The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1897-12-04


of Snch deception! Why, at his wife's
funeral one would have thought him act
ually heart-broken; and then the Grape on
his hat is half yard deep"
"Ah, me, Mrs. Hanson, there is no de-
pendance to he put on appearances! The
world gets siniuller and sinfuller every
day, and it can't he covered up with silk
or bloadcloth As said to my husband,
Mr.. Wilkes, the other night; says |, Simon,
things are coming to an awful pass! Every
body will get into States prison in two
wears at this rate! And says Simon says
he, 4 don't doubt it, Mariah!'
"And you and Mr.. Wilkes were right,
perfectly right, it is just so! But this
dreadful conduct of the squirrels has made
me conscious Of the truth of it! Strange
that sensible man should behave so!'
eyes, it is wonderful! But how did it
git out so quick? The Squire amt no
hand to tell of things, you know
"Betty Higgins found it out last night
She was taking tea at the Wilder Towns
you know she's most always a-vsiting
somewhere, though | wouldn't mention it
to living person, except you, Mrs. Wilkes;
and while they were at supper the Squire
rode by in new buggy going toward the
depot People don't get new buggies for
nothing, you know"
ono, that they don't Mrs. Hanson; vid-
derers especially
"Well, he wasn't gone more than a half
an hour, before back he came, driving on
the gallop-he didn't use to abuse his
horse when poor Mrs Richards was alive
and 10 and behold sitting in the new
buggy with him, and his arm actually
around her waist in broad daylight! was a
little girlshlooking woman and green
silk bonnetn
MY gracious! Goodness! want to
KNOW
'Yes, it's every word of it as true as
our minister's discourses, and Mr. Samp-
well never eXaggeIates he's fine man,
Mrs Wilkes, and the Widow Town and
Betty run up to the garnet - they can see
Squire Richards house plain from the
Ndder'- rarlet windows and the Squire
drove up TO the front door, as if the side
door wash good enough! and then he got
ont of the buggy and lifted the woman on
10 the door-stone!
''llg goodness! As il she couldn't git
out herself It's indecent now, amt it,
''Jo be sure it is And be middle
aged man and a member of the churchn
"Wal. re-commenced Mrs. Wilkes 81
thinl; sjch doings is awful! Getting mar
ried again atore his wife is cold, Now,
suppose he'll say that he needed a house
keeper; nut that's no excuse, for my Mary
Elizabeth or your Julia Ann is a terrible
favorite with little Elmettu, aud Mary
Elizabeth is grand hand at managing
children"
eyes, Mary Elizabeth is a fine girl, Mrs.
Wilkes, but her health isn't hardly good
enough to take so much care as there would
be in Squire Richards family with all his
company; bat then Julia Ann is a remark
able hand for children cant help learn
ing Of them. Her example is so beautiful,
you know
"Well, fog my part think somebody
ought to 90 and talk to the Squire about
it. 1t amt night for us-ssters in the
church--to let him go aud ruin himself
and darter a-marrying nobody knows who!
He ought to he reasoned with
'That's just What think, Mrs Wilkes,
and | called over here on purpose TO ask
you to go with me Tomorrow morning and
talk with him about it,
"I'll go and be glad to- hope Pm
never back ward in doing my duty"
"Well, I must be going; I've made a
it's best TO 20 early; III call over Tor you"
"Dear me, Mrs. Hanson, | don't come
half as often as | want to, but M ashamed
to keep coming all the time. As | told
my husband, Mr.. Wilkes, the other day,
gays !, Simon, I'm actually afraid | shall
wear my welcome out over to Mrs Han
sons. And says he, says Simon, 1 should
mt wonder if you did, Mariah! "
Eight o'clock the following morning
found our friends, Mrs. Wilkes and Mrs
Hanson, standing on Squire Richards
front door step the side door wasn't good
enough for the lady in pink, and of course
it wasn't suitable for ladies Of their quail
ity) awaiting to be admitted. frouzy-
headed Irish girl answered their rap.
us Squire Richards imp inquired Mrs.
Hanson.
''In? To be sure he is! Safe in the bed,
ma am! Is it after seeing him that We
are"
eyes; we called to See him on import.
ant business" replied Mrs. Hanson, frig-
idly
"Sure, then, and I'll be afther calling
him; though the old iintlemans sound
aslape--for | hurd him snoring but jest
now when | come forenint his bedroom
door. Come in with yees!' and Biddy
ushered the ladies into room where the
breakfast-table was standing in waiting for