The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1898-07-09

Pm done for now Mandy! Mandy !
| Mandyn'
started to run downstairs, and never
minded that l had that rag bag in my
hands, and jest as got to the top stairs
ketched my foot into that bag, and, being
considered hefty and not so spry as l used
to be, l lost my balances and went tumbl-
ing down them stairs, rag bag and all,
clean to the bottom. Sometimes l was top
of the bag and sometimes the bag was too
OF me- but we both got there about the
same time.
bust the attic door off N the hinges,
and broke one of Sarah James painted
| umbrill stands, and tumbled onto Abram,
who had stood up aginst the door to stiddy
| hisself.
"What in mater is the matter with you?"
gays l, when I'd shook myself out and
seen that | was all there and nothing
knocked out of jint.
Matter" says he, as mad as a hen;
chats pritty question to ask! Pm
pisened, Mandy. You'll he wilder
before nght-a lone wilder, Mandy, and
then you'll have something to think Of.
want you to put on long veil, Mandy,
and don't you have anything to say to old
Squire Beadle. I'll rise out of my grave if
you do Mean old cuss as ever drawned
breath, Don't you do it, Mandy. Oh,
ali, eugh! Give me something, Mandy!
Quick! Oh, ah-e-i-eughr'
And Abram he doubled hisself up like
jack-knife and sat down onto the cat and
three kittens which was in the rocking
chair, and nigh about squelched the life
ont of EN-.
"What on airth has come over you,
Ahram?' says l; cant you compose
yourself little and tell me what you are
cutting up such set of capers for %
GIVE took pisen, Mandy" says he
'pisen out of that bottle you had to put
onto the buffalo bugs! Arsenic, That's
what the libel said"
Good gracious!'' says l; "what under
the sun made you 90 to fooling with that
ere bottle of hug pisen?"
You'd no business to put it in the cup
board, says Abram; "a woman as old as
YOU be ought to a-knowed better"
Il didn't put it in no cupboard" says
|; II pnt it up in the attic under the
chamber floor, SOS to make sure it was out
of the way
1T was in the cupboard, any way"
says he; ''and when | went to take my
approximations medicine, | got ahold it
that bug bottle by mistake, and drained of
to the drugs
Run for the Doctor Josh, " says / "and
you, 800, Lige, and you'd better git neigh
Dor Spiggott to 60 too. All of you will be
sure to fetch him. and as l stepped to the
door to hurry 'em up, l see Sam Brown on
his bicycle, and yelled to him to git the
doctor on the double quick.
AS it happened, Doctor Squillsley was
a-coming up the road to see Mrs. Carr's
little jamie, that had swallered a trowser
button spell before, and he turned right
round and come to our house. I'll say
that for Sqillsley, he's always prompt to
come when you send for him, and he'll
never stop coming till his patients is well
enough to cit sick of seeing him and hove
to tell him to stop.
He came rushing in as if the house was
| a-tire, and lie was the only steam engine in
town. He throwed off his hat and coat as
he come, and says he:
| Poison? | shall probably have to use
the stomach-pump. Had it down long :?
What is it? How much? Where did you
get it? Let me take your temperament.
Any pain? If so, where? Yes, the pump
| is the only resource!h And he whipped
out thing that had hose on the end of
it, and grabbed Abram by the nape OF the
neck, and sot him down in Grandfather
Higbee's old rocking chair, so sudden that
the back of the chair snapped off with a
noise like gun, and let Abram down,
with the doctor hanging to him, right into
the clothes boss that | had jest finished
putting the weeks ironing onto, and there
was lot of shirt waists, and starched pet
ticoats, and night gownds that it had took
a sight OF elbow greese to iron.
Great Scott ~ says the doctor, strug-
Cling up out Of the ruins with pettcoat
on his head and shirt waist or two, and
one leaf Of the clio thes boss round his neck,
and his eyeglasses was lost and his false
teeth, that he always Dragged of as natral
ones had flew into the coal hOd, and had
to be secured up with washing powder be-
fore they was fit for business
But Doctor Squillsley was good pluck,
for, as soon as he had reconstructed hisself,
he made another dive at Abram with his
pump.
keep off with that dog gated thingn'
says Ahram, waving his hands wildly in the
ar-keep off, or it'll be the worse for your
"There, there my good man." says
Squilsley, in the same tone Of voice that
you'd use to dog that you was afraid
would bite you; ''dont get excited.
They re almost always this way" says he