The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1900-12-05

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but tell her right out. She'll rather be
expectin the news. She was over here
this afternoon. and she said was liza
bic to git my summons at any time.
I've got 1t all arranged with her about
the funeral"
Mr.. Gallup did not look around. With
calm elaboration he spat on the whet-
stone. and with calm deliberation he
drew it back and forth across the
blade.
Yes, Samuel. my time has Gomez
sobbed Mrs. Gallup after waiting a
reasonable time for him to speak IA
few hours hence and you will be
widower. and few days hence you
will be wearing red necktie and can
term around after a second wife. When
you started over town. was as happy
as lark and hadn't the slightest idea
Of dyin. Ten minutes later when l
went to. carry the butter down cellar
there came seven knocks on that emp
ty cider bari. and as l stood there
shakin heard whispered voice Assay
In. Hammer Gallup. git ready to be an
angelv It was my summons and I've
got to 60. Nobody kin hold back ag'in
a summons. What kind Of a second
wife shall you marry. Samuely
Mr.. Gallup had paused in his labors
and was looking absently at robin in
cherry tree.
'You needn't feel at all delikit about
talkin 1t over with me-" said Mrs. Gal
lup as she dabbed ut her eyes with the
apron. 1--WE allus s'pected you'd git
married agin II should die. and I
shan't howl and sQueal about it. Mrs.
Bebee says II her husband marries
ag'in she'll haunt him, but you needn't
be afraid Of me. I'd ruther you mar
ried ag'in. II you didn't. you'd be goin
to circuses and dog1ghts and candy
pulls and become as wicked as Silas
johnson. S'pose you've kinder had
your eye out. hev'n't you, Samuel
that is. you've kinder made up your
mind about what sort Of a woman
you'd marryy'
Mr.. Gallup withdrew his gaze from
the robin and returned to his work OF
sharpening the sickle, and Mrs. Gal
lup's nose had grown very red with the
pulling when she continued:
There's the Wilder Lapham, Sam
uel, and everybody says she's with
$1,000, but wouldn't want you to mar
~ her. She's too hity tity for man
Of your age. While she was swingin
in a hammock she'd let the bread burn
up In the oven. Shed want you to go
OF to q picnic every day in the year,
and II you had any soft soap In the
house you'd hev to buy it. And there's
the Wilder Davis. She's good house
keeper, Samuel. as I'll admit. but they
say she gifts streaks on. One day she'll
be laughin and gigglin all day long. and
the next day she'll be as sulky as
mule. She kin make pound Of tea
go as fur as ! kin. but she told me
with her own mouth that she had four
pairs of stockin's last year Could you
put up with SIGH extravagance as that,
Samuel? Wouldn't you be thinkin OF
how allus got along on two pairs q
year?
Mr.. Gallup whistled softly, to himself
as he felt Of the edge Of the sickle with
his thumb. The whistle conveyed no
direct information. but was q whistle
IN the abstract Mrs. Gallup looked at
the back Of his neck Tor q moment and
worked up and choked back sob and
then said:
There's Phoebe Cousins. whom ey-
erybody nkes. but she's an old maid
and sot b her ways. She never back
bites nor gifts mad, but she wants ev-
erything Jest % II you come into the
house ana throwed your hat down On