Passaic City record., 1892-07-23

N93EN more and then
for ''the States"
We, OF the s.L har,' who had known
him for two years, almost, were at loss
to account for this sudden rise in Hen s
mental temperature, and probably
showed il. Indeed, there were several
of the boys who limited that an explana-
tion from him would be gratefully re-
ceived by his curiosity -beset co-laborers; /;
but Hen would merely grin broad,
broad grin, and say nothing. But just
ten days before Thanksgiving he let the
secret out.
s'Boys," said he, in muffied voice,
caused by the presence OF a knife-load
of potatoes in his mouth, ''I'm goin'
back t. tn States!"
Open-ey astonishment all around the
breakfast table.
'.That's what. boys. Pm goin' right
after ThanksgiviI' tew."
ssThe dooce, ye say! Must've lost a
rich r'lation 7 ben doin' little rustlin
on tn side. Now think OF t, they
was some talk bout thar bein' some in
side 'sistance t. th' Badly Sites gang
wen they honored this hyar vicinity wi
th.r 'tentions last year." volunteered
'Ised' Posey.
Hen, having joined literally III the
smiles that followed this remark, went
on:
s'I cast tn insinerations back intuth
tn teeth O. tn red-nosed gent wi tn
fragrant name. No, sir. faint neither
one mr. t'other. Mebbe fore I go I'll
tell ye-an' mebbe / won't"
And Mr.. Hawkins again smiled, know
ing that the boys would suffer i'm
measurably until they knew whence came
the +" stake on which he was going
home.
Next day, Immediately after breakfast,
Hen rode off in the direction of Browns
vile, the nearest town on the west, about
thirty miles away, and we saw nothing
of him until Friday, when he returned,
whistling cheerfuily. The boys were
very keen to know what his errand had
been, for they were sure he had not gone
merely to get few things from the
grocer's and harnesmaker's, but Hen did
not enlighten them.
That night, however, in the boss's
room, he told the story to select au-
dience, consisting of the boss and the
scribe.
81 ben kinder holdin' off, ye see,
cause feller no ways cert'n bout savin'
lis milk til he gifts the pail out FIN un-
der the caow; but now, bein's I've got
it O. T., mays we'll tell ye, on'y !
don't want the boys to knaow.
aye see, twas this away: Bout five
year ago, back in Maine, Ic'ncluded t.
come out hyar an''g grow up VII the ken
try hull lot. 'Twant cause I wanted
t dew it, but We see, sort O. he'd tub" )"
sAh, yes" observed the boss, dryly,
4'I believe the late Mr.. Sites began his
brilliant career in somewhat the same
way. Was your difficulty about horse,
too?"
Hens laugh over, he proceeded, some
what blushingly:
mo, twan't that, hardly. But they
want no chance thar for poor cuss, ,an'
so l pulled out. Ye see, men Molly
Hopkins he'd bout made up aour min t.
git spliced, an evrythin' was goin' on
smooth's smooth, wen in steps oil George
Hopkins an takes han hisself or
Hop was high. toned OF duck, an put
on heaps O airs, cause lie was tn hest
fixed man in taown an he'd ben S'lect-
man an member of tn Legislator, W lie
| was only carpenter an hadn' ary red
Tn OF egiot might've saw haow things
was goin' OIL reckon he did but he
never let on til one night he come home
I'm taown au' heered men Molly talkin'
in tn settin' room.
''Then he jes' waded in brash. Gosh.
how he did go fer me? Went on t. give
me tn dickens fer my 'dacity in per-
soomin' T. tn ham O. his, George Hop
kins', darter. 'Th' idee! I want ye T.
understan', young man, says he, 'th't l
hev better plans fer her thin lettin' 'er
marry penniless carpenterl' IN he
went on an tore aroun' fer awhile thet
style; but stood my groun', TIL fn'lly
he says: Young man, when you en-
show a bank count o. ten thaousan' dol
lars, she's your'n, an not b'fore. Then
he grins hull lot, thinkin' haow I'd
hev t hustle consid'ble spell fore got
1t.
HWa-al. mem Molly talked it over a