Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1893-12-07

IN srmprown Q glri became an oIt4
maid If she was not keeping regular
company" by the time she was 81.
81 can't see why Nell can't be like
other girls" said her Aunt Dorothy. who,
didn't believe in old maids. Cant You
stop this whistling. Melliey" she asked
her one day.
I'll try, auntie." replied the innocsn:
girl.
So for a week or go she went about
looking as demure as possible. but it was
uphill work.
"Got a new minister. They say he'sa
Young man. I'll invite him in. No tell
in he might-but no, Of course notl
Well. I'll invite him anyhow" said Aunt
Dorothy.
A week or two after this she was. busy
ing herself making the little parlor look
tidy. when a knock sounded on the door
She ushered in fine looking young man,
with decided clerical air. but pleasant
and kindly withal.
The pastor and his hostess were soon
talking quietly on parish matters. In
the next room there was a rattle as of
some one washing dishes.
"I'll call Nellie as soon as she finishes
her work." Aunt Dorothy was saying,
when, horrorsl there arose in that young
lady's clear, piccololike whistle the fa-
miliar notes of "Old Hundred" Poor
Nellie had kept her mouth in its normal
position for two whole weeks, but now,
to the time of rafting crockery, the
notes rose and fell with startling dis.
tinctness.
Aunt Dorothy turned red and ther
white, fdgeted about and finally, wher
the assortment Of noises stopped, went
into the kitchen saying as she went
Excuse me, Mr.. Haviland, and I'll tel
Nellie to come in"
With blood curdling coolness she sale
to her niece: 1.-THE new minister is here
Come in and be introduced" That wa
what her mouth uttered, but her eye'
said: Nov you've done it with tina
whistle of yoursl Let's see how you'll
get out of it."
|
"Mr. Haviland, my niece, Miss Rose.
One would have supposed that rea
rose could not be much redder, bu
when Mr.. Haviland said in an amuse,
tone, Your brother is fine whistler,
then one knew that Mellie's first blusl
was mere tinge of color.
I'll have no brother" she repliet
honestly, so the evidently painful sub
ject was dropped.
"a remarkably fine young lady,
thought the young minister as he wa
returning to his boarding place, IAN,
evidently as innocent as her name. It
so dull here. l really must cultivat
her acquaintance.
So the feeting summer days found tn
Rev. Mr.. Haviland often at Aunt Dor
othy's house or in Mellie's compan,
wandering upon the rocky banks of tn
: river.
To the young lady these bits of sun
shine in her life were snatches iron
dreamland To hear the educated youn
man discourse upon the people AM
things of the big, big world was so diff
ferent from the humdrum talk and gos
sip of Gimptown.
Her aunt thought: Fancy! / do be
lieve the parsons a-getting interested i
| Nell. Now, if she'll only keep tina
t whistle o hers quiet who knows?-some
thing may come of It'll"
! Gimptown in general said it was a
t most scandalous that SO fine young ma
1 should be "took in" by pretty face
when everyone knew that face was dil
= figured by whistling mouth.
Miss Smith, whose age was an III
| known quantity between 20 and 40, an
t who had set her cap SO often that thu
article was badly frayed around its Fl:
Y urative edges, said, mo, he shan't /
bamboozled. not if have to warn hil