Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1892-02-12
MisfeIlaueaMs.
THAT CITY CHAP.

Abigail Toxins that her mother
ma, as she called hsr--would not let
her, Abigail, go to the party at neigh.
Dor Watkins 1t seemed not only
ridiculous, but unjust for during the
two weeks preceding the sventful party
night, ma had not only approved Of her
going, but had even helped her make a
new dress for the occasion, and now the
night having arrived, for no apparent
reason, she had declared that Abby
must stay ut home.
This was Abby's side of the story,
and this she kept repeating to herself
as she sat in her own room late that
afternoon, looking mournfully ut the
new dress spread out on the bed before
her, and occasionally dashing the back
Of her hand across hor eyes to wipe away
those tears which, do what she would
persisted in rising rebeliously
But Mother Toxins tale was very
different. As she told her good friend /.
Mrs. Hopping, who had just stopped in
for moments chat, she had very good
reason for keeping her daughter at
home that night.
NOW, I'll tell you Mrs. Hopping,
because know you won't ever let IL
reach any Of the Weaknesses" Che good
lady knew this to DO the quickest and
most reGshlc way to get the story to
neighbo, Watkins family,) an tell
You why I'm keeping Abby to home.
You see, Tom Watkins has been keepin'
company with my girl for most six
month, and hos awful hard hit. IL |
let Abby go ter night theirs no tsllin'
what'll happen. She's jest 5 like as
not to get struck with that city Teller
that's comm down to spend the summer
over to the Watkins. They do say,
them that see him before, that he's
mighty pleasant, Now then, where'll
poor Tom be tell you what It's, Mrs.
Hoppin'" (and here Mrs. Toxins hsav-
ed deep sigh and leaned a very solemn
face over the pan Of half-peeled pota-
toes, IL tell you 'twould be down right
wrong. wicked, for me to let that young
girl go and jest p'haps ruin that poor
Toms life for him, now wouldn't 1t ?"
Eyes, indeed, Mrs. Tookins," the
other woman replied, "if you let her do
sech thing you wouldn't desarve sal
walton nohow;" and the pious Mrs.
Hopping rolled her horror stricken eyes
toward the rafters. Soon after she took
her leave.
AS Mrs. Toxins. standing on her
doorstep. watched her friend waddle
slowly down the road, she thought TO
herself: "Now, Of she'll only be real
quick and tell the Weakness, know
It'll bring Tom round When he thinks
he may lose Abby | guess he'll look
alive"
Mrs. Hopping, on the other hand, as
she turned at the bend Of the road TO
wave last goodby to her nsighbor,
said to herself: al know she thinks that
doll faced little Abby Of hers has got
ahead of my Sarah, but we'll see. cal
kerlate Hannah Watkins won't be over
particular pleased il | let her think
Susan Toxins lookin' for higher game
than her Tom for Abby don't care to
have EN- together much while that city
feller's round | guess it'll gall her
bit" And Mrs. Hopping chuckled TO
herself as she tried TO hurry along the
road
So the story was told half an hour
later at the Weaknesses. Mrs. Hopping
'jest happened to be passin' their way.
and thought she'd jest stop 10 10 let
them know Abby Toxins couldn't come
that night. Too bad, wasn't i'll But
then Mrs. Toxins was always kinder
stuck up" ETC.. until the rest of the
story, as conceived by Mrs. Hopping,
had been told.
Meanwhile the poor girl on whose &C
count these good ladies' troubled them
selves so much sat lonely 10 her room,
thinking Of the dance that she was to