The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-27

! Which dye spose tbs, this time'
/ Justification, 'baccy, or the old mare,
! Jimmy"
"Mebby all three Mebby more Any
/ how it's intemp'ranCe, Cynthy. Silas is
sot on lettin' Of Doll stick her head in tn
window, ev'ry mornin', for a lump o.
sugar. That's intemperance. Nancy S
sot on havin' mornin' glOries at that par
tic'lar window, an no other That's in
temperance. Silas is sot on his pipe an
threatens Z take [ Ticker. If he can't ha ve
. more peace L hum. That's intemp'rance.
Ev'ry time things goes a leetle wrong,
7 Nancy goads Sile bout how she's saved
an he amt. an tells him she's holy an
Z perfeC' and hOps right down an prays,
( shown him his sins like scarlet, an her
I own self white as snow. An that's in
I temperance; fur you kin get jess as drunk
on that kind o. religun as on rum.
/ Cynthy."
Dear, dear. But it's a pity An
them sixty year man an wife. N.Y.
but there's Silas now; awfully excited
I too. Guess I'll go in :"
As his wife entered the cottage. Uncle
/ Jimmy Biggs heard the gate open and
shut with a slam. He saw old Silas
| Higher tearing up the walk, pounding the
| gravel to the right and left with his
Oaken cane; but he worked away softly
upon the letters Of Memory" never APP
pearing to notice the little old visitor
until he had not only trundled up beside
him, but after that edged around squarely
in front of him, and then several times
| insistively cleared his throat.
be was a tiny mite OF an old, old man,
| bowed from extreme age, and shrunken
into bOnY bundle upon which his cloth
| ing tapped and f1uttered. His long white
locks hung in little twisted strands dis
| heveled upon his shoulders. His eyes
Elrn del hot for n . I,1
old stOnecutter noticed that a little
bundle daqgled from the trembling hands
which convulsively chung to the knob of
his cane
Jimmy Biggs-Uncle Jimmy Biggs2" he
at last appealingly whispered.
"Hello, Gran'pa Higler!" roared Uncle
Jimmy in heartsome greeting
''Sh-h-h :" returned old Silas, with a
scared glance in the direction Of the lilac
hedge. I've run away"
OH replied Uncle Jimmy, in tone of
sympathetic confidence. For good2"
For good - he answered huskily,
Going fur2'
Dunno. Don't keer."
Cant git long with Nancy, s'posew
Never, no more!"
"Takin' clio 5 an things, s'pose20
Grandpa Higher nodded his head at the
tiny, dangling bundle
"Carryin' a little ready cash long
s'pose!"
The little old man gave a start and
clutched at his pocket.
"Goshitymighty! alfred mad |
forgot that! Don't matter. though. Got
a leetle | was savin' up t. buy Christ
mas present fur Nancy with-no more
presents, drat EN-! That's huff. Don't
matter what comes O. me, Uncle Jimmy"
The swollen veins were leaving his
poor old forehead a little as few tears
begun to trickle down his shriveled face.
You'll do me jess one com dashum,
Uncle Jimmy2"
"Sartin', Gran'pa Higher. Name it."
wall, ye see, my Oh mare, Doll, hez
been used T. her lump o. sugar, regular
fur twenty year We wouldn't mind
pushin' one through the lilacs at her.
'cashunally, 'thout Nancy SEEM of We
now, fur a OF friend?"
"Silas. OF Doll shall hev tn sugar But,
If it don't matter jess which way We run
ter, so ye git rest from Nancy, how'd my
south back room ans'er, till ye kinder
kinder draw yerself together. Silas2"
eye don't mean it, Uncle JIMMY"
AN shar's tn south garding; room
open right onto it. Its sunny an soothin'
out thar. Nobody minds 'baccy round
here. Ye kin jess mosey round an think
it all over, We see
Here Uucle jimmie took the trembling
old man by the arm and led him across
the blossoming porch through the sweet.
shady rooms of the old cottage, to the
bright and sunny apartment opening upon
the pretty garden.
"Ye kin jess rest here-fur as long as We
like, Silas Take day er two. er a week
er two, Silas Ye might think over yer
route, an sech things. Nobodyl know
whar We be. Nothinll go amiss. Don't
worry nor fret. OF Doll'll git her sugar
Flo,a
min, Silas."
He left the old man, a tiny bundle of
mute and radiant gratitude, upon an an
Gent settle, and returned to his work,
where his good wife was awaiting him
with a look of eager solicitude in her
kindly eye
Thar amt room huff over at Hig-
lers' y SAID Uncle Jimmy thoughtfully, re
suming his picking and pecking upon the
tail Of the letter ~ in Memory. "
They're jess sore an wore, long o rub
bin their mornin' -glories an 'baccy, an
OF Doll an religun agin one another in too
close quarters. I'm afeared one or tother
! gifts this very stun, if sunth'n don't hap
| pen, Cynthy."
Mercy me, what pity! But, dear
/ SUI. if thar ain Gran ma Nancy Higher
| this minute Meetin' clos on, too. NV.
Jimmy Biggs, you're one in thousand
| if your tilosfy can cure this trouble {!
Guess I'll run in an see bout dinner.
| Mustn't nobody know Gran'pa Higler's
! in the south room, jimmy"
/ Not for the world, Cynthy. F7ilos fly
/ an sense has got T. go together this time,
| er its this stun fur one er tother o. them
! poor critters =
He was gouging, picking and pecking
! softly at the letter ~ as Grandma
Higher tottered up the walk and con
! fronted him. She was smaller. if posi-
BILE, than her husband, and as old Her
| shiny, hood-hke satin bonnet was awry
her shiny, alapaca dress was creased
with folds; the fastening of her shiny
! cashmere shawl lay upon her shoulder
instead of upon her breast; shiny oil
cloth valise was half as tall as her thin
little body; and her shiny bits of eyes
snapped determination from her thin and
shiny little face
Uncle Jimmy Biggs, whar's CynthyN'
"Oh !-eh, Why, its you, is it Gran
ma Higher Wall, Cynthy amt to be
seen fur a little. Dinner things burnin' -
Don't smell EN-" retorted Grandma
Nancy, with a few quick quivering shifts,
'Taint like Cynthy TO burn vittles, Well,
| you'll do
| You an Silas goin' down { Bosting ~
"Silas Higher go Z Bosting with me-"
! She jumped up and down in a little
spasm of indignation, sat down upon the
headstone briskly, drew the huge valise
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