Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1896-12-30

xsk{S Ford. "Aunt Jean,
IsA ef couldn'tI go berrying,
XIV - mp in the pasture lotP
n W. "Nonsensep sal d
Aunt jean. "Wibh the
~ back bedroom to be
whites... he'd, and the churning to be
done, md the quilt 10 be got ready for
the frames? I'm surprised at you,
Catherinel"
Kitty looked with longing eyes at
the creeping tides OF sunshineven, the
hill, the great shadows that the apple
tree boughs made, swaying, on the
grass.
naples. kittie wished tbat-just for
While-sho could be Chat catbird,
and dwell in glorified region OF green
leaves, where churniDg, whitewash
pals and quilsing-bees were I'M
known.
She knew that even now the scarlet
poppies were nodding along the stone
walls like tiny soldiers, the wild roses
opening in solitary hooks, the straw
berries ripening in fragrant wood
openings on the hill.
As these tempting thoughts passed
across her mind, sbe heard Aunt Jeans
shrill voice at the back door, taking tc
some one.
"A painter, eh?" said she. "Oh,
YES, you're welcome to o drink o.
water. You can draw il, fresh aud
cool, for yourself. The wells out
| under ibe big butternut tree. =
painter, did you say? P'raps you car
wtitewash, too?" ..i
Certainly, ma'aml" said deep,
pleasant voice.
Kitty leaned forward to get o peer
| at the possessor OF that clear, soft
tenor.
he was young man. with sort 0
pack strapped on his back, and some
thing that resembled magnifed am
brella in his hand.
"Oh," said Kittie, to herself, ..
peddlerl Aunt Jean is getting hnrd
er of hearing every dayl"
"Well," said Aunt Jean, 81 d.
b'lieve Providence has sent you! IL
engaged Perkins Polk to whitewEsl
the back bedroom to day, but h
hasn't come near me. And here is i
9 O'clock don't b'lieve he moan
To come to-day. Perkins has took (,
drink dreadful of late poor creet7r
P'raps, sir, yor - Shitewash tn
back bedroom T.. o. I y
vo- yonr DIM aa ts -
dollnr for the
more LIBERAL tn,
Aunt Jean vs. sras. .,.
4 Of the .ysr, III T.
4 Of hat eyes 3
brirks rosy,
m he despefs.s -
You'll plense excuse Auns y .....
my good man." said she. "We dom
want anything to-day. There was
peddler along on Saturday, and W
bought oil that we required"
The young man-Horton Leigh wa
the name STAMPED in o1lt letters o,
the inside of his color, or,box-looke,
from erim Amt Jean to pretty Kitty
and made up his mind at once.
"Pardon me-" he said. "but I an
not a peddler. And if Won will ALLOW
me, I shall be very glad to undertak
the Job"
.rhe sooner the better said Aun
Jean. briskly. SCI s'pose YOU sin't 90
your oyeralis with YOU. That dom
make no difference. There's pair u,
| stairs as belonged to Hiram Hardness
who worked for us one upell, and
jumper Jacket as Billy Barlow wore
who ran away and joined the gipsies
six months ago. Kitty, run gp. stair
and fetch 'em. And the yo,snp ma,
can 90 into the barn a.i ri, 'em on
Well / do call this a streak o. iuck =
And in lesa than five mipntes tn,
"youne man" was mounted on a lad
der. brandisbinp a good. d.sized white
wash brush. Kitty Ford was churning
and Aunt Jean was tacking the auil
on the frames IN the best room.
There's nothin' like gettln good
early start on Monday morning" sait
Aunt Jean.
A. IL o'clock the back bed room
was winter and sweeter thsn any lily
the butter had ''come." the quilt Wa
satisfactorily arranged, and the Who'll,
family sat down to savory meal o
fried chicken, white bread, milk ant
strawberry shortcake.
''You seem to be very respectabl.
young man" said Auut Jean, critical
" surveying the stranger. "If ycu't
like to stay here and do chores fol
your board, you might sleep in The
barn chamber, and I could recommend
You to do whitewsshing jobs for the
neighbors. Deacon Dowd's house
needs new coat O. paint, badly, ane
I'm most sure that "idow Elnathar
Irueby would IKE her baSn painted &C
match the new house. ;.
u am greatly Obliged to you," saic
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