The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1897-05-08

help him along little. So | sot down on
the Sofy 10y his side, and sen |:
deacon, | pity your lonely situation
from the bottom Of my heart. Why don't
You git merred again, and have somebody
to cheer your drcary lott"
"Nh, Miss Hanson" sen he, with deep
sthe, that is Just what have been
thinking Of. What would you advise me
to Go?"
"Wall, - SEE | If you can find con-
genial spert, think it is the best thing
you can do?'
"And think know of such sperit, -
seq he, squeezing my hand and stitching
| felt skeered, for was afraid he was be-
ing took with the cholery infantcdc. He
had all the symptoms"
"Oh, don't do So deacon!" sez l. sit
hain't proprrUs. You mustn't not act so:
if you do, shall 90 rite OIL and leave you.
AMI moved over onto the other end Of
the sGiy.
"Doset still, sez he; there is some
thing want to speak to you about. have
been wanting to speak about it all summer,
but hain't seemed to git to it,"
"WalI, seq l, speak rite out; | am
a-listening,'
81 expect you will think it is too late;
but | think that old saying, 1t is better
l,t To-
''Starting"' seq /.
"Most people would say it was too late,
| suppose-with the cold weather accom-
ing"
sob, lawn' sez /; ''cold, weather don
amount to much when body has plenty
of fire wood"
'No more it don't"' sez he, rubbing his
hands; "and it only remains for you to say
whether it shall be or not"
thought it best not to seem to willing,
so moved off a little, and looked as digni-
fled and cool as | knowed how to. seed a
change come over the deacon's face He
hesitated moment, and then he picked up
his little baskit.
"MIiss Hanson" SEE he, owe been a
celebrating all this spring and summer to
ask you to let me have some of you Dork-
ing pullet's eggs to set a hen onto, but l
hain't never made up my mind whether it
was best to set her or not; but now Pm
decided. Can you let me have some?
shall take the chickens rite in by the fire,
you see.'
/ felt SO aggravated with the man that
didn't know what to do: but | got up
and got the eggs for him, and he sot a.
dangling the baskit back and forth for quite
spell, without saying nothing. All to
once he broke out: "Now about Citing
merried, Miss Hanson. I've been a-comine
, here night after night all summer. Didn'
You never mistrust what | come for?"
"Wall, dunno, sez |, pulling the hem
of my apron, just like any young girl.
81 might as well spit 1t right out!' seq
! he. "Fact OF it is, I've took quite fancy
| to Martha Jane, and if you and she is will
/ ing to get up the supper and find the we'd
ding-clothes, I've no objection to making
her Mrs. Deacon Bunker, second"
| My rage billed over. grabbed the pok er
! to hit him lick with it. But missed my
aim, and smashed them eggs all to flinters,
and it took me full an hour to wash the
spot they made off from the carpet.
"You old repropate!' sez | Leave the
house this instance!' and | took after him
and he left as fast as he could travel. And
there was that dreadful Martha Jane hid
in the closet all the time, hearing every
word. | didn't hear the last of it as long
as she stayed.
But it's my firm opinion that if hadn't
moved away from the deacon while he was
asserting on the sofy, that | should have
been Mrs. Deacon Bunker No. , this very
day-that is, if I'd been a-mind to.