The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1892-11-26

HersLall. Suppose be gets there and no
one comes to meet him? You said you
wrote on Saturday"
Mr.. Nail ran his fingers thoughttully
through his yellow locks, Il wrote an
said he was goin' to your mother SHAT
was wot We agreed. | understood you
wrote g. Saturday, too"
Mrs. Nails voice began 10 bile.
81 wrote that he was going to your
mothers, Hershall, ana there'll be no
body TO meet him al the station He
was so happy wien he started oft. |
told him that his grandmother come
herself to meet him !"
AN she would" said Hershall, ''ef
she knowed. How was it we como TO
get so mixed, Becky? Wen / said,
send him to his grandmother TO spend
Thanksgiyin', | Was dom it more to
please you then him. | thought you'd
like him 10 go 10 your mothers. |
plenty Of him. fer was feared she'd
be trlle cut up bout his not stavln'
with her"
And | was sending him East to
please you" said little iIersha.l's
mother. Il wrote 10 ma telIin' her
she'd see enough of him SOS she
wouldn't take It hard his being over at
Mother Nails. How come we to get SO
powc rlui mixed"
PLAGUED if | know ~ said Hershall,
musingIy.
Bnt when his wife again fell to be-
~ moaning the fact that no one would
meet the small traveller at the station,
he fastened TO assure her that they
would see at the depot to sending him
over, whereupon Mra. Nail perpleXed
him by another question:
CIV hich p,ace'il they send him to?''
Plagued if know ~ said Hershali,
gravGiy.
Wednesday morning Mrs. Nail rose
bright and early, and arraved herself in
her brown skirt and shawl, and brown
bonnet to match. People used to tell
her when they saw her in this garb, that
she looked like she might be her own
darJ liter, she was plump and purity. ="
Liz Brown would have liked
much to drive to the station seat
ed IN tie new cutter beside her
mistress, but she did not possess the
courage 10 put her wish into words.
Mrs. Nails grandson was to occupy the
vacant seat IL the cutter, and the girl
felt sure he would not be permitted
to squeeze in between two women
folks.
Did you put some cakes in the
satchel, LIZ"
.'IHs'm."
''fiaye the settin'ro nice an warm
'gainst We get back"
~ as H." said Liz again. She stood
looking a ter the sleigh with longing eyes
until il vanished from sight
There was no danger that Mrs. Abigail
Nail would be late, but she drove
rapidly after she had turned into the
pike. She arrived at the station July
half an hour before the train was due.
There, on the platform, was tall
figure walking up and down.
Mrs. Nail flushed a little when she
recognized the figure as her rext
neighbor, Mary Duncan, but she re-
manned IN the depot porch. 1t made
her feel rather mean TO see the other
grandmother there waiting tor someone
else.
''Ef things was different" she NUT
tered.
Mrs. Mary Duncan must have become
conscious OF the glance OF her nelghbur' 5
bright eyes, or she looked up sudden
Is, and then turned and walked back
the length OF the platform. 1t seemed
unnatural that the plump, rosy little
grandmother should be standing right
know who il was who was coming on
the train. She kept wishing in her
heart that abigail hadn't eaten the tur-
key n such hurry.
Iii she'd given 1t a chance to come
home en- it hadn't come Aid be right
an well, thought Mrs. Duncan, gazing
wl-ttuliv down the track to see if the
engine was yet at the bridge.
\ whistle sounded long and loudly on
the other side Of the bridge. and Mrs
Nail hurriediy deserted the depot
porch. Tie two grandmothers rushed
up to the ear AT once, almost upsetting
an Old gentleman and his valise, but
there Was the conductor looking around
him az he handed out a at little boy.
'IIershall Nail ~ exclaimed the
grandmothets in breath. and the con
ductor said, 'les, So and sound, ="
laughed, Jumped on again, and the
train swept by.
Then Mrs. Nail found herself kissing
her grandson with another person in
the way; ana Mrs. Duncan, who, with
similar difficulty, had carressed one
plump cheek, took hold of Hershall' s
right hand and looked daggers at Mrs.
Neil.
The two women hadn't spoken to
each other for nearly four years, but
Mrs. Duncan spoke to Mrs. Nail now in
her most SUI error and irritating man
ntr.
4 come here to meet Becky's little
boy she said haughtily. He's been
sent on 10 spend ThanGsgiyin' with his
grandmaw.'
Mrs. Nail sent the dagger5 back with
| interest.
"HershaI's little boy has come East
70 l.
mother Nail, +" size retorted, wrathfully,
taking the small left hand and trying to
go Oft with 1t.
4 have my datter's letter st home T.
cred Mrs. Duncan.
II have my sons letter in my
pocket' b!azed Mrs Neil, and Owed
for II. But she bad forgotten that she
had changed her dress.
Come on, Hershall," said Mrs. Dun
can. 'grandmaw's got the little pony cart
awaitin' fur you round the station"
Grandmother brought the new
cutter and cakes" said Mrs. Nail, per-
suaslvelv.
Hershall's eyes had been growing
! bigger and bigger. He glanced first at
one grandmother and then the other,
and burst out into d loud wall.
There you've got him 10 erwin ~
exclaimed Mrs. Dancan.
MARY Duncan, quit a-puilin' him
away from me - cried Mrs. Nail. sharp
| ly. Now, Hershall, you re a-goin' to
stop erwin an drive home with grand
mother"
But Hershall had no intention of stop.
! ping; in fact. he had only begun 20 CIV.
! he violently wrenched his hands out OF
/ the CLASP Of his grandmothers, and,
! stutfins them in his eyes, slid down on
! the platform and set no a wild howl.
| .'Lor little Teller mustn't cry when
| his grandmaw come to meet him, u
said Mrs. Duncan, tapping him gently
| on the top OF his wooden cap and look.
ing wretcned and uneasy. But Mrs.
| Nail sat down on the platform beside
| him nut her arms about him, and cud.
! died him close.
/ is ne s;,ee5ed. a-cettin' off the h!a
re-F 80 Sudden she commenced
/! nid the engine blow ciniers ia liz