Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-02-20

hands over her face and gaSpCd out:
 samuel G&'lEp, we GrC n doomed fam. ilyl You brttvr put up that paper and git down the Bihlc, fur the chances arc that both of us will be dead aforc mid. mighty
 Mir Gallup had been reading about the czar of Russia on pagc of his paper He turned over To page and began rrading a remedy for the cure of hog cholera.
 II lad skVcrccly got into tho house and told Mrs Trowhrdgo what to do fur croup, continued Mrs. Gallup as her emo, tiOns cascd down, when she told mo what she saw last night. She was upwjth the baby at midnight, and sho jest haP ponrd to glance over this way Eight above our hcusc, and glidin back and forth anG danCin around. was rcd light what thoy call a t.vnth's cyo' Sho watched it fur five minitS and then hCcum sn sk> rt that she pnllpd the curtain down and daSnt look ro moro SamuCl-Sam"-'
 Her sutS Cl!nEVd her On tho table hV side her was one of Mir Gallup'S wooden socks, which she had been darniug Sho reached fer it and used it tO wipe away her tears, but it was a full minute before she could go on:
 "Samurl, you know what deaths eye means when seen at midnight! If it hovcrS over n house, then some one in that house has got tn die They seen ono hoy erin over Mir, Tylcr's house hCforo ho was kicked tn death by hoSS and they seen one crcCpin along the roof of Mir Shcp- pcrd house aforc his twin gals fell into tho well and got drowned. Do you think 1t means huth of Us, samuel. UT only onc?" MT. Ga!iUp might have VCuturCd an opinion if she had given him time but before he got around 10 1t she had cleared her eyes with tho toe of tho sock and choked back her feelings to say;
 II think I'm tho ono who Is called, Samuel. l think so bcCausC I'm the Attest to go and hrcauso I've bin ready 10 70 l thCsc last 20 years It's altogether likely | that before the clock strikes l3 you'll ho a widower and I'll be an angel, Somo wives would insist on the 1T husbands dyin nt tho | samo time, but that haint my way. If l you want to stay behind and marry q sec | oDd wife and take sich Cumfurt as you l kin, I'm not Eoin toQuarrol about ie I've never flung out and bin spitcfEl to you. | Samuel Even when you disputed me and | said it was David who was cast to tho ! lions didn't stand out and dcClar it was Daniel. Will you marry n widdcr or n 1 young gal, Samuel?"
 Mir Gallup worked the toes of his left foot till they cracked, but there was no doubt of his being So deeply interested in hogs and hog cholera that he was Ohliv | ious to Mrs. Gallup very existence on tho l face of this earth. She had 'Cryin spell lasting Nbout thrCo minutes. and when her sobS died away shc said;
 l 1t don't make no pCrticklcr difference to me whether it's n widdcr or n gal, as I shall he playin on parlOr mCludCOn in | heaven, but gal wouldn't bc as sot in her ways as n widdCr. If I'd bin a widdcr when you married me, I'd never hCv got IDR 1vy. a snore l think Thompson's oldest gal, Mary, would marry you, as shes bin dis app'intcd four different times and OrtCr be willin to take up with most anythn now, but If you want to look further shan | object samuel, will you git new dishes fur your second wife:
 l Mir Gallup seemed about to say some thing in rrply, but it was falsc alarm. He simply folded his paper and began tO read the political news on page Mrs GuIiIp waited awhile, and wiped her nosr as sh. waited, and then said:
 There arc jist few things l want tC speak of aforc l go, samuel. You ortcl gin tho pigs some sulphur in the nurnin, and that sore spot on tho cows back ortcI be grcascL with mutton taller. One oi the hinges is of the gate, and the front door sticks so you cant open it cant cum down from heaven to sec to these things, and so you II hev to yourself l.ct': see! Tonight is Thursday night. If the summons cum fur mo at midnight, you . better hold tho funeral on sunday. HoN you figgcrtd on how you'll act. samuel | You'd better cry n leetlc, both at tho housI and the church, whether you feel like it ol not If you don't, there'Il be talk abOu
 1t Hev you any last words to say 10 Inc''
 Mir. Gallup scratched the calf of his Jeff | kCi kn nf rirhf p most looked up from his paper. He hadT'
 any last words, however, and Mrs. Gallu: crawled over to tho lounge, laid hersel
 down, and after few wipes ut her nos,
 with her elbow she went on
 "I expect you'll run out nights, gi
 drunk on hard cider and becum tuff but
 hain't goin to worry about it. You ar
 old huff to know right from wrong, anC If you go to tho bad no one will blame me
 When you git home from the funeral
 you'd better git that tub of soft soal
 down cellar, and if you are not too over
 cum you might look at that qujnce sas
 down there and 500 iC !s has s0ured ! shan't waDt aES GCinGe sa>s in heaven Samuel, but you'll need 1t on airth. di
 sort of reckon on Twin till had made n
 lot of mince meat fur the winter, but , I'm called to go 1 can't ask tho Lord ' wait fur mince meat or anythin elsG n You'd better change your socks before tn . funeral, Samuel, as you are troubled wit 1. cold feet. Youll find 'em in the top bl a reau drawer, and there's a clean rag thel . to do up your sore finger. That's ahou < all kin think of, except that Mrs. JonC n has one of my natirons, Mrs Gilbel
 owes mo a cup of coffee, Mrs. Winche
 hasn't brought back my quilt frame - Mrs. White owes me as much as poun
 of light brown sugar, and our best un d brella was left nt prayer mectin last weel
 Samuelr'
 Mir. Gallup waited for her to go on, bl
 she didn't finish. Sho had fallen aslee
 He read for another ten minutes and the
 got up and fastened the doors, put tl
 clock through tho usual performance nT
 went oil to bed, leaving her to sweet
 slumber with the wooden sock held reat
 in her hands to mop her eyes or wipe h