Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1892-05-27

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mother2"V ReiNcmber the fifth COM
mandmcnt, Marthat''
-"Well, I can't Aelp tn sputtctl
Matty. 1--WE are crampcd and cofncrcd
and hardworked enough already, aren't
we, without taking boarders for corven-
ton week2 And it is bad enough to
have pieced carpet and mcnded cur
tains and broken. edged crockery without
other people finding it out. No, l
won't"
,''Martha, hushl" reiterated Mrs. Mills.
''We don't get chance to earn money
every day. Four gentlemen, at three
dollars week apiece, makes twelve
dollars. And twelve dollars is twelve
dollars. It's just as 1 tell you, Martha.
You must give up your ROOM
"AIy room isn't fit for a squire! to
sleep in"
And 60 to Aunt Betsy Billingscs to
sleep wilhelm. Bedford is here"
blatty tossed pretty head, all a-glit!!
fer with shortcut auburn curls.
81 won't!" she repeated. 81 won'tl
won'tl"
81 expect" composcdly went on Mrs.
Mills, "they'll be here tomorrow morn
ing. Doctor Pounce and Mr.. Laselle
will have the parlor, Mr.. Cushing will
occupy the big bedroom and Mr.. Bel
ford will have your room. THEY'LL
probably arrive before breakfast l
want you TO catch half dozen broilers
and shut 'em up in the three .cornered
coop, so they'll be handy to kill first
thing in the. morning. I'll mix up some
biscuit, and there's the blackberry lam.
I'm told the city folks like jam with
their breakfast"
"Bnt, mother" cried AIatty, "there's
Jim! We're expecting Jim every day
and what's is poor Jim to do2"
"Jim can make out most any way,"
said Mrs. Mills, indifferently.
"My only brotherl" pleaded Matty.
"And the only son you've gotl And
he's been out West yearl"
GIL risk JIM" observed Mrs. Mills.
ttP'r'aps he won't come. And if he
does, he'll manage somehow. 1 don't
feel as if I'd oughter lose this chance of
making little money"
"s1other-"
Snow, Martha, you hush, an do
]est's l tell you. My minds made up,
an I don't calculate to change it!'
Matty Mills went down to certain
| favorite nook of hers behind the barn,
where the little brook gurgled away I'M
der the branches of superb old butter
nut tree, and INDUCED herself in hear
ty cry.
N ''As if" she sobbed. sit wasn't bad
Enough to be poor, without exposing our
poverty to all the old ministers in the
ountry! wish there wasn't any con-
J sntionl l wish it met somewewhere
el I.wish had succeeded in getting
thorn School to teachl / wish
5ther hadn't put all her money in the
aazier's Bank the week before it
pkel wish I was n man like Jim.
could go out to seek my fortune,
Eead of staying at home and econo-
ling coppers and washing dishes and
hing patches on old garmentsl One
I'm determined OIL won't oo
81 the house all the time those board
there. If mother will take 'em.
nust wait on 'em herself. And
! an will III consent to use a cent of
fetched money they pay. And as
hg to sleep at Aunt Betsy's, ]
Z; }swont~
the moon rose, orange: gold and
rs through the branches of the
Z tree. Matty was still sitting
ar elbvs resting on her knees,
Abright tears on her cheeks.
Z I'll She fancied herself the
u able being in the world.
}lfor1, chs" Mrs. Mills had
door in bewildered way.
& make your acquaintance, sir,
ft Ididn't noways look fol-
3, to. morrow morning. Rio
shack, did youi Oh, no, 4
q nvenience to me- mot the