The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1893-09-14

penter, returning her glance with tie
respect due 10 woman who was re-
ported to have "mcney out at inter
est. F."
"That means more hay room and
more cows, don't it,"
81 expect likely, NOM"
"And more work for the women?"
"Yes, nom, thar Gin't no doubt o
that" b"
"Do they hev to go fur for water for
the stock?" incidentally questioned
Miss Nancy.
"No, mom." said the carpenter.
'1t's brung right into the yard in
pipes from the spring on Adder Hill. !"
"Save lots o trouble" said Nancy.
ayes. nom. And everything is car
ried off same way. The barns neat as
any parlor. Squire, he's figured
things down pretty nice"
"Humph !" snorted Miss Nancy.
She lifted mp the lid of the kettle,
and the last Jonas Nnilhcad saw of her
face it was surrounded, aureole fash.
ion, with cloud of frcassee scented
yapor.
"5he's smart 'un, ;" said Jonas Nail
heal TO his two.foot rule.
Miss Nancy Hale had left her posi-
ton rs forewoman in corset manu-
factory 20 stay ut the farm month
and help around, in order TO give
Jenny Hale, her niece. chance to
"chirk up" For Jenny was not over
strong this summer.
"I think it's airs an graces," said
Mrs Peter Pinkcrop. IAN nothin'
else"
"Jcst what say myself" assented
her spouse.
"Cod liver oil, indeed" said Mrs.
Pinkcrop, "and iron pills! When
was gal, gentian tea and saxafrax
was good enough for anybody. |
dunno what this worlds comm TO-"
"Aint that lest what I'm nllays
sayin'?' retorted Peter, in aggrieved
accents.
Mr. Hale was full Of his new buill-
ing plans when he came in TO dinner.
Nancy was brusque and curt rs usual.
Jenny was quite silent, sitting there
like II dropping flower.
"You must hurry and brace mp.
Jenny, said the farmer. "Therc amt
no time TO lose. I've engaged three
of Mr.. Mcndex's Aldcrney cows, and
mean to put the hull north medder
into pasture this year. There'll be
lots 20 do. expect I'll hev to keep
another hired man, what with the new
team of oxen and the tobacco fields. -
Jenny looked mp quickly.
"And amt you goin' to keep no help
for me, father?'
"You! Mr.. Hale dropped his two
tined fork. "rhere never was hired
gal help in this house, and there never
shall bel"
"But you have three men, father. "
"Well, what o that? This house
ain't hundred-acre farm. is it?'
Father" spoke up Jenny, "mother
died young. I've always fancied she
worked too hard. Aunt Nan says that
my Grandmother Hale"
Mr.. Hale rose up from the table in
a. onss: ., htoSled, "thas yopr
Aunt Nan would mind her own bust
ness.
The maiden lady smiled grimly.
"We don't none of us do that, El-
nathan" said she. "But You Ntf set
tyour heart at rest 'fs6nn't sa7sstoths
ing more"
1t was late in the evening when Mr.
Hale was returning from the village
by short cut across the churchyard.
l IL II. tnt
fire flies glistened here and there, and
the two stiff, whits tombstoncs that
Elnathan so prided himself on erect
ing to the memory of his mother and
his wife shone spectrally in the uncer-
tain light.
As he came 10 the little grass-grown
path which curved in that direction.
he paused. Jeuny's words came bac-
To him:
Mother died young" And Grand
mother Hale"
Yes, it was quite true. His wife
had been scarcely more than girl
when Ihey carried her across the farm
house threshold, And he could just
remember his pale, weary-lookinS
mother forever bending over the
washtub, straining great pans OF milk.
and toiling everlastingly il the
kitchen.
'But we all have to work in this
world,' he thought, almost resent,
fully.
At that moment he heard the sound
of voice on the other side of the
high churchyard wall-Jenny's soft
voice, talking to some one else.
Eyes, said she, eve made up my
mind to so to the city with Aunt Nan.
I'll rather great deal stay here, but
tine work is too hard for me already,
and fathers going to make it harder
still, Aunt Nan can find me some-
thing to do, and--I don't want to go as
/ al tho woman nf thn family havn