The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1890-10-04
kRED COUNTRY AUNT.
|usINo ADVENTURES OF a
DAY IN CHICAGO.


Sister Mehitabers son Silas Il named
m myself for father) lives In Chi
60. He used to set groat store by
Cinthy. and he wanted to marry
br. but said'no. twas agin' scrlptur.
hen he tried to get her to elope with
Inn, but she told me what he was up
b, and he went of in huff. saying
he had too much talk to suit him, and
he next we heard he had married
leaf and dumb girl, and he sent us
word he preferred that sort guess
nobody was hurt much, for Cinthy got
b forehanded man right of.
Sile was making 1t hum In Chicago.
and according to his tale ''lived in q
| fve-story house by beautiful river.
drove his own team In the park and
ate his dinner there once week. see
ing all the parades." He drove out to
our house on the prairie to coax his
mother to 20 back with him and see
for herself how an expressman could
entertain. She nor hadn't ever been
before the fire. and we had been afraid
to 60 since. Mehitabel said her rLeu-
matiz was better nussed at homo than
abroad and set in for me to 60 in her
stead.
Well. II It hadn't OF been for the pill
low l put behind my back l would have
clean give out before got half way.
We rode and rode and rode miles and
miles and miles after Sile told me we
was in Chicago. but houses was as
scarce as chickens teeth and no streets
tas far as could see. At last they got
thicker AMI streets to match till we
fetched up to his five-story house. It
turned out to have five families In it.
and Silas lived on the top floor. Tho
Lord placed me on the ground floor and
don't believe in soaring up In the sky
till I'm called for good. BY the time /
had climbed up to his roost ! hadn't q
breath to say how be your to Phoebe.
Sile and she twisted their fingers at
each other till thought should
screech. it was so funny! Phoebe
smiled and shook hands like other
folks. and as far as could jedge her
bed and vittles were good, and her
bread riz the same as what mine did.
but, oh, II was awful quiet and solemn.
Sile shut up too as tight as a drum
when he got home, but his tongue did
wonders whsn he came to eat.
/ watched all night for fires. !
didn't dare to undress and may be lose
my best gown. Right after breakfast
put on my bunnit and me and Sile
went out together He said he was go
ing to show me "a crib" ! thanked
him kindly. but told him didn't care
to waste my time that way. Crib.
indeedi just as II couldn't look at his
old one any dayD Then he proposed
visit to the board Of trade, but | had
shed full OF 'em at home. awaitin' my
own figure, and been used to lumber
all my life. bein' native OF Maine. /
said didn't care to go there, either.
What do you think he proposed nextp
1t makes me mad to remember the
invite! "Let us 60 to the stock yards"
says Sile, 'and see how many critters
can be killed In mint" Think OF it!
Me. that always stuck my fingers In my
ears and shet to the door whenever a
chickens neck had to be rung! I felt
real hurt and 1 know Silas wasn't
pleased with me. was kind OF home
sick and unhappy. I was kind Of
trembly. too. from the cable show in
the morning.
was bound not to ask question;
II Sile was dumb would be hummer!
For, / had rode on the. Erie Canal
when was girl. coming from York
State. and ! allowed that this cable
might be little better than the line
boats. may be as good as the packets.
with their three horses and bugle.
Any fool knows that cable ropes and
line is one and the same thing the
world over, and ! expected to see
enough clean water to float US, but
there we stood In the road. no water,
no tow-path, not hoof nor hair OF
mule to draw. but great juggernaut
coming down like mad upon US. To
this mint don't know how we ever
got set down inside it! didn't forget
my manners II was omboberated,
for / turned round and asked the
people that set behind to excuse my
back. and I said ''good-morning' to
all that set near. but not word come
out OF their heads. A load OF dunn
mics out for an airing. thought L
4 We spun along Of ourselves at .
great speed, and powerful az Il was
any man. woman or child could stop
the whole thing from the roadside by
Just holding up ono hand. II was
wonderful
A man with black streals on HE face
was standing up in 'front.' trying TO
pry up something with . crow-bar
from under the boards. couldn't
help saying. kind-liko. "Hadn't you
better walt sonny. till we stopr Il
will b easier 10 get Il out" He
couldn't have been we'll. for he turned
round and showed me his tongue. 1t