestles
had hanged himself, and furnish the
upper apartments either as bachelor
sanctum, or as family rooms, according
to his needs. This seemed rather q
peculiar location in which to select .
home, but then, as Miss Melinda Mur-
gatroyd observed, peoples tastes Diff
fered. And because old Trestles didn't
choose to live there, it was no reason
that any one else should share his pref.
udices. And as days crept on, and the
house was neatly painted outside and
in, the missing panes Of glass replaced,
and new furnace put into the base
ment, the tide Of popular curiosity rose
higher and higher.
And At last the little tin sign:
.....
DIR. WIGGINs. f:
80. .....
was nailed with four brass headed nails
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