Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1895-06-04

The gaunt, square mouse l. nave al
luded to bore sign with the inscrip-
ton:
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS. ....................
BOARDING by JOHN wHITFoRD.
and, Notwithstanding it's rude exterior,
when once you were inside, surprised
you with its homelike simple comfort.
On this mild September evening Mrs.
Whitford was busy preparing supper,
while her husband sat smoking his pipe
in the chimney corner-she buxom,
jovial and pleasant featured, with the
bloom of the Derbyshire hills. still on
her cheelxs-he, silent and thoughtful,
with his honest face corrugated with
| the wrinkles of care. ,4o .ht.trr
John" the wife said, turning from
her work, and speaking in broad native
accents, which no change Of country
had ameliorated, ST Gamma abide to see
thee 80 down i'th' mouth Heart up,
now, may happen we shall get word
across the sea from Jacob, an, II the
worst betide us, Capt Wixon may gle
thee a chance to work the new gang
next week"
Don't go on hoping against hope.
Bessie. Your brother-in-law is a scoun-
drel-nothing but broken promises and
bad faith from him-and as for Wixon
why, he's an American edition of
Jacob In rougher binding. It's bad
lookout, an winter just coming on"
"Well, mon, Oh told thee how it I'D
be- Thoust made heap o. money
sin we come to this ughsome spot, but
thy daft head couldna keep it in thy
poke. Speculation allus specilatin'
and allus on the wrong side of the
fence TO run"
YES" replied John bitterly, ''hit
man when he's down. That's just like
woman"
"Oi didn mean to do so, mon," Quoth |
the repentant dame, brushing away the
tears with the back of her hand. "Only
there's nowt left, now them Keweenaw
shares be worthless, but the sticks O.
house-gear, and the buds we wear"
Nothing" was the doleful reply.
mo dodgers but the schulemeaster
an the two lads, an God knaws Oh
Gamma keep things together wi their
havings."
Then John, Illuminating, changed the |
subject by asking his wife:
where's Elsie?"
"In yon, wi the sehulemeaster, was |
the reply, as the dame pointed to door
on the inner side of the room.
II don't quite KNOW" John said, very
slowly, as if he were propounding a diff
fcult theory, "if it is right to let the
lass spend so much time alone With that |
young man. She's getting up in years
now, and"
He stopped, for the surprise and In
dignation depicted on his wife's coun-
tenance were enough to check the most
loquacious. rR assoc
John Whitford," she demanded,
furiously, 'has trouble added thy
brain? A chit o. child, as has ma left
off short frocks, an young mon as
has lived under thy roof welly
word or deed as showed he wasna
perfec' gentlemanl Who put that silly
craze i thy soft pate? Frank Holbrook,
I'll TEX my Bible oath ont"
sit wasn't"
"Who were it then? For none such
nonsense entered on it's own account.
well, then, it was the captain"
"What captain?"
"Wixons
"Bah!" said the woman, as she burst
into supercilious laugh. "Oi thowt
thee was meier such gowk as to mofnd
that mischief-makin' tyke. HeEe,
how'd the heft o. this griddle, an OH
see for mysen what they be doirf a."
With this, she crossed the kit4p
opened door very quietly, trayess
short passage and abruptly opeaSd .
second door 1t the end Of IL /