The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1897-06-26
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Me and Uriah had got along fust rate fur
about thirty year or so, when the love OF
gain got hold of me, and | made up my
mind to keep summer boaders.
There was the Blinkerses, they had made
enough to buy new kerrige to take them
to meetin', and there was the Poplnses
thot had all gone into silks for the same
cause, and seq to Uriah, SEE l.
'I.ook here, Henery," that's my pet
name for Uriah, why not?" sez |.
"Well, NANNY" SEE Uriah, that's his
pet name for me, "well, dunno as there
is any reason pertickeler agin it, only we've
been so kinder comfortable as we be. Well
have to do more, and we'll have to do lots
of things, and cooking for twenty amt
like cooking for two, specially when the
two amt pernickeitty and is healthy.
You'd orter hear farmer Poggins wish to
mussy his wife would give up takin' them,
she's been to bed with the doctor coming
twice day on account of overwork.
Boarders ain all angels and keeping them
amt all Parrydice."
'Bnt think of the money, my precious
old honey" SEE I, n,aking poetry without
meaning to do it, or having the talent if |
tiled with paper before me aud new bottle
OF ink sot handy. "Think how you will
like to say to Yourself now there is so
much banked | shall not spend it onto
ribbons or kerrid4es. Well bank it and
get satisfaction OUT of it, aud you aud me
IL little more work! You amt but fifty
and amt but forty seven. We ye got onr
health and strength, it Won't hurt us"
ut may in other ways" seq Uriah.
"Rut never hinder you from actin as you
please, and never shall, Nancy"
And 50 the next day jest went DOVE to
New York and had it put inter the paper
that Mrs. Pottleton, of Stopover, would
take Il sew select summer boarders Plenty
of fresh eggs ard milk, fruit, mountain
air, and not many muSkateers.
Say none" SEE the young man at the
Il SIX, when he read the advertisement-he
was a young man knowed to speal; to -
''sly no muskeeters Mrs. Pottleton, as the
rest does
"The rest tells fibs, then, SEE l. They
is some everywhere
''Leave it out altogether Them SEE he.
and 81 did, and put in my prices instead.
Well, got lots of answers, and by the
middle of June had fifteen boardtrs Ne
aad Criah were sleeping in the barn. !
WAS obeeged to keep help, which was a
great trial. And | was beginning to luu
down considerable from work and anxiety.
Srill ten liftecns is one hundred and fifty,
As used to keep saying to myself when
4"t up feeling like boiled owl And
oasn't going to give up after getting my
"'a way agin Uriah, the way had got it
| dunno but I'd have stuck to it if il
htln't been for the Jessamy's. They wa.
a,ty folkses, and come down one Monday
morning.
The ma, Miss Jessamy, was one OF the
llyaway kind of widders, dressed principally
in bugles. She shone comm up the roat
considerable more'n the tin peddler. Tn,
darters VAS sixteen and eighteen ant
twenty-one. They was laced in and busteC
! out, and frizzled and ribboned like Christ
mos dolls in York show winders. Ant
they brought down trunks enough for al
army, and games that they called lawn
tennis and archery.
The fust was balls and bats and ncttin's
the last was bow-arrers and target. Blu
they couldn't find no place for their tennis
and the lamentin' and sighin' and til,
appeain' to dear Mr.. Pottleton to givt
them ground enough, until Urah Jest mad,
IA blamed fool Of himself and squared o!
one of the hay medders for them, and rollet
it and help EN- for to sot up nets, and wen
and made rustic seats for them, and WASH
to be seen only at meal times for the bes
of the week.
Wal, I'd calLerlated on Uriah helpin
me. In old times if | had punkin pies t.
make he'd cut up the punkin, and he {
heat up the oven-Uriah was real smart fol
man, aud never heyn' no children he die
lots of things for me-hung out the clothe.
sometimes when there wurn't no need Of
him onto the farm, and he used to stand
for me to drape my skirts on like lamb
But now when | had more to do than vel
had in my life before, he didn't come nigl
me
l bore it quite spell before | spoke
But one night walked up in our bed in
the barn, aggravated by remembering that
had to split my own kindling that day,
and said all had to say-bottling up SC
long, had plenty.
'Nancy Pottleton," said he. when had
finished, 'rm sorry about the kindling,
but as for coming in and making Miss
Nancy of myself before strange help,
can't do it. Betwixt you and me it was
all right. l told you keeping boarders
would alter things. You've got to enter.
tain company when you've got it."
"You've got to feed them good" SEE I,