The record-union., 1895-04-20
Of a job eff It as Sunday every day in the
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'WeiI!' she resumed, although with a
shreWd smile curling her lip, ''ef there
want a to-do down to the Closes when
Ady come of age, then l wouldn't say so!
Lyddy got her delaine dress that spring
(hrst new stuff she'd ever bought fer herr.
an she was dretful pleasant an soft
spoken, an says she:
NOW, Ady, you needn't think be-
| cause my contracts up Pm going to turn
you of as ef you hadn't a friend in the
world. No! It's trew your feed costs
consld'able now, but We'll git husful o.
boarders an you kin stay right on here
jest as long g you behave yourself, an l
don't say as lsra'l or me won't leave you
suthln'-I don't say we will, but ag'in, ]
! don't say we WON'T
We'll, Ady spunked up for once, an
says she:
'Pll hev to be gittin' wages now, Miss
Close, an L 'lotted on workin' fer Mis-
CadWallader this summer-she's offered
me 1our dollars a week to do table-wait-
in am sich'
well, leave it to you how Lyddy fit
an, tore to hear that o. kind o. talk.
-Four dollars week. says she, AM
you the gal I've raised up an took care OF
WE'VE year come June, like my own
1esh and blood (an' l think likely she
had). You'd go off with your Mis- Wad-
caIlader, would you? AM don't you
nuSLlill
pack to New York, an what'lI you do
then, you poor ignirint, foolish creetur,
youT Well, l WANT there lady tor me
about 1t afterwards), but [ kin list think
how she sort o. blushed up, an says she,
wy, Mis- Close, me an Abe Wright
thought we'd git married about that
time
"Well, Mis- Close KEEP her on arter all
CIV her two dollars a week am kind o.
talked her over-Ady always was soft
hearted; an 'long about Thanksgivin'
time she was merried. The bOarders had
TOOK her up, as boarders will, an they
give her dress o. white cotton an wool,
an quite an outfit o. clo'es. She was
merried in church. Wright? Oh, he was
a. good steady man; l can't say liked
nlm any better II some others, myself;
but, land o. Gosheni | WANT the one he'd
picked out neither. Twas pretty plain
they was suited, an that's the main pint,
L reokon-seem's 50, anyhow. He was
old'r'n she, an forehanded, an he built
that house on the back road an had q
nice little place, with COW an garden,
an MADE split bottom cheers TO sell, an
he used to work ont time, too"
Mrs. Warren knitted a few moments in
silence, then she wiped her glasses
do you know, kind o. hate to go on. -
she said. You haven't forgotten the
March blizzard, have your" she resumed
alter short pause. "WeIl, it was awful
here. l never knew such a storm in all
my lie, an can't say l want to ag'n |
hadn't seen Ady for two or three weeks.
not to speak, that is, but L took real COM
tort thlnkin' of her, well off as she was.
an no one to boss her around or say
thus far an no farther. 1t happened Jo-
slah was to Boston that week, so | was
alone IN the house, an long about 3
o'clock L see twas settling down TO be a
tQH no hav
all on the roost, l rememb ber twas so
dark a'resdy-an' fetched in some real
Dig apple-wood, for 1 was bound Pd have
things In good shape. Well, the wind
rlz, and long afore supper-time it was so
thick you couldn't seen your hand afore
your lace. AM II the snow didn't come
doWn!-down, says L? 1t come all ways
down an up an crosswise-the' WANT
no top or bottom to anything. WY, the
was drifts forty foot next morning, out
taston way, they notched 'em on two
big ellems. Well, it might "a ben 7
O'Clock when [ thought l heard suthin'
outside, IS well as l could fer the storm,
but afore l could git to the door,
wouldn't a. turned off a dog that night
IN 1t bust, am thar stood Abe Wright,
his whlskers froze stiff, and looking for
all the world as If he come out a grave
yard, what with the snow on his clO'es. /
remember the first words he said afore
ne could glt his breath scarcely-you see,
he'd had 'em in mind all the way:
She's here, is she? Oh, good Godp
Nv ell, L never see a man clean crazy
| as Abe was when he looked round that
room an see It Ady want there, 1t
seemed he'd ben of at work up to Moses
Pratts an didn't reach home till after
dark, what with the state of the roads,
and when he hn'ly got4here, half dead
himself, he found her gone His first no.
/ a crnf ~
my house-twas all he could think of,
! poor man. Well, nothing would do
/ fer then but should go back with him.
! He wanted some woman thar to tend &c
! her an thaW her out when he fetched
! her ln-that was what he KEEP a-sayin'
! There was a kind of let up fer a spell,
! an he took Josiah's old bullseye, an
! somehow or other we made out to git over
! TO his house; l went on all fours a good
! part o. the way, an every minute he'd
! call 'Ady! Adyp or blow an old ii horn
he had, until, l declare, I couldn't but
! think o. Gabriel-it sounded SO wild-like
| that awful night.
well, when l got thar, you don't know
| how the place looked there was the IamI
lit an set close to the window, Jest az
/ she'd put it, an the teakittle over an
! b'ilin', an good hot supper stood on the
! back o. the stove. Twas midnight aforf
Abe come in ag'in, am I out thar, an
| every oncet in about so long I'd go to the
outside door an ring the big dinner bel
SOS to give him bearings. There was heI
| BILE, too, an her bit of sewin' Jest al
she'd laid it down, an what do you sup
pose 1t was? Well, I've got it righ
here"
IS. Warren leaned over to her work
basket and took out little roll of some
thing fine and soft, which she unplnne(
and smoothed out tenderly. The youngs
woman looked at it, and a sob rose il
spite of her.
"WeIl, my dear, felt jest So" sale
Mrs. Warren sympathetically, rolling
up the little garment and putting it back
but do you know, l was kind o glac
after all to think Td never see that lone
some hankerin' look come back in heI
face again. She must ha' ben happy fel
oncet-tilled full, as 'twere; an you know
how 'tis-it couldn't "a lasted. Find her;
Oh, yes, but not for three or four days
not till alter the snow went down. She
had lantern, an her husbands old rub
Der boots on. She must "a got fright
ened about him, an set out to meet him
and then when it came on so awful she
got turned around an the cold struck il
an she sunk down in q drift-she never
was real stout. Abe, he'd walked over
the spot. am round an round it, they
said-well, so it's. She'd done her bes
right along, an what amt set down be
low is set down above, l take It,"
Mrs. Warren drew a quiet sigh anC
rolled up her knitting, and for few mo
ments nothing was heard but the tickin!
OF the clock.-New Y York Evening Post
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