Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-07-02

tGre In and the house to rights IN no
time. And the way Old Aunt Amanda
that's the name we gave to the col
Ored woman and her turban-made
things fly moved Mrs. Smith to wish
with tears IN her voice that the days OF
slavery Were back again.
But though the nest was ready no
male bird appeared. After a week had
gone by we women began to hate
him as we called the man Over-the-
Way was waiting for. We knew there
was him" by the way she flew to
meet the postman and fairly Rugged
the letter when she got one. and kind
o dropped when she didn't. And there
We're mighty few days when she
dropped, too. But his absence didn t
seem to bother Ovcr-the-W a bit
She was busy morning and night fixing
up the cottage for him. The big bay
window was evidently the pride of her
life. Every afternoon she'd put on a
pretty housedress, snuggle down in a
big armchair right in the middle of it.
and read over her letters. Harry Rob
erts thought it was all for his benefit
until he found, after repeated trials,
that she had no eyes for him except to
find his glances and attitudes a subject
for mirth. And then one day we found
out why it was she had no eyes for
Harry or any other nan-eXcept one.
1t was the second Sunday. just be-
fore dinner time-her dinner time
and she was in the window as usual
But she had on a new dress. and to save
her she couldn't sit still in her chair
more than thirty seconds at time. All
Of a sudden she clapped her hands and
gave little jump, and kissed her hand
to somebody we couldn't see, and ran
from the window. And then a manly
young fellow went striding across the
street and ran up the steps. The front
door blew open with bang, and Over
the-Way had him by the arm and was
dragging him inside in a second. Then
she let go of him in a hurry and ran in
quicker than she came out. If she
hadn't she'd have been kissed right
there on the front por CHI in plain sight
of every body.
We knew they'd show up In the big
bay window sooner or later. And sure
enough. just after dinner, they came in
sight. She was clinging to his arm and
just dancing on her toes. she was SO
happy. And just as she was right in
the middle of telling him how fine it
was she discovered us at the windows.
We could almost see her blush clear
across the street, and her young hus-
band Strengthened up and looked
daggers. But John Berry rose to the
occasion nobly. He had his overcoat
and hat on-he was just going out-and
he took off his hat and made bow, re-
spectfui and friendly-lil1e. as much as
to say: We're glad to see you, sir"
And we women clapped our hands and
smiled, as much as to say: Were glad
he's come at last" And then Over-the-
Way and her husband saw it was all
right and they smiled and bowed.
Over-the-Way patted him on the arm,
as much as to say: Here he is; isn't
he nice?" And the young husband put
his arm around Over-theWay and gave
her little hug right before our eyes,
as much as to say: Its all right
now; I'll make up for lost time"
And then we came away from the win
dows.
Young Mr.. Overtime Wayne found
out afterward that in public life he was
a travelling salesman for a big drug
frm-staid three days. Then he went
away. And Over-theWay went up
into her bay window and bravely
kissed her hand to him till he turned
the corner. Then she dropped down
into her big armchair and turned its
broad back to US.
He was gone two weeks, and they
were long weeks for Over-the-Way
But everything human has an end and
he came back at last. Well, it was the
same thing over again; only he staid
but one day. Then he was gone ten
days. Next time it was week, and
after that il was every Sunday when
we sat down to breakfast we found
them together in the big bay window.
But Sundays are invariably followed
by Mondays, and poor Over-the-Way
had hard work enough to lay in happi-
ness enough in one day to last her six.
Still, from Monday morning to Wednes-
day night she lived on remem brance.
and from Thursday morning to Satur-
day night ON anticipation; SO she got
along pretty well.
But one day. after six or seven
months of this alternate sunshine and
the clouds settled down in
over the little cottage. He
came home in the middle of the week
and Over-the-Way met him at the door
with q scared face The next morning
be left with Zig trunk. He had his
hat down over his eyes and never
looked back at the bay window. He
knew Over-theWay wasn't there to
kiss her hand to him. We didn't see
her at all that day, for by and by Aunt
Amanda came and pulled down the
shades.
Over-the-Way came back TO her |
boudoir after awhile. but she didn't |
seem to be quite the same old Over-the- |
Way. She got letters, but they didn't |
come every day now. Sometimes we |
fairly hated the postman-just as if it |
was his fault. But when she did get |
one-why, we could tell block off |
when the postman had letter by the |
way he walked.
By and by Over-the-Way had broad, |
bic lounge put in her windo w
and deserted her armchair for it. There |
she would lie for hours reading or look |
ng idly out of the window. And Jim |
tray said one day that he hoped Over |
he Way wasn't going to grieve herself |
INTO decline. If she didn't chirk up |
pretty soon he believed he'd get her |
islands address and write to him to
throw up his job and come home And
Harry Roberts said that maybe Over
he-Way wasn't SO much better than
very other woman after all and liked
o lie around in loose gown and read