The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1900-11-15

GIT READY III BE AN ANGhLl
needn't beat around the bush at all,
but tell her right out. She'll rather be
expectin the news. She was over here
this afternoon, and she said was liza
BILE to git my summons at any time.
I've got it all arranged with her about
the funeral"
Mr.. Gallup did not look around. With
calm deliberation he spat on the whet-
stone, and with calm deliberation he
drew it back and forth across the
blade.
Eyes, Samuel. my time has Gomez
sobbed Mrs. Gallup after waiting a
reasonable time for him to speak. "a
few hours hence and you will be a
widower, and few days hence you
will be wearing a red necktie and can
| term around after second wife. When
you started over town, | was as happy
as lark and hadn't the slightest idea
of dyin. Ten minutes later when
went to carry the butter down cellar
there came seven knocks on that emp
ty cider bar'l, and as l stood there
shakin heard whispered voice Assay
in, Hammer Gallup, git ready to be an
angel! 1t was my summons, and I've
got to go. Nobody kin hold back ag'in
summons. What kind of n second
wife shall you marry, Samuel?'
Mr.. Gallup had paused in his labors
and was looking absently at a robin In
cherry tree
"You needn't feel at all delikit about
Inll tn, r.I
lup as she dabbed at her eyes with the
apron. "Tve allus s'pected you'd git
married ag'in IL l should die, and /
shan't howl and squeal about it. Mrs.
Bebee says If 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. If you didn't, you'd be goin
to circuses and dogfights and candy
| pulls and become as wicked as Silas
Johnson. S'pose you've kinder had
your eye out, hrv'n't you. Samuel
that is. you've kinder made up your
mind about what sort of 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 Widder Lapham, Sam
uel, and everybody says she's wuth
$1,000, but ! wouldn't want you to mar.
ry her. She's too hity tity for a man
Of your age. While she was swingin
in hammock she'd let the bread burn
up in the oven. She'd want you to &c
off to picnic every day in the year
and If you had any soft soap in the
house you'd hey to buy it. And there's
the Widder Davis. She's good house
keeper. Samuel. rs I'll admit. but they
say she gifts streaks on. One day shell
be laughin and gigglin all day long. and
the next day she'll be as sulky as a
mule. She kin make pound Of tea
go as fur rs | kin. but she told me
with her own mouth that she had -four
pairs of stockin's last year. Could you
put up with sich extravaganza as that
Samuel? Wouldn't you be thinkin OF
how l 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 nc
direct information. but was whistle
In the abstract. Mrs. Gallup looked al
the back OF his neck for a moment and
worked up and cboked back a sob and
| then said:
| "There's Phpbe Cousins, whom ev
erybody likes, but she's an old maid
and sot In her ways. She never back
bites nor gifts mad, but she wants ev
| erything jest So If you come into the
house and throwed your hat down or
the floor or pulled your boots Off In the
parlor In the evenin, she'd raise the
awfulest kind Of row. / guess you'll
hev to marry gal. Samuel You are
, old 'nuff to be the father Of any gal
around here, but l don't see no other
way. Hev you got any pert'ckler gal
In mind? / was thinkin of Sue Sabins
the other day. She's 20 years old and
n great hand to work. and mebbe you'd
be happy with her. Her mother says
Sue likes to be- petted. You've never
petted me, but mebbe you'll change
when l am gone. No, Samuel, l can't
remember A time I'm 81 veara whom