Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-01-10

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they had a narrow margin of time in
which to do the ordinary morning
work of q farm, which cannot be omit
ted even on the Sabbath.
This tended to irritate Samantha.
and even the deacon found il hard u
keep his Sunday countenance during q
hastily prepared breakfast. MIR. GraVe'
was a little anxious over the coming or
deal of preaching, for the second time
in his experience, a regular written ser
mon.
'We'n be late, just as sure as the
worldl" said Mrs. Appleby for the doz-
enth time after Mr.. Graves had gone
to his room for a half hour of medita-
ton.
Time enough, mother. Don't fret
said the deacon.
But you've got your clothes 70
change yet, and no known whether
they'll come within a rod of httin ye''
persisted Mr. Appleby.
I'm resk it. I'll veal 'em anyway,
fit or no fit" said the deacon impa
tiently.
Il will hitch up the horse for you
father, so you can have nor time
said Doris.
That's a good gal! / wish ye
would. Tor | declare for it | hate to
have ter hustle round 50 like a houe
afire Sunday morning"
Mr.. Graves came down ready to
start. Mrs. Appleby tried to entertain
him with becoming before meeting
topics while the deacon was getting
ready. Doris came in and said the
team was ready.
Still Deacon Appleby did NJ put in
an appearance. His wife tidgeted,
Doris became uneasy, and Mr.. Graves
looked AT hi- watch.
WHAT IT, the name Of natur an
that man be a-doin'F' exclaimed Mrs.
Appleby at last.
She started to 60 and see. when the
door opened and Deacon Appleby came
in. His face was very red. and there
was a queer pucker about his lips as
though he were suppressing an inclina-
ton to laugh.
Good land,' calculated Mrs. AP
pleby.
why. fatler!" Doris exclaimed.
Mr.. Graves stared at the apparitinn
in the doorway. then looked down at
his own slim length, and back again at
the ample figure Of his host, while hhs
pale cheeks became almost as red as
the deacon's.
Got the hoss readyT ventured the
latter.
Yes. father. But
wall, we hain't much time to spare.
Ye SEE The good man was on the
point Of making an explanation, but
checked himself and began, with short,
cautious steps to cross the room, add
ing:
Come, come, If the hos is ready"
A more ridiculous figure than thai
cut by the deacon it would be hard u
imagine.
He had put on mis- new suit of clothes
They were made of dark goods Of fin
quality. But the legs were seTera
inches too short, and so tight that the!
set like the costume Of a circus per
former. The coat was equally short
and TO introduce the buttons to thei
respective buttonholes would haV
been an impossibility. And every mo
ment the deacon made "A vain attemp
to stretch the too economical waistcoa
down to cover a zone Of white shirt ant
suspender buttons betwixt that Carmen
and the trousers.
what in the world did you bu-
them duds for casped Samantha il
the deacon's ear, when they were sat
ed beside each other on the forwar
seat Of the beach wagon.
Don't say a word. please don't. am
mebbe there won't nobody notice it!
was the hurried response.
Not notice EN- echoed Mrs. Az
pleby.
There's a pesky mistake, unless tn
clo'es shrunk tremendously after | lef
them" said the deacon.
At the meeting house the latter glid
ed into a pew near the door PARTIAL
dnobserved, after the services were be
gun; and in perspiring misery he sa
through the hour Of worship unit
aroused by a touch upon his arm. ]
wa the boy who had brought the e,
press bundle the evening before, an
he had another bundle now.
Dad didn't see this when h
sent me up last night, and 50 | fetche
it here, KNOWN you always was Il
maatip' said the hoy handing over an
other bundle.
What have you there, father.
=, Doris exclaimed noticing the bundl
Rugged under his arm.
"Oh-yes-I forgot-but its YOUR
D I guess" he stammered, giving it
Mr.. Graves.
a The latter looked at it and shook h