The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-01-25
lfALINDY'S MATCH.


Sunshine Of the valley. che well titled
acres. She spreading orchard and the
pleasant old farmhouse, that had meant
much to the heart of Martin Ramsey.
but TO which he would never more re-
Aurn.
claw me- wheezed Mrs. Tinker.
viping a furtive tear upon the corner
Sf her black silk. $50 that's the last of
poor Martini Well. he has seen sights
Of trouble in his day. Malindy an Be-
Indy has acted as contrary as two
females ever did. an Martin stood up
under. is.em. splendid Pears 20 me them
girls take it mighty cool. when you
think it's their only brother.
ssOh. maw.'' said: Tenie. untying the
dTagglea bit of Grape. that drifted from
the doorknob. ssI think Belindy felt aw-
ful. She ain t one to show it. As for
MaIindy. she's that cranky she wouldn't t
eeei bad at her own funeral.
ssSeems to me. remarked her mother,
shoughtfully, 'sthat Brother Rice didn t
have no call to be so comfortin an con-
solin. Them girls amt no spring chick
.sns: they 80 come next May-same
age as Sister Harriet Bell When you
think they amt spoke to one another
this 90 year. an that Martin has had to
live with 'em. bearin the f,-nt Of the
plaguy foolishness, it does seem as if it
was the preachers business to make the
funeral edifyin to the mourners- [ hope
Brother Rice wasn't thinkin that the
Ramsey farm is broad an fruitful. l
hope he amt 'fraid Of no old maid
twins.
ssWhy, can remember" went on
Mrs. Tinker. refectively. ''when the
Ramsey girls was as pretty as there was
in the county. an body never see one
without t'other. But when Bob Parker
was beauin Malindy an took up with
Belindy the fat was in the fire. can
ten you. Bob married Sissy Pollock, an
has been dead this 90 year. but that
don't make no difference to Malindy;
mad she is. an mad she'll stayl She's
the contrairiest creeter the Lord ever
put breath in!"
ssMy SUI, mawi'' exclaimed Tenie.
3ssee how high tine sun is gettin. I bet
ser run an set the table. don't believe
they u be many want to climb that hill
lwen for a meal Of victuals- Now. NAV.
you settle right down in that shady
corner an take catnap; you look beat
cut. Everything is ready to put over.
40 there's no need of your helpin. =
The summer had -trailed away into
the autumn. The high hills had glowed
with riotous beauty. only to fade into
The somber tints of winter. and now to
. waiting world was coming the breath
of approaching spring.
Tenio was looking for her mother.
She stood upon the porch of the little
brown cottage. peering out under her
hand
ssThere she isi' she exclaimed as a
Day horse h;tched to a shabby buggy
shambled into sight 'sI'n jest run
down an open the gate. Goodness me.
NAV! What time you We been!" she
cried as her mother drove into the
barnyard. .sI've been lonesome as
,logl was afraid Dolly had run away
with you"
'cI knowed you'd be worried about
ME. Tenie, wheezed Mrs. Tinker.
elambering heavily to the ground.
'sBut ] did have the biggest hunt to
MATCH that blue delaine, an. as for wool
carpet chain. there amt pound in
Philadelphy. So it was dreadful Late
when come by, the Ramseys, an when
Belindy zee ME nothin would do but I
must unhitch the beast an stay for din
Aer.''
s'Now. nav. You take them bundles
an put for the house. commanded Te-
ME. ..You look fit to drop. You amt
a-goin to stand here in the wet. Go
hong with you'll"
Law. Tenie. you make regular
baby Of me. Ill go to please you, child.
but tain right to be always shirkin.
81 guess you re rested enough to talk,
maw. said Tenie when they had had
tea. and Mrs. Tinker was resting COM
fortably in rocking chair. her slipper
ed feet thrust into the warm baker.
.sNever mind about the delaine. Tell
me about the Ramseys; seems like
coon s ag esince l seen one of EN-.
..They was askin why you didn't
come over. but told 'em you was
dreadful busy maxim rag carpet. an
the spring SEWN comm on. to say nothin
of Tom Miller bein here so constant.
.'Pshaw. maw!" exclaimed Tenie.
blushing rosy red. "Stop your foolin. an
20 on with your story.
.sWell. the fact is. they are havin
high old times at the Ramseys. said
Mrs. Tinker impressively.
"You don t say They ain t on speak
in termsy'' inquired Tenie. sewing
away briskly with her lap full OF carpet
rags.
"Here. Tenie, hand me my thimble
ea a mess of them rags. can talk
twice as fast with my needle goin. UP
to the Ramseys. as far as speakin goes,
things are jest where they was except
they've got that little Rosie Lethers
there to do their talllin through But
soon as got there see there was some
thin in the wind an, as | said. nothn
would do but | must take off my bon
het an stay to eat Pretty soon Mailndy
cozldn' stand it no longer. an she out
with it. An. daughter, you'd never
euess it in this wide world!
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