Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1897-03-13

pounds-enough of 'em. Pickles. she
often observed, I'm most especially
fond of, but Salnyel says they ast out
the linin' of q body's stomach. So I've
made up my mind I'll eat mine over
here, an then he won't know if the
linin' o. my stomach is rusted out or
not 1 WISH" feebly concluded Mrs.
Robinson, "that you'd look at that row
of empty jars on top of the kitchen
press!"
A depressing and significant silence
followed.
'Me an Tom," said the protesting |
voice, wanted to talk it over, but twas |
only between 12 at night an six in the |
mornin' we got a chance. Tom l says |
to him one night after she'd been in an |
borryed our last half-dozen of eggs,
sayin' she'd return 'em when they got
cheaper, Tom, we got to get shet of
Mary Mason!' Tom says, 4 don't know
how we're goin' to do it unless we move
back on the farm"
"But you couldn't well do that!"
"Not real easy. So L begun to give
her hints. 1 give her all kinds of hints.
1 said as how I'd never been used to
sassiety, an that much of it made my
head ache. l said as how Tom just
loved solitood-that there wasn't any
thing he liked better than spending his
evenings alone with me an the children.
1 said late hours was fearful wearin'
on our constructions, an that after
this we was going to bed not later'n
nine o'clock. 1 said couldn't return her
visits because Tom hadn't no use for
women that was allus gaddin'-an'
| besides it wouldn't be no use for me
to go over, seein' she was never home.
Them, an lots other gentle hints, gave
her. She only says: oh stuffn'!
amt one to make fuss because body
can't keep up with the rules of ettir-
quette! 1 don't mind if you never come
over. l won't get mad. / amt that
proud sort. Guess I'll take a bit of that
roly-poly over for SamyePs dinner
it'll save me maxim sass 1t was that
way right along. When she got through
eatin' she was sure to want somethin'
to take home for Samyel. You jest put
an extry tablespoon of coffee in the
pot she'd say, an I'll run over with
Samyel's cup. That'll save me maxim
some Well, when 1 told Tom that
them mild sayin's of mine 'ud no more
mix into her mind than you could make
sulphur blend with water, Tom says:
Tell her we're goin' to move back on
the farm. Maybe then she'll begin to
neighbor with the folks that has just
got married across the alley
"That very day-'twas quarter to
10, week ago yesterday-she come
a-walkin' into the kitchen (she never
knocked), a big plate in her hand. Like
usual, she had whole big welcome for
herself. I knowed,' she says, you was
, aimin' to have billed dinner to-day,
an thought I'd jest run over and get
enough for Samyel an me out'r the pot
, while it was hot So up she marches
, to the stove an takes the lid off'n the
r kettle an begins a-spearin' out the salt
pork, the turnips an the. cabbage.
'Sakes alive!' she says, proddin' round,
. there amt no carrots. Why amt ye
t got some carrots? Me an Samyel we're
reel fond of carrots .r...
"'Maybe,' says I, kind of sarcastic
a like, 'well have lots of 'em soon. That
2 is, if we move back on the farm, like
= we're tall1in' of doin'.'
"Tom thought that'd be knockdown
I blow. So did I. But it 'twasn't. We
didn't know Mary Mason. She smiled
all over "'Gracious me!' she says
s If that amt lucll I told Samyel this
+ lnornin' I was clean beat out house
!, keepin' and would like q chance tc
n recooperate. Here it is! I'll go out tc
O the farm with you an stay for three
- nonths!'
t 'Then knew that my last hint had
IL falln flatter'n. the breakfast puffs yor
o. make from newspaper prize recipe
1 had felt my family peace a-goin',
had suffered my own health a-goin'-
an l seen my dinner a-goin', too. So
q riz in my wrath.
IS ono 1 says, you amt comin'-fol
e you amt goin' to be asked
e "She bust out a-laffin'.
If "'Mercy mel she says, what on
o you are for iokin'! 1 never see the bea
@ ofsyou, Mis- Robson. / amt so awfu
/, perticller that 1 wait for folks to asl
t. me-
s "Then .my temper rises. 1t come u
/, like milk a-bilin'. You don't know it
- near the top till it runs over. L ain
Jokln', says. IL we move pack on uii
farm twill be to get shet of you'll
\ "'What's that?' she says, an stand
# there a-gawpin'.
1t "Ttll be to get shet of you'll re
!? peated reel deliberate. This is the las
,e hint I'll give We, Mary Mason!"
" "'Did she takeit? the visitor queriet
10 A faint smile of triumph iliumine,
I the face reposing on the PATCHWORK
ID pillow.
le 80, yes, she took it-along with tn
M billed dinner. She said, though, tha
w her faith in human natur' was shool
h She said she'd never again try to neigh
" Dor with woman who didn't apprec
d ate the friendliness of persons NOR
If accustomed to sassiety. She lowed sh
NJ never had much use nohow for folk