Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1891-10-01

A sallow faced man. dressed in faded
and insufficient garments, with knot,
ted. sandy beard, skipped lightly into b
Danbury dry goods store yesterday after
noon He had Rugged up close to him
in one arm glass jar with bit of dingy
muslin over it. He wanted to see TIT
proprietor. and clerk obligingly pointed
out that gentleman to him, who was
then engaged IN the herculean task OF
selling lady half yard OF linen. The
stranger stalked up 70 him
Be you the boss, misterg' he asked,
with a seductive smile.
"Yes, sir Anything can do for your
yes. said the stranger, carefully de
posting the jar on the counter. and with
an air as if the counter had been erected
with this object specially in view. Nv,
got prime article Of horseradish here
that want to sell you
Il don't want 10 buy any" said the
merchant. with a tinge of pettishness in
his tone
Its prime article. can tell ye.r
4 don't want it.
But You amt looked at it. you amt
tried it, argued the vender.
n tell you don't want it.
"You can have it for fifty cents. al
though it's worth seventy-five. I'll dump
it right out in paper, or I'll leave the
jar and you kin bring it back tomor
row.
ii don't want it. say Take it away
demanded the merchant. flushing slight
ly in the face.
Don't you git in a hurry. boss. per-
suasively urged the proprietor Of the
continent. you don't git such horse
radish as this every day, kin inform yel
growed the roots that came from my.
self. by jickeyl growed 'em back of a
barn. an | took as much care of then
cultivation as if they had been my own
flesh and blood Why, I've got up in the
dead of night with lantern, and went
out back Of that barn an tucked them
up. as IL were. An said TO my ole WON
an, SEE 1, ole woman. them roots viii
go to make glad the heart OF merchant
prince, SEE |, an here they be, grated III
an ready for the table. What do you
sayy
81 say. as said before. that | don't
want your stuff. and want You 10 take
it away from here at once. said the mer
chant, who had now become very red in
the face.
Stuff calculated the man. with 8
start. while his eyes watered and his.
under lip trembled. Stuff You call
that stuff-that which grew right be.
hind my own barn. an which has had
lantern above il IN the dead Of night
grated up by my own hands. an with
pint Of the best cider vinegar in the
country dancing through its veins-you
call it stuff. do your an you stand right
here an in the broad light of day declare
that none Of that horseradish will fresct
your cold meat. an set up before youl
children like a thing Of beauty All
right" (He gathered the jar up in his
arm again.) you can't have this horse
radish now You needn't whimper foi
it. Not word from you" be added.
with as much earnestness as If the mer-
chant had dropped on his knees and was
agonizingly begging for hopeless favor.
"You amt got money enough in youl
hull store to buy a grain Of it. You
shouldn't git as much as a smell Of it If
you was to git right down on your snoot
an howl till you were cracked open.
Gosh dun me-" be suddenly shouted.
'rl 90 out on the boundless prairie az
eat every bit Of it myself. if it burns 2
hole clean through me as big as tun
mel. an sets the prairie adre an devas-
tates the land
And with this terrific threat he strobe
gloomily away in search Of prairie
J. n BAILEY.