The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1892-07-21
disturbed sleep, exclaimed -
Why. widderl What's the ms''ef "n
what have douef

| Msrciful mani III tsint MI. S'sles
screamed the widow. and droppins ihs
clipper, broke from the OBTAINING clasp
aud new down stairs Where may she
hlaeS Miss Simnl 1ns vas doubtless awake
aud would ipquirsihs resultoi her errand'
She rushed on, 10 The barn and sank down
on the peck measure till her heart SHOULD
stop beating 10 wildly and her bnFnipg
face COO dosn,
shall die, / know | shslll said tho un
happy widow. pouring out the story to 'he
sympathetic COW 10 the stall at her side.
but found no relief She could not stay
there all night, and presently erept back
10 her bedroom. finding Eliza sleeping
quietly.
| believe Ill be sick 10 the morning an
get her to get breakfast, murmured the
widow. | can't ever look any OF 'em In
the face again. He'll go of most likely :.
He must be mad as halter, an l don't
blame him. And with deep inward
meanings and sighinps the widow Tell In
TO Q distuebed sleep. A grosu awakened
her near morning
What Is it2 she cried, starting mp. It's
only me, Sfrony. I've got one OF my
wust headaches. / don't believe can step
out Of bed today. It's always my luck.
wish il was mine. grosned the widow,
who saw the way of escape closed to her.
I'll get breakfast all ready and then
send Tony to call him, she thought, an
can tend Liza
Cheered by the thought the widow rose,
moving softly about, made her lire set the
table, and then went out to the woodshed
for an armtul Of wood. deciding to call
Tony when she came in.
/ never II get over it, long as ! livel she
prosned as she picked up her wood and
turned TO reiepter the kitchen, where now
stood the unsbasshed carpenter with
slipper iu bis hand. There was no re-
treat. She bent her head over the fryi
ing pan, paying no attention to his cheer
full Good morning
Good morning. be repeated, in the same
cheerful tone. aud then, stepping nearer
added, This is your slipper, haint w
Pretty hefty for so small thing. ia ior'
COTTON how weighty slippers was, but !
know my mothers wasn't as small as this
One instant Of proud satisfaction came
TO the widows perturbed mind as she re
aected that she wasn't ashamed OF her
slipper any way. but at this moment Tony
put his head through the half opened stair
door, slipping instantly ont OF doors as be
discerned something in his mothers eye
that boded no good to himself
The widow seiz,d the slipper and
sprang after the boy, but her hand was
csugh ght by the carpenter, who said:
Oh, come widderl Don't whip the boy
It hurts. / know by experience. and he
followed Tony out Of doors.
Mas awful mad OF me, whispered Tony
ss Mr.. Styles flled the wsshlbssin from
the pump, cause told her last night Ia
, nut YOU to sleep in the kitchen chamber,
an she's poin to whip me. You beg me off
won't you? She whips awful bard when
she's mad.
! Ikuow she does, answered the carpenter
with burst OF laughter 80 prolonged and
mex plicable that Tony gszed upon him IN
deep amszement and from that moment
had no further trust in him as mediator
With face dripping from his sblutlons'
and distorted with repressed laughter, the
carpenter sought the roler'towel in the
kitchen, then once moro went to the side
of the widow as she stopped over the Try
ing,pap.
!, Widder. be said, and sound OF mufiled
. ninth was in bis voice, and twinkle
in his eye Widder, that boy OF yourn
I needs a mans hand to train him. Now.
I've Q proposition to make to you. MY
gals amt comm up the way they should
They need womans care, for they hin'
4, learning TO sew nor do housewcrk. You
I can t train your boy like man. can
train my girls like woman. S'posin w
change works. There's first rate good
school over there, an when Tony's little
, bigger could teach him my trade TIL hi
was old enough to come back here snf
q farm.
Still silent the widow bert over the fire
), have thought }! thi, thing good
A while. You zee man can't keep hons
n as woman can. the carpenter went on
= after long look sther averted face. Com
h now, what do you ssy2 Sbant we chang
WORKER
At last the widow turned her bead.
Iknow Tony needs a stronger will thai
!. mine over him, she said hesitstiDgly; an
10 IL stands to reason coud train your girl
% better'n You, as vision Of red and blu
20 stocking flashed through her mind. II
like TO have 'em here first rate, for girl
are more company then boys, anyway
n Bot don't know about Tony. He's neve
y been away from me night in his life, sn
"a Iwsst thinking OF takin him siihou
g, bis mother, any more'n / was tbinkin
=. your taking my gals without their lathe
', You see and the carpenter drew nearf
in the widow, and pu, bic band on b'r ara
G. which irembled yi'ibly.
We'd ought - beH one snotbei's bp
a deus. That's scripter an common sep'
"a too. Nov Sfropy I'm going TO try III
sound o. tbst one, you could have u
M girls 10 help you, sud msby Tony'd take
a, fancy 10 one Of EN-, an you conld trai
ep your own dsusLt.rin l,# an not have
lie strange gal comm In. with ways you don
or know thing about Come siddr, wha,
ee to bipderf
A. The thought Of ir huinR ber c~n dsns