Smyrna times., 1890-08-06
which were known favorites to the


able corps of assistants bore down ON
the room next to Squire jays, which
had been used as a sort of storage and
lumber-roOm.
whats this for ?" grOwled the
Squire, soon appearing on the scene.
II am a-gOin' to give you some nice
pleasant neighbors." said Mrs. Bins
with a re-assuring smile. "a Aue is to
be run up here, the room nicely pain.
ted, an Mr.. NOx an his wife an baby
are to take it. They feel like old mar
ried people now, an are going to give
up the room they have to the young
couple that just got married last
week"
"Humph !" calculated the Squire,
with an angry snort, "and do you sup.
pose I'm going to have a lot of people
thrust under my nose in this way, just
because two young idiots want to mar.
ry?" demanded the Squire, fiercely.
No, hear me, madam, Pm not. Pm
not going to have my rest broken into
by signalling brat, either. OF course,
the precious mothers darlin' will have
collie an yell all night. It's constitu-
! tiOnal with 'em, I've heard. What
sort ola place will your house be,
madam, when you get it chuck full o.
lOve-sick idiots an IA crop o. squalling
babies. Just consider my room va
cant ma'am. I'll pack up and leave
at once" cried the Squire, wrathfully,
and stalked back majestically to his
own room.
Now, Squire, who would have
although you was goin' to fly to
pieces like this, just because 1 was
a-tryin' to find some nice, clever
neighbOrs for you" said Mrs. Bins,
soOthingly, her pleasant face approach
ing at his door few moments later.
'Why don't you go an hire an or
phan asylum to come an take the
room, or establish ward for the in
sane?" growled the Squire ironically.
'La Squire, how can you 60 on soP'
cried Mrs. Bins, reprOachfully. "Just
as if l didn't worry daily and hourly,
trying to make you comfortable an
hOmelike. guess a bit O. nice toast,
extra brown, an a couple O. fresh eggs
will bring you around all right in the
mornin'."
"If you think it's homelike, ma'am, y
responded the Squire, apparently ig-
noring this tempting bait, ito see a
parcel O. young fools courtin' an
spOOnin' an siperin' around, day after
day, an callin' each other lOvey' and
dovey' and hum an 'shug' an angel
an bi.die,' / don't; no, madam, 1 don't.
Pm harassed an disgusted an my
feelin's outraged, by turns.
"But, La Squire, how can you blame
young folks from lovin' an bein' lOvin'?
It's material. 'Tould be ag'in mater not
to. Think o. how your feelins' were
when you were young.
81 never was yO-a fool :" cried the
Squire, correcting himself
Young peoples young people,
though. You can't help it" said Mrs.
Bins, philosephically. "Dear heart
it does me good to see EN- a-coOin an
a-wooin' around like so many doves.
1t minds me o. when l was gal. If
you've ever been in love yourself
Squire, don't see how you can blame
en- can't
But what's the use o. sickenin'
other folks out with lOve?" Cried the
Squire. testify. "Why don't they act
sensible" ?" Do you suppose we would
act in any such a way? 1 mean
that is"-The Squire stammered and
stopped in utter confusion.
ia! Squire" said Mrs. Bins, blush
ing like a schoolgirl and drawing a
little nearer to him, show can l tell
you how we would act if we were in
love? Two old folks like us, tOO"
"Old?" demanded the Squire, tartly,
recklessly plunging into a new channel
his blunder had created. "Why, mad
am, I'm not centenarian yet by any
means. Havn't as good q right to
bestOw my affections on a worthy OBJ
ject as any of these pert youngsters
around here"
"Of course. 1 didn't mean that you
was too old to be lOOkin around for q
wife" said Mrs. Bins, with prompt re-
assurance "for if ever there was a
man needed one, you're that man
with your particular dishes to be fixed
an your clothes to be looked after an
the like. You're just in the prime o.
life, to be sure added Mrs. Bins, en-.
couragiRgly. The Squire was sixty Il
he was a day. Folks have a right tC
marry if they want to, I'm sure. Sis
ter Sally married again when she wa.
five years older than l am now, anC
lived mighty happy too. Goodness
knows it's powerful lonely an bad
havin' no one to depend on to keel
you from bein' worried and cheated
ont of your eyes, ike lone woman i.
apt to be" added Mrs. Bins, softly
with just touch of plaintiveness il
her tone. ' 80 va. '.'"
I
The Squire suddenly realized that h,
had never noticed. until now, how
plump and dimpled his landlady was
and then under this new revelation
apparitions of various favOrite dishes
floated temptingly before his enchan
ted vision, while a pictured restfulnes
of comfortable fire-side of which hc
was a legitimate part and parcel, ros,
up in seductive phantasms and hell
him enthralled.
To make short story shorter, the
very next newly married pair which
the matrimonial clearinghouse shell
tered, was the Squire and Mrs. Bins
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