Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1895-01-09


IL walls an fences i
all plumb straight, and there amt al
improvement in hay-cutters or hoss
rakes or threshers but he gifts a-hol
on it the fust thing"
"Ohl" said Nancy.
"Yaas," drawled Peter. 'Jest wha
/ was sayin' Right up to the mark
Their amt no gittin' ahead of him.
do s'po.e, now, he's made more money
outen his farm than any other mar il
Park County"
''Humph!" said Nancy.
Peter sat and looked at her, uncon.
sc:ousIy winking his dull eyes g. 81,
washed and wiped tho old India China
dishes with rapidity and skill which
inspired him with involuntary respect.
"Jest what was sayin'." he after
ward remarked. "Ezackly like chain
lightnin'. Never see any one work so
fast in my life. Fairly made ne
dizzvi"
"Well, Nan, there amt no such
hurry" said Farmer Hale, coming
complacently in from the adjoining
room, where he had been interviewing
carpenter on tho subject of an addi-
tion to his barn. ''Can't you afford to
set down a spell?"
Nancy Hale-a feminine copy of her
tall, resolute-faced brother-shook her
head.
There's always hurry" said she,
"till the works done !"
"Jest what I was a-sayin'," said
Peter, rubbing his horny hands and
secretly calculating on the chances of
his being asked to stay to dinner.
eur I smelt chicken fric.ssee, he
reported, can I'm dretful partial to
fowl meat"
Just then Nancy whirled around and
looked her brother full in the face.
"Ain't there no dreens to carry this
dish-water away?" said she.
Mr.. Hale shook his head.
eve ginerally pour it round the
roots of the grapevines and plum
trees" said he. 'It's called very fer
tilizin'"
'Jest as I allus say" put in Peter.
"Better'n bone-dust."
Nancy took the shining tin kettle in
her hand.
"Where's the water faucet?" asked
she.
''Ain't none nearer than the we'll,
said her brother, a little uneasily.
"Come now, Nan, you're completely
spilled, livin' in them city flats"
Miss Hale uttered sniff.
''And hope you won't put no nom
sense in Jenny's head" added the
farmer.
81 calculate it's put there already,
said Nancy. ''Why, Elnathan, your
completely behind the times"
ga man with a farm the size O. mine
can't afford to throw away no money in
humorin' the whims of the women.
folks" observed Mr.. Hale, with some
asperity.
"Well, want you to understand
one thing" remarked Nancy, giving
tho pan of dishwater fling toward
the trellis. where a venerable Isabella
grapevine coiled itself like o jointed
snake, IT shan't stay long, if you
don't fix up the kitchen little han
dier!'
'Jest what I was a-sayin'," NUT
tered Peter Pinkcroft, looking fur
lively from one to the other Of the
contestins parties.
"Our mother didn't want none o
them newfangled trapsl" sullenly
spoke Hale.
'tShe wanted 'em, I guess" said
Nancy, "but she didn't get 'em. She
worked herself to death and died atore
she was middle-aged. And father mar
ried second wife, and she wore her
self out, too. Father he stood it'll
bravely. He didn't have to lug the
water and pour away the swill and
milk the cows and run arter the little
turklets and ducklings-"
81 guess we amt no better'n our
ancestors!" growled Hale.
"We ought to be wiser, at any
rate" retorted Nancy, measuring 81
lidful Of tea into the shining britannis !
teapot.
"well, I hain't no time to stand here
argufyin'l" said Hale, with increasing !
acerbity.
Jest what I was a-sayin' myself
remarked Peter, slowly rising. '1'r
90 down 8 fur's the bars with you,
Squire Hale. It's my way"
The carpenter came back for a two
foot rule he had left just as the head |
of the two men dipped down under thi
slope of the hill.
Miss Nancy Hale eyed him severely, |
$50 they're going on to build an ad |
dition to the barn?" said she.
eyes. mom," responded the car
penter, returning her glance with tie !
respect due to a woman who was re-
ported to have "money out at inter-
,st."
THAT means more hay room and
more COWS, don't it?"
II expect likely, NOM"
"And more work for the women ?"
eyes, nom, thar amt no doubt O.
that"
''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.
"Yes, nom. And everything is car
ried of same way. The barns neat as
ary parlor. Squire, he's figured
taings down pretty nice"
''Humph! !" snorted Miss Nancy. /
She lifted up the lid of the kettle,
and the last Jonas Nailhead saw Of her |!
face it was surrounded, aureole fash |
ion, with cloud of fricassce-scented |
vapor.
''She's q smart 'un," said Jonas Nail |
nead to his two-foot rule.
Miss Nancy Hale had left her posi- |
lion as forewoman in a corset manu- |
factory to stay at the farm n month
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