The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1898-01-29

[IIEl nj her cool, ulI9
Il kitchen, where
N the ball-fringed
81 curtains fiutter-
ed In the breeze and the tall clock told
off the seconds with lelsurely delibera-
ton. was n deal too good TO last!
dreamed last night that | saw sam IN
his winding sheet, and this morning
when the letter came knew what was
In 1t. word for word before ever !
broke the sealr'
What has happenedP eagerly ques-
toned Hitty Johnson, the village gos'
sip, who had stopped ON her way to the
place where she was engaged for a
days work at dressmaking to ask how
Mrs. Merrydew's rheumatism was.
"He aint-deadH
"Deade' croaked the old lady. what
start you do give one, to be sure.
Dead-of course he amt dead! He's
ly-married"'
We'll. | declare said Hltty. az
that don't beat all! Your Sam mar
riedp
married last week." said Mrs. Mary
Merrydew. and going TO bring his
bride to see me to-day. What am |
going TO do I'd like to know, with a
dalntily fine lady from the city. who
don't know a spinning wheel from a
clothes press. and never put her hands
into a pan of good scaldlng dishwater
In her lifef'
We'll, but" said Kitty Johnson. at
seems 10 me as II that was borrerin'
trouble afore us due, How do you
know but what you'll like herF
Did you ever know one of these city
girls that was worth her saltf' con
temptuously demanded Mrs. Merry
dew. Not everybody knows what my
luck has been. all my life long. If
there was bad egg In the billn' was
always certain sure TO get II; II |
bought ticket No. In the rattle at u
church fair, No. S was always the tick
81 10 draw the prize. | didn't expect
anything better, and I'm resigned TO
the Lords Will, Oh, dear, dear, this Is
hard world TO live i'm
y queer kind of resignation
thought Miss Hltty, rs she fastened
on. leaving Mrs. Merrydew wiping her
+ eyes with yellow silk pocket hand
+ lerchief and signing like any furnace.
And If Sam Merrydew really has got
married, | hope 10 goodness he's got n
woman who won't take the world quite
so hard as his mother does"
Yes. I'm resigned" said Mrs Merry
dew, rs she cut the white crisp fall ap-
pies into juicy slices for n tart, and
monrnfully filed the stove with fresh
wood. Though | don't s'pose Sans
wife will keep the old china and the
silver candlestleks and the Boughten
carpets as I've done; no, and she won't
set no store by the old furniture that
has been In the Merrydcw family for a
generation and half She'll set and
fold her hands, and let everything go to
wrack and ruin-but I'm resigned. And
Sam, he'll be neglected. and his shirts
will be destroyed, and his stockings
won't be mended-who ever heard of n
city lady taking the trouble to mend
stockings? But amt one to grumble
and | always did say that whatever
happened, | would try to be resigned
The baking was all done-the table
was set for tea, and the freight CLEAN
Ing through the cracks of the stove
danced merrily up and down on the
yellow-washed walls, and Mrs. Merry
dew was alternately doing over her
knitting and wlping surreptitlous tear,
from her spectacle glasses, when there
came a loud, lnsistent knocking at the
door, and in walked a tall, untidy young
woman In cheap blue silk dress
whose NANCY train drew itself over the
floor, and black lace hat overloaded
with ragged artificial flowers.
BLESS meF said Mrs. Merrydew, only
half awake, "who are your
I'm Sans wife," said the yount
woman looking around her with In
dolent interest "And | s'pose you're
, my mother-in-lawY
Your gasped the poor old lady
scarcely able, ut first, to realize thu
meaning of the handsome slattern';
, words. You Sans wife! 1t can't b,
possible"
The young woman united the strings
of her bonnet with laugh, and fun,
IL earelessly on the table.
81 guess amt good enough for you,
said she. sam said his folks wouldn't
just fancy me at first, but we're tigh
married and there's no help for it; =,
, you'll just have to make the best o.
, things"
"You-you are from the clty?" hest
: tated poor Mrs. Merrydew, not know
. ing what else to say.
| Il waited In restaurant" said Sam
wife. That's where he first saw me
In New York"
lie never told me that" said Mrs
: Merrydew, family
: Il s'pose it's dreadful dull and pok,
out here" said the young woman, witt
a shrug of her pretty tawdry shoulders
D do the crickets always keep on chez
-cheeping, like this? And don't tn
wind ever stop moaning through tn
trees? Dear me, what crazy looking
old clock! Why don't you change It Of