Wichita eagle., 1890-02-09

DfOOm ON ner Iatnef IOr reply.
"Come, take your Handkerchief and
wipe up them tears. l didn't eat ye, n
maybe Miss Tyler won't, but there's
small chances but what she'll try to-"
The squire turned down a lane with
grin at his daughter, thrown after her
as a consolation. But oh, dear reader i,
did you ever go to a dentist? Do you
remember the sinking heart with which
you forced yourself over the threshold
while every fiber of your flesh recoiled?
/ think it requires less courage to face
the flashing front of battery, for there
is a chance about bullets. Much like
this felt Sally as she quickened her steps
almost to a run to haee this matter
''over with"
Pale enough she was as she gasped
Iather than spoke:
Mother, I've just got a letter from
Westboro'
Mrs. Tyler turned her cool gray eyes
from the ironing board and surveyed
Sally, whose face certainly accorded
with her tone.
"You hev?"
"Yes'm: here it Is
Her mother took the letter between
her thumb and finger and deliberately
read it.
''Of all things! Here's a pretty piece
Of business! l told yer father t was
clear against your goin' to Westboro',
and now he'll see what comes on t. I
guess he'll hark to me next time Mar
~ you, indeed. n talks as though he
was pretty considerable sure you'd hev
him!"
Harmless fell this acute arrow. Sally
did love Joe, and knew he knew it.
''You kin jest answer that letter, Sal
ly, n tell him we don't want nobody
round after you; me n your father can't
spare ye. 1 amt a-goin' to have no sech
talk, not this ten year yet, n mebbe not
then. Eff you know'd e5 much bout the
troubles o matrimony S do, guess
ye'd ruther live single, sight"
''But, mother, III don't want to
write such a letter.
Sally burst into tears just as her father
came in.
"Well, now, what ist, wife? What's
broke loose nowT'
''Nothin great, only Sally's fool; and
another one o the same sort, only
young feller, has been comm round n
askin' her to marry him."
''You don't say sov calculated the
squire, as naturally as possible. That
does beat all! / never did hear such
brass One O them Westboro' chaps,
s'pose."
''Now, there you go, right off the ham
die, slap! l should like to know who
gev her things n money n all TO go to
Westboro? And hevin' Alng her at the
poor young mans head, 50 to speak, 10
you now! he turns around and jaws at
him for pickin' on her up! That real
man fashion, | do declare!'
Goodness gracious! eff that amt
jumpin the fence! Anyhow, Sally,
you've got to give him the misten quick
step. l sha'n't hev it, n l won't, n l
amt a-goin to-
"There you be agin, husband! How
do you know but what hes a real clever
young man? An Sally seems to kind o
set her heart ont; II | spose she'll be a.
gettin married some time. anyhow"
Thought you set your face agin mat
rimony, Miss Tyler
"Well, can't fix the world over ef I
want to, and folks will do so, whether or
no. And eff he's got means. and is pretty
n goes to meetln', why, in
five or six years or SO might be brought
to think ont.
ooh, motherr
"Weu, WHAT
After that the battle ragged. the squire
Mrs. Tyler consenting. till at
last, after myriads of words, Mrs. Tyler
sat down to write Mrs Phelps letter of
inquiry into Joe Dyer's morals, means,
manners. ETC.; and in due time got this
hardly satisfactory letter from Cousin
Jerushy:
"WEsTBoRo'. June 3, 1S--.
''DEAR AUNT HULDAH-I got your let
ter two days days ago, but Sophrony
and Mary Jane are both down with
and / don't have much time. /
don't know anything about Joe Dyer but
what's good. He hasn't lived here .
great while; he come from Springfield,
where he worked a good spell in the
armory. He makes good wages here,
and we think to our house he's q real
pretty young man, and ] guess good
one. Anyway, Fncie Tyler could write
to the head man up to the armOry and
find out all he wants 70 know. / can't
write much more, for the children have
most got through their nap. Give my
love to uncle and Sally.
Your affecsionate niece,
''JERUsHA PHELPs.7
Well groaned the squire. from the
side of the room behind his wife, giving
Sally look as full of mischief as boys
II wash my hands o the hull business.
You've took it up. Miss Tyler, az g'inssmy
feelin's, n you can kerry it OUT"
"Jest as eff l should 20 n write let-
ber to that man up TO Springfield, ir,s-
band. 'Tain't my business; men folks
never want women a-wnsin' to them
about sech things I should make
mess ont; and reelly, eff you do care about
5ally's feelin's, you'd oughter do it right
of."
well, wellr' groaned and gYinned the
,ouire, "it's no use talkin' no more. Fetch
me the paper, Sally: I'm go n do itn
# I've got ter
So the squire indicted the following
epss4e. peculiar In more than IT'S brevity:
June 4. 1S-.
i' MI Adkins. Esq:
SIR have heerd that a young man
>alled Joseph Dyer vorke-d to your shops
sst wear. What did be do and how did