The Windham County reformer. (Battleboro, Vt.) 1876-1897, 1893-03-24
ELY'S
CREAM BALM
Cleanscs the
Nasal Passages
Allays Pain and
Inflammation,
Heals the Sores,
Restores the
Senses of Taste
and Smell.
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Yes. your diary put In sister Kate, "get

Yes. your diary put in sister Kate, ''get
''Let me save you the trouble, said I. re.
solved to confess all. and then throw myself
on her mercy. II cannot bear to witness
your distress when can explain all with a
word"--but she wouldn't nsten to me at all,
and had to sit on the bedside In silence and
watch her turn the leaves OF that COMPOUNDED
diary.
september - october - November - Oh,
here it Isl January the 19th--Jau. the Goth.
'Rsined all day. Made pair of pillow slips,
and slammed my new delain dress with the
old one. hope dear Dick will come to see
me tonight-Oh. psbaw! that is 1877. Let
me see-Here Is 70. Jan Goth. Baby had the
Group last night. Mother thinks be Is bad
off. Wish Dick was here'-and here the liz.
| tie woman threw her hook down, and burst
out sobbing as though her heart would break.
"Ob, Dick-Dlck To think that-strug-
Cling on alone-here by myself-and our lit
tie, darling baby at deaths door-everything
| to see after-and you off with her."
The last word was scream which brought
me to my feet In alarm. Mrs. Miller was EVIL
dence approaching Mysteries.
"Ot-h-h dear." she continued. eff had
only died before saw that misunderstanding
there with his ar-r-rm around
By this time had reached the middle of the
! room. where, cOatless. III my stocking feet,
| and my head swathed IN red handkerchief.
| was vainly striving for hearing. Finally,
Molly took pity on me and interceded in my
behalf.
''It Is only just to hear what he has to say,
Sally"
"Nothing that he can saw will have the
slightest effect now," sighed Mrs. Miller, now
totally exhausted, and reclining on rug with
her head supported In Hates lap. "Speak on,
sir.'
II am sincerely sorry that this has ever oc
cured" began. ut is all the result of
very natural mistake. I am not your hus-
band, as you SUPPOSE
could not continue, for my voice was
drowned IN scream.
"And you have the hardihood to tell me
this before my mother and my child! On,
you unnatural moBsterw
I coud see that another paroXvsm was
coming on and fled. Not through the hall,
for she was between me and the door, but the
entrance to a side-rcom was handy, ard
made use of 1t.
l found myself in little apartment. about
eight feet by ten, evidently used as sleeping
room by the hired help, when such was re-
qulred In the busy crcp-season. The only ar
ttc'es were a bedstead and chair, but In one
corner sat q pair of gum boots, probably left
bv the last occupant, ard over the bed hung
an ant'uUated specimen of an army revolver.
This last took from its nail and mechanically
turned In my hand. much as blind man
might have handled book, not koowlDg
whether 1t was Shakespeare or the Bible.
Suddenly heard the voice Of that awful
bow again.
s.Goodv! Goody We're going to have
chicken for dinner.
No attention was paid to his camor, and he
proceeded to explain at the top of his voice.
"'Cause daddy;s got the 'vOlver and he's
goin' to sboHt our old rooster, Know he Isl"
sob, what wealth Of undying love was
expressed in the Mortified cry that burst from
my much injured, hut forgiving. wife.
"Quick. girls Qnick! Dom. let bin 90
do IT."
As some vast tidal wave might sweep down
upon vessel at anchor, smothering 1t in It's
overwhelming torrent. and bearing the shat
tered remnants back to Its ocean lair so this
half-frantic whollv-.errified group of females
invaded the sanct'ty of nv last refuge. Low
ing and snl'citous arms were about my neck,
the revolver was snatched from my nerveless
hand and hurled through the window. and l
was dragged back into the larger apartment.
Lite rally, 1 was 10 the hands Of my friends.
For a moment think was halt insane
from the tumult and confusion, and fought
like tiger to be free. but each of my loving
sisters chung to an arm, Mrs. Miller's blue
lawn sleeves were encircling my neck with
sutfoeating pressure, the old lady had me
around the waist, and l was comparatively |
helpless.
AS we were WALKING past the open door, |
some one dashed into the hall, and l caught a |
glimpse of q familiar face.
Never did Wellington experience one |
fourth the delight at the coming of Butcher.
l essaye ed to wrench free from nv prosecutors:
stepped on sister Hates toes; stumbled. and |
we all went down In confused heap. ~ as
the entire building rang with Dick Yelling
toms peculiar war crv.
"Great Boston What set of April fools y
He stood In the doorway with my hat and
coat In his hand-Dlck Miller. without a
doubt, | lay on the floor couvulsed with
aughter-also the genuine and only Dick
Miller. Wife, sisters, mothe r.ir-law, strug-
yed to their feet and looked from one to the
other In amazement; the Old lady standing.
'a!t bent, with her hands on her knees peered
1t us through her specs in the most comical
manner imaginable.
"Wal, | never did" she said. IA body
would think you was some kin."
Mrs. Miller had commenced to cry silently.
Ind knd.heatted Dick went over ard took
Ter tenderly In bis arms. though she still
eemed to doubt of his identity.
l looked at sister Molly, but she wasn't ,
rytng and consequently needed no sympathy;
therefore,, to allow my friend time to make
he necessary explanations. preferred an ell !
10 ~ to each of the amazed sisters.
"SupD0se, girls, we adjourn to the kitchen
nd see about some dinner" said /. II will
cave my wife TO entertain this stranger for c
he present." and, HE sensible Young ladies'. b
hey grasp the situation at once, aud arm and :
rm we left the room. !,
That was six years ago. Another snowy h
ottage now adorns The little ridge across the /
ranch. Several little Higginsons and Millers h
ave been added to the population of Arkan- d
rs. ard the old lady has passed 10 better a
md. but the principal personsges Of this
DRY still survive. and It Is needless to add
lat Sally and Molly have long since ceased to
ake any mistakes IN the identity Of their Is
'speciive husbands For the Yankee Blade n,
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