The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

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"Waal," said he, slowly scratching his
head, 81 knowed patriotism was at a pref
ty low ebb in this ere part o the coun-
try, but didn't know it was as bad as
this. And when heerd that Judge Ding
ley was goin to deliver a Fourth o
July Grafton at Picketts Bridge, sort o
thought there might be a market for
some fireworks, and laid my plans ac
cordin'. And | didn't think, Neighbor
Jarrett, you'd be one to go back on the
old day"
Mr. Jarrett worked industriously
away at the large blue-green stretches
of his onion bed, answered only by a
snort, which might have been interpreted
in any way that his interlocutor pleased.
Most of the neighbors hev give me a
small order" he rcumed.
"lIumph!" said Mr. Jarrett, unmoved.
Especially where there's children. :"
"Humph.'
"You see, Neighbor Jarrett. it sort
o sets the day off from the rest of the
year"
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"And it don't cost so Auch arter all"
resumed Mr.. Austey.
"Humph,"
Better lemme put your name down
for half dozen pack"
But here Hiram Jarrets Strengthened
his portentous length up With a jerk.
"Ye may put my maize down for
nothin'w said he. Except for a
man that's heartily sick and tired
of this sort of thing. l daano about
your business, but mine h pressin'
| and l hain't no time to chatter
with you. And, if it's no offense, III
bid We good-mornin'!'
And Mr.. Austey went off, muttering
to himself words that would scarcely
have edited Mr.. Jarrett, could he have
| heard them.
"Them Jarretts aint hardly human
said he, re-adjusting under his arm the
little bundle of American flags, in diff
ferent styles and sizes, which he had
not ventured to unroll. at does
seem as if they didn't think o. nothin
but gettin' copper pennies together and
countin em, over and over ag'in!'
| When Hiram Jarrett had come in
from the onion field, tired and warm
and stiff with long STOPPING, he glanced
with dissatisfied eye at the table,
where his wife had set out a bowl OF
raspberries and milk, a bilious-looll'
ing slab of cold salt pork, heaped
around with beet green's, and half a
loaf of rye bread.
"There amt no sense in settin
table" said he. I'D jest as soon eat
my victuals off the pantry shelf"
1T seems more sociablelike to SIT
down." said his wife, pale, faded lit
tie woman with light-blue eyes anc
hair already beginning to turn gray
although she was not yet forty year.
old.
ITS all waste o time, gettin' ready
and cleanin' up" said he, beginning t.
eat like famished ocelot.
"Mrs Drummer was over here thi
mornin'," said Mrs. Jarrett, pouring
herself out cup OF weak tea, sweet
ened with maple sugar and drunk with
out milk, because the creameries gav'
three cents quart for all that thu
three blanket cows" yielded.
"Eh?" said Hiram. What for?'
"Well, she's goin' over to East Hill
to spend Fourth o July, and she can
take that little Fresh Air child witt
her: her grandson's so i'll and can
bear the least bit of noise. And sh
thought perhaps we'd be willin' to hev
him here, jest for day
"She's mistaken, them" said Hiram
with his mouth full of pork and greens
Il don't set no store by children, espe
cially that sort o child.
Mrs Jarrett looked wistfully at he
husband. but made no remonstrance
She knew from long experience ho'