Morning journal and courier., 1894-03-03
No. 54

ventured one of the brAvest of the bare. legged Pembroke lads
 ., Sinaf-sinsl Well rAythsri" snort4d tne old man on crutches- sFThar's whsr
 tn hull trouble come Tn Salvsshun band
 cudn't git note in edgeuise, drum n all, when Whey Jstsum jess heu'd and hsvid
 . leetle, n opened them purty lips. Why. that gal worked her skin t' th' bones keer. in' fur them three osptipgs," jerking hi. hesd toward the hut. '"S' whst'd she git, Not nuthini. Whatd she sx lem fur them that's got more money 'a' this hull townFu
 No one answered ard the sympathetic oracle resumed
 "Whst was iti Jsss e pssky orgtn. or melodyun, fur th' SuDd'y school. Dye s'pose they'd do that Iittlsf Not much. Said their vheszin' old 'oordeon 'n' their yeipin' old fiddle was c darn'd sight more music n Pembroke he'd s right r git; n then when that cOlleger felll cum Tong, SAcAaonin' two year sso-'n' likely feller ne wus-'n' took a leetle pity on Whey, n sent her orgin from Posting, they jess up n cold 1t out O spite"
 Said 'twuz putin onltksly notions In her head: I heerd 'em say As much;" in- corrupted the stone mksonis wife, Inmsdi- stely mapping her lips together and slow iy nodaiug her het6-
 "Yes," continued be of the orutches triuuphantly, "Au' then Whey lit out. But don't you forgit 1t. fsller citizens, vi- ney lii ont on her own money; her OWE hsrd-eArned money. She didn't light out with no colleger, neither. I'll isss bet my next quarters pension money sgin all them cspttngs s got that wherever Whey Jetsum lie she's vorkin' n sipgIn' n prsy- in, jess as steddy As she did in Pembroke. Darn my hide, Them oAntskerous old csptngs ought ter be 6 huuttn' her 'steAd O ssiltn' away for their health: n If had my way they'd bring her back t Fem broke, 'Pologizin' all the way. or I'd scut- tie their Happy Thought for 'en outsids 'Quoddy Head"
 '"Tsint no such town, 'thout her, ss 'twuzi" sighed Clam-digger Ike.
 "No sech tovnI No town st allI" sput- tered the old man. stump.ng up and down and around and among his listeners, while making the sparks fly from the gritty rock and shingle with the Iron fsrrpIes of his crutches. "So more spellinis down; no donssaun parties fur tn psssou; no sing in school; no more clsmbakes; no quilt inc; no picknickin'; no rsviyklin'; no nuth'ui 'N' them three critters done It. pshsw"
 tain himself no longer; and with 6 fierce shake of the crutch st the hut and the gayly rocking Happy Thought" stumped vigorously away mp the highway to his lit- tie cottage beside the mill
 Them three critters done It." said the fsrmwife responsively, as her wagon stsrt- ed away on Its homewsrd journey among the hills.
 "Them three critters done it, sure;" echoed Clam digger Ike, skimmIng bits of sivered rcck like sudding ses-fowl along the surface of the creeping tide.
 Unconscious and unhseding of Penn broke criticism, though full of important secrecy In their movements, the three an cient clippers, still locked within the hut, were holding the most solemn conclsve of their lives
 They were alike ss the almost flowing blue trousers that envelopsd their respeo- tive shrivelled legs; the blue pea-jsckets upon their bent old bIcks; the fluffy gray shirts beneath; the huge black keIchisfs dangling from under spaniel feared collars, over which poured s,rikingly alike cascades of white and shaggy boards, which seemed to leave but little room for reckoning noses, bsady eyes and wriRkled forehesds, az 1t blended into shaggy white eyebrows and shaggy white hair. running like wrsaths of weIl-hacklsd hemp from il @ nsPes of their scrsgyy necks up over their hsiry esrs-nicely defining little, round spaces of red and shiny scalp, all precise- y as If cut from the same patchwork pat tern; and still alike as the ancient sOu'- westers they grsspsi in their left hands; for their right bsnds laid together in 6