The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1899-01-26


Then his little daughter, Susie, began
softly calling: "Ruthie. Ruthie, kitty,
kitty, kitty!" while her gentle blue eyes
filed with tears. In q few minutes,
however. there came slowly creeping
out from under the woodshed an old
three -colored cat with q black kitten
in her mouth.
Luther was obliged to borrow Mrs.
Perry's wagon to take Sophy homo, and
on the way they counted five great
barns that lay like huge piles of kind
ling wood by the roadside.
1--WE been all up'n arms bout ye!"
claimed Mrs. Goodwin, as she came
running out at the sound of wheels.
But father said. of course, you'd drove
in somewhere's."
The Goodwin home, fortunately, was
on the outer edge Of the storm, and so
knew little Of it's fury.
II must hurry home and see 4 moth
er's all right" said Luther, adding
something in low voice to sophy, at
which she blushed and nodded. When
he had driven away she said:
81 guess I've spoilt my hat, an I'm
'fraid my dress'll cookie. What did faith
er say? s'pose # I'd been killed he d
thought twas judgment for going
Sunday night"
Law. child! He never said word.
He allus sot sight by the Sargents.
Never mind your hat, it's ben done over,
'taint's 7 twas new. Now run right up
stairs and take off them damp clothes.
I've got fire in the kitchen to dry 'em
by. The tea kittle's bilin' an I'm goin'
70 fix you up some hot drink"
When Sophy came down, wearing her
second best dress, with a bright new
ribbon at her throat, the boys were just
coming in with their foaming pals OF
milk.
"Whew, Soph!" exclaimed Sam,
what ye dressed up so for. jest bed
| time?"
bet her beau's comm back, les
watch" slyly whispered Dick, as Mrs,
Goodwin looked into the parlor to see
il there was plenty Of oil in the big
lamp.
Luther found that his house was not
in the path of the cyclone, and, save for
uneasiness on his account his mother
had not been disturbed by 1t. So, after
giving Charlie his supper, and hurried.
ly doing the chores, he hitched Fan into
the old wagon and drove back to finish
out his call on Sophy. as he told his
mother. That good woman said to her.
self. as she locked up and went to bed,
at early candlelight: II YUM, 7 he
hain't started out'n airnest!"
Sam and Dick slept in the open cham.
ber, and long after they were supposed
to be sound asleep they crept noIseless.
ly down the back stairs, tiptoed across
the kitchen and out round the corner OF
the house. under the parlor windows,
but the green paper shades were down
tight. and reflected no shadows. Softly
the boys stole upstairs again and tum'
bled into bed.
"How sho'd you like to be ridin' out
with your gal, an git ketched in a cy.
clone?" giggled Sam. Guess we'd got
ketched in cyclone T dad'd knowed
I we'd been in swimmin' Sunday
night" answered Dick. "Our Soph's
got . feller, s true's you live" yawned
Sam, and dropped of to sleep.
One afternoon. when his mother and
sister had gone strawberrying, the
mischievous Dick went into the parloI
and punched a hole in the paper curtain
at the window next the orchard. The
next Sunday night the boys climbed
out on the roof of the shed, dropped
down into the grass, and crept along to
| the parlor windows. For about Is min
utes they took turns peeping in through
the hole in the curtain, hut the couple
inside were simply conversing in very
staid and proper manner.
"There they set, straight's two sticks,
one on one side O. the room, an one on
t'other!" impatiently, exclaimed Sam.
This hain't no fun. Come on! Le'sgo
back to bed"
Luther had said to Sophy: 1.-THE
hot weather's takin' holt o. mother
more'n common this year but guess
she can git along whilst the Fourth"
Mrs. Abe johnson, the nearest neigh.
Dor, as soon az she heard the news,
dropped in to talk 1t over. Pears to
me they've made quick work ONT" said
she. "Guess Luther's a maxim up lost
time. S'pose his mother needs help in
hayin' You're pleased with 1t. hain't
YEP" and she drew a melancholy sigh
~ guess anybody'd be proud to git
into that family" answered Mrs. Good
win, with toss of her head. Zone o
Luther's great grandsires on his moth.
er's side was governor O. the state
And poor little Mrs. johnson sighed
again, for she had an only daughter
too, and hers hadn't married WELL"
On the glorious Fourth of July, So.
ply, in pretty white muslin dress
and white leQhorn hat with white rib.
Dons and long white feather, can-
out to meet Luther, who had just driven
up with Charlie, whose proudly arched
neck bore the waviest Of names. The
buggy had been repaired by honest