The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-08-01

next room was laughing, too, laughing
so that he was almost in commissions.
II knew Henry was terrible rich
land O Goshen! An you've washed all
them dishes that left in the sink!1
"You! You are not Cousin Hannah?"
ooh, no; an this hain't Hammers
house, neither. That loon Sam'l Gard.
ner Jest set you down to the wrong
door. Pm Car'line Ford, Wilson's
wilder; Hammers place is bout quarter
of mile off"
"Oh, am so sorry" exclaimed Bessie,
in dismay. 81 beg your pardon, most
sincerely. l have never been here be.
fore, and-oh, l do hope you'll excuse
the liberties l have taken with youl
kitchen and buttery"
"Sho! there hain't nothin' to excuse
I'm sure Pm dretful glad to find good
hot supper waitin' fur me, fur Pm about
tuckered out. But whatever possessed
you to think O gittin' things ready?"
Bessie explained that she had hest
tated, fearing she would 'meddle," but
had decided to do as she would be done
by.
Land sakes! Eff that hain't Hammer
all over! You an she'll hitch bosses
fust rate. Well, come an eat supper, an
then I'll take you over to Hammers
Well! what are y0u dom here? An
what are you GRIMM like chessy-cat
at, I'd like to know?'
These questions were not address,.
To hut 70 hi 70 4 .Ia-
young man: as Mrs. Ford and Bessie
entered the dining-room they had dis
covered him.
Mrs. Ford sent me over here to see il
her missing guest was here. AS she
did not find her there when she got
home, she has sent scouts out in search
of her, was the reply.
"Well, you go back an tell Hammer
that her company's a-visitin' with me,
an when we git done supper we'll &c
over to her house; an tell her, too, that
I'll fetch her the butter was speakin'
about Well, why don't you step along?
You know Hannerll be fdgetin' till she
gifts some word"
Although he did not seem to think il
was well" to quote Mrs. Caroline's
favorite eXpletive, he had no excuse for
dallying any longer. AS. soon as he
was gone, Bessie's hostess explained
that he was only one of the minister s
summer boarders.
"a likely young fellow, who is
fonder O bugs and butterflies than any
grown man lever see" she added, with
a laugh. HE come to me one mornin'
with common striped butterfly, an
asked me if he might have the ereetur.
was struck all of heap, and fur a
minute l thought sure he was luny;
but then he told me he was etymo.
logis', an wrote for the papers about
bugs an things. l told him he could
hev all SIGH creeturs they wuz on ms
land, an welcome; so yis'dy he showed
me newspaper that he'd piece in il
tellin' about that very butterfly! He
goes home tonight, an l shell miss
him lots"
Bessie did not express her opinion
but when, on arriving at Hannah
Ford's, she heard that Harry yelling,
the young ''etymologis', had suddenly
decided not to leave Ford's Mills just
yet, she thought that perhaps the sum-
mer might be pleasant, even if country
life was monotonous and quiet.
1t happened that Bessie also was fond
of bugs an things" so she and young
yelling had a common interest to start
with; and it was not long before Harry
found that she had impaled his heart
among her specimens" OF course he
could not be so ungallant as to ask hel
to return it, but he managed to capture
hers in its place, so both treasure-hunt
ers were happy.
1t was not, however, until yelling
had had favorable interview with
Bessie's father that she or any of the
denizens of Ford's Mills learned thai
entomology was paStime with him
not profession, and that a comfort
able income of some twenty Thousand
dollars per annum allowed him to study
nature because he loved her. Then, too
he owned to Bessie that he had con
tracted an aversion to fashionable but
terfies," and that his haste to leave
Ford's Mills had been caused by hear
ing that she was to spend the summe
there. His change OF plan was made
when, sitting unseen in Mrs. Caroline
Ford's dining-room, he overheard the
conversation l have quoted, and the
first glance he gave at Bessie's winning
face made him anxious to add to hi!
fine collection of specimens just thi!
one unique specimen of Questionable
butterfly" Frances E. Wadleigh, il
Damornct's NIaUazina