Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1897-11-20

$NKS Nav. honey"
INV ''Ner the simhns?
n Nav, chile"
1N can You'll dig n
w big mess o sweet
potatoes to baker"
"Yas, vas. sugar
AN cook all the other truck Jest /
like 1 tole you, an hev over thing ;
ready precisely al six o'clock2"
"Yas, honey, vas"
Uncle Tip Tucket, who sat on
backless chair in the open passageway
between two LOG, rooms, looked little
bewildered and clutched AZ has scant
locks "a II 70 hold onto his memory
ere IL should give him the slip, as his
niece ratified of her brisk catechisn.
he was a slow, aniable man. with
mild, blinking eyes and wispy gray
hair.
Izora Trcket his niece. was ell
briskness. from her quick, black eyes
10 her long feet neatly laced into her
wcll-polished best shoes. Her freshly
done up pink lawn skirt set out around
her. unyieldiugly stiff and smooth
with abundant starching aud elaborate
ironing. and ratified crisply when she
moved: her white waist was like tan,
every frisl and fold sticking out with a
sharp edge 70 It, Her light, thln hair
was braided tightly aud fastened very
fatty against her head. aud her best
handkerchief was pinned smoothly
around her neck.
"Izory. / can't find airy clean han
kerchuf." drawled a plantive voice
from the room on the left OF the pas
sageway. aud another girl appeared II
the doorway. in n costume the counter
part OF Izora's. excepting that tn
skirt was blue Instead Of pink Thu
second girl was younger than lzora
plumper. more deliberate OF movcmea
aud softer Of voice.
With a brisk movement Izora dashc
past her into the room, like a pink ao
white streak, her skirts rustlip
starchily.
"Wisht you'd a-said so before" 81
commented briskly. unlocking truu
and lifting the lid Of n box lnsid
Eve amt got any time to lose. !
loan you my buff border one; an do.
you crumple it up an tie knots IN
like YOU done with yourn last Sunday
The plump girl blushed, AMI s
.lown upon the edge of the bed W
it, blue and white counterpane al
sun, square pillows, and was prompt
bounced upon by Izora.
''Git upw said she. ''Nou're
mussin' the kiverlid. Susan.
"Izorv." said SUsan. as She NOV
over To the window, don't you recl1
Uncle Tip'd kinder like 10 80 long
the picnic, too:'
Reckon So, responded Izora, "
was giving ner mind 10 the setting
her white straw hat. with its pink I
bons, straw loops. huge, bobbing !
rose and chunky bud. on the exact
OF her head, where she secured ii
iabbing long pin through 1t an
strand of her hair.
An 1 don't see" pursued Sus
speculatively, "whut'd be the hurt
Susan Tucket, dir you idi
demanded Izora, wheeling abe
First place, who'd git supper? A
Gid Tomplins shore TO be long v
me, an more'n likely Sam Bean v
YOU, an wouldn't We hev 20
Seootin' round like hoppergrasse
eoOkin' supper Std of takin' II p
An second place, amt that long -nC
old maid Clementyne Plumnins b,
to be there, an ain't she got her VI
cat-eyes onto Uncle Tip, an he'd
there fer the last ten years? She
snapped him up like a iaybird do
bug, forty times over, ef it hedn'
been fer me upsettin' her plots
keepin' him out'n her way He's
lin enough to be snapped up, sn'
sit 'em at picnic playin' =
Phoebe an Two Thinkers, an th
be engaged inside of hour. I'll in
YOU. L amt KEEP 'em apart this
10 let 'em git together at picn
last"
"Well, I do'no," drawled ST.
smaybe they air that away.
what eff they was to? Clemeu
amt noways mean or fractions
lawl you kin most run over IA
lou wan: 10"
That's all the further you kin
returned Izora, scornfully; -
eench beyond yer nosei Don't
entyne an her NAV live alone
wouldn't her NAV live whu
Clementyne did, an wouldn't 81