Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1899-11-25


which he always spoke Of as his
feathers, from the press in my moth
er's room and where she was keeping
It against his funeral
"You can't get them on" / said
hopefully, noting their size
"No more have l for 80 years." he
answered, "but / can pull in. If you
hear me ripping, look sharp and turn
me the other way. There is a charm
to the chain"
he shouldn't have mentioned the
charm, for the rapidity with which
wind, but when / had him crowded
into them he looked fine, barring
alarming symptoms of suddenly COM
ing out of them at all points. As
soon as he was dressed we started.
taking along his great coat, to be used
in case of accident.
A square down the street we stop
ped. Then my heart beat comfortably.
It was Miss Hannah Baxter's house,
and l did not consider Miss Hannah
at all dangerous, she being my moth
er's bosom friend and with ,reputa-
ton as a man hater, having once In
public meeting prayed for the saving
of men, whom she designated as de-
throned devils. In response to my
uncle's knock, Miss Hannah opened
the door.
"The Lord save usw she exclaimed
inhospitably, "Is it you"
"It IT," said my uncle. swapping for
breath, being much blown from walk
ing and the tightness Of his garments.
"It is. As said, I'm doing"
Though I saw that she did not un-
derstand the speech, she let us into the
sitting room and asked us to be seated.
It was the one thing my uncle should
not have done, for as he touched the
settle there were ripping sounds, and I
knew I should have trouble in getting
him out OF the house. He was but lit
tie affected.
"She's let go all over" he said calm
ly and then, Hannah Baxter, come
here!"
II won't" said Miss Hannah. stand.
ing on the other side of the fireplace.
II won't! Why should II"
because you have done 1t again.
said my uncle. "After 30 years you've
done it again, red hearts and oil. You
know what said I'd do If you done it
again"
Miss Hannah started. 81 neverw she
exclaimed. 81 neYerw
"you didw shouted my uncle. "Ben-
ME, fetch her herew
I hesitated, but suddenly remember
ing the watch, sprang upon her and.
catching her around the waist, began
pulling her toward the settle, my uncle
encouraging me by cries of "BraYow"
and by pounding on the settle with his
wooden hand. She was no match for
he. and SO, though she fought valiant
ly, soon landed her on the settlo
Then, to my horror, my uncle grabbed
her and repeatedly kissed her on what
ever part of the face came convenient
~ to his lips, for she still struggled,
though hardly as a virgin of so should
have struggled.
Seeing this brought me to my senses,
and few at them and tried to tear
her from him, but as she evinced no
desire to be liberated, and as my uncle
beat me soundly on the head with his
wooden hand, desisted. and took to
cramps on the floor. This had no effect
whatever, SO l recovered, and, rushing
from the house, ran to the church
where my mother was, and. dashing I'D
the aisle, whispered to her the dreadful
news that Uncle David was kissing
Miss Hannah Baxter.
Never will forget the look that over
spread her face. Ever a woman Of
prompt thought and action, she then
and there boxed my ears and, this
done, hurried out and ran as fast as
she could to Miss Hannah's, l follow
ing.
But we were too late. The doors and
shutters were locked and all in vain
did we pound for admittance. Not a
werd, not sound, came from within
the house. My mether's agitation was
terrible. 1 was glad when she left off
beating on the door and fell to beating
me, for knew that she would feel bet
ter for it, and that l would have so
much less to receive later on. Not
withstanding, I cried Justify, and,
church having been hastily dismissed,
a crowd quickly gathered, and as
was crying ''Murder!" the rumor got
afioat that Miss Hannah was murder
ing Uncle David. Some of the men
were for breaking down the door and
would certainly have done SO had not
my uncle, fianked by Miss Hannah,
bearing lamp, appeared at an upper
window.
"David Hamiltonw screamed my
mother on seeing him. "Come out of
that"
81 will not| shouted my uncle de-
a