Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-01-10

of the pleasant chamber TO which she
conducted him, Il would like a needle
and thread. l caught my coat sleeve
ON the door of the coach and the re
suit is a sad looking rent
And he held up his arm 70 show the
extent of the damage.
THAT is too bad, but a soon
mend it for you. I'm afraid she
added, with her sunny smile, that IN
less you are more nimble with the
needle than father is you would
have a hard time mending that. 1t Is
a dreadful tear and it will show, the
best | can do"
Mr.. Graves laughed, and handed ha
the garment with a grateful look.
THE worst Of it is" he added, Il
had a parcel checked on the ears and
the baggage man couldn't find it at the
station when | arrived. IL contained
more suitable garments than these for
tomorrow
Il hope it is not lost, said Doris.
Probably it will be found in time
for me 10 check il back again when |
return"
In the meantime Mrs. Appleby was
busting about in the preparation Of
tea, and the deacon, having finished
mending the harness, was out attend
ing to the chores, which always hurried
him at that hour.
Six o'clock came; supper was all
ready. Still no express bundle arrived
for the deacon. 1t ought to have come
on tine coach.
Mrs. Appleby grew more and
uneasy; even the calm deacon began
to brush with his hand the clothes he
had on, wondering if they couldn't be
made TO answer in cas- his new suit
did not come.
But no-they would not do. He had
been Inundated enough by being COM
PEELED TO wear them to town that day.
The truth was, his thrifty wife had
undertaken a few days before these
events TO sponge the deacon's clothes
with a famous cleansing soap which
had been recommended TO her.
The soap was indeed effective. 1t re-
moved all the stains and grease, but
at the same time took out every vestige
Of the original dye wherever the
sponge was applied. The result was a
generally notified effect which was 50
ridiculous that the wearer laughed
every time he looked at them.
He had hoped that the new suit
would arrive before the young minister
came down to supper. But it was a
vain hope.
Il guess he'll think we're mortal poor
for you to wear them things" said
Mrs. Appleby.
''Mebbe he'll think I'm all the more
stiddy for a deacon if l don't pay sc
much attention to dress, like the
worlds people" was the ready reply.
As a matter of fact Mr.. Graves did
not think of noticing his genial hosts
attire, and although Mrs. Appleby was
'-idgety" at the table Doris and her
father were pleasant enough to make
up.
But when Q o'clock-the deacon's
bedtime-came and Mr.. Graves retired
for the night the Applebys looked at
each other in dismay.
Now what dye think exclaimed
Mrs. Appleby.
Looks as If I'd got 10 stay at home
from meetin' tomorrow or go and wear
these here brindled trousers said the
deacon with a rather dismal smile.
IF it only wasn't wicked to pretend
to be i'll and not to 60" said Doris
family.
But it Is v.o.,ed. asserted her ia
ther.
jest as expected twould urn oui
when you come home without the new
clo'es, said Mrs. Appieby.
Il don't see how I could help il
They needed Gx.n' over and | knew
you'd scold II ] azcd you to do it witt
so little time
"You oughter got IN the fust of TIM
week, a. / told ye 20. Il all ONE o
your procrastiuatin that I'm allus tell
in ye about.
There is somebody ~ the door thi
minute, cried Doris, and she flew Il
answer the knock.
A boy stood on the step with
bundle.
Express for the deacon, - explaine'
the youngster. Carried by on tothe
train, and come back on the n iron
the west. Dad told me to fetch it RICH
up, as ye might be wanting OF it,"
There, there, Samantha" cried tn
deacon, holding the bundle exultantl,
close TO the good lady's face.
Now what comes of all your talk
Here re the elo'es, and they sent 'er
jest as they said they would"
Samantha relented in spirit, as SD
usually did after the worry of the da
was over, and so they retired in peace
The deacon would have liked to try o
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