Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1890-06-06
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WHAT SUSAN DID.

"No use a-talkin' any more about it.
Dorinda, it's clear waste of breath. Phil
Dare is a-comiu' here, an if he does il
will be the worse for him." So said
Miss Prudence Shaw, as she grimly tied
the strings Of her big green sun-bonnet
"But, auntie, love Phil, and de.
test that odious John"
'More the fool for it John is u good
man, and well able to support wife =
80 is Phil" pouted pretty Dora.
Hell never have the chance to sup
port you. Didn't your dyin' mother give
you to me an charge you to respect an
mind me?'
Eyes, auntie, and l will do it for her
sake, if it breaks my heart" and tears
came to Dora's eyes
Breaks fddle.s sticks p cried Miss
Prudence, contemptuously. then she nd
dod, more gently: "You are good girl
in the main, Doro now bring tho nails
and we will have these shingles on the
roof in a twinkle--an' thanks to no man.
Be quick, for there's mighty hard shower
comm !"
Smiles were chasing Dora's tears now.
ooh, auntie, how odd we shall look
up there !"
"Nobody to SEQ us---an' nobody's bus
mess if they do" and the thin little wo.
man began mounting the ladder to the
roof.
IL follow where you lead" laughed
Dora, as she set her foot upon the first
rung.
''Not so long since had to scold you
for climbing trees, Miss" -emarked
Aunt Prudence.
The ascent was soon made and the
damaged roof nearly repaired--for Miss
Prudence could drive nail as straight
a. any man-when Dora espied the
COW, who, seeing the gate open, had loft
her peaceful browsing and was making
for bed Of flaming poppies and mari
Colds
ooh, Aunt Patsy, there is Susan p
That COW p cried the spinster, drop.
ping her nails and sprineing 10 her feet
shes a-makin' right for my marry
COLDS Hurry down, Dora, an head her
off," and she stood erect, waving her
hatchet and crying frantically: "Shoo !
Shoe, Susan! Shoe n
Finding words Intellectual, Miss Pru-
dencc resortod to arms, and, snatching
her bonnet from her head, flung il at
the COW just as she reached the middle
of the Aower-bed. This succeeded 10
producing an effect. at any rate, for the
bonnet lodged on Susan's horns. and
she bewildered, turned about among the
flowers, caught her horns in the rungs
of the ladder, throwing it to the ground,
and rushing from the yard, was soon
nipping daisies and buttercups rs con-
tentedly as il no thought Of mischief
had ever entered her stupid head.
The righteousness Of the situation was
too much for Dora's gravity, and scram-
bling back to the ridge-pole, she sank
down. overcome with laughter.
If don't see anything so very funny"
said her aunt tartly. "My green bun
nit spilled, my best posy bed in ruins,
an US up here sixteen feet from the
ground, if an inch How we'll git down
is more than know"
Dora giggled again. 1--WE must jump,
auntie."
Jump? Yes, jump! an nothin' softer
TO lighter onto than stone pavement.
Then we must slide down the light
ming rod, or--oh I'll tell you the
wind is raising and we will spread our
skirts and descend like paracbutes r.
81 thought you had some little sense
Dorinda !" exclaimed Miss Prudence
severely.
II have, ever 30 little, auntie. Civ,
me the Ratchet and | will finish thii
mending."
But how shall wo get down, girl ?
"Why, auntie, seriously, | suppos'
we shall be obliged 10 stay here unit
some one happens along. Won't the!
stare to sec Miss Shaw and her niec'
roosting on the ridge-pole, high ant
dry. Dry, that is, if it don't rain be
fore they come y
"Wait2 Wait, an the rain a-comin
az fast as it can come p
1--WE shall be struck by lightning,
said Dora. meditatively. She well kne'
her aunt's terror Of storm and, it ma,
be, took a malicious delight in tantaliz
ing her in return for some Of the har
things she had said of Phil.
1--WE shall be killed. know "
shall !" reiterated Aunt Prudence, !
despair.
At sight of the white face, Dora
heart relented Rising, she looked abou
for aid, presently discovered an objcC
; that brought the dimples TO her cheel
again