Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1900-12-26
eI'LL BE IN HEAVEN BEFORE SUNRISE,

""I'LL BE IN HEAVEN BEFORE 81
but had become interested in the state
ment that speckled hens were more IL
able. to the pip than white or black
0nes when Mrs. Gallup recovered con-
sciousness that is, she opened her.
eyes, uttered a sigh and fetched a!
groan and sat up. She fully expected
Mr.. Gallup would ask her what had
happened or at least look in her direc-
ton, but just then he was busy with
the poultry books statement that a
red rag tied to the tail OF a would be
sitting hen will scare her out Of the
idea. When a long two minutes had
passed, Mrs. Gallup concluded that.
something ought to be said, and she be-
gan:
Samuel, 1 want to talk to you a few
minits before / perish. You know /.
hey bin expectin to be summoned any
day for the last ten years, or since that
COW kicked me owe the heart. While
you were out feedin the hog the sum
mons anne. 1 caught sight Of the back:
of my head in the lookin glass Jest as
a strange black cat run across the
kitchen floor. That was the way Mary
Ann Davis and Hammer Sly received
their summons, and there amt no
doubt that I'll be in heaven before sun
rise. !,
Mr.. Gallup scratched the back OF his
neck with one hand and held the book
with the other as he read that some
geese had been known to live to the
age Of 10 years, but he had no remarks
to offer.
q don't want to annoy You while you
are readin, y continued Mrs. Gallup as
she unpinned the tidy from the head
of the lounge to use as a handkerchief;
..but, as l never died before, I think
YOU kin bear with me a little. The
first thing to be done after I expire,
Samuel, is to hev me laid out. The.
nayburs will eheerfu1ly do that. I want.
to be dressed in that gray dress you
bought me six years ago. Be particu-s
lar about that, because it's the only
one I ever had that fits me across the
shoulders. i don't want to go to heay-
en- in a dress all hunched up. want
to hey my hands folded and 81 pink
hoilyhock in my fingers. I shall try
to expire with a smile on my face, SO.
az to look my very best, and il my
mouth is shet nobody viii notice my
old teeth. Samuel, are you follerin
me ~
He wasn't. He was following the
author of the poultry book where he
stated that ducks were strangely infiu-
enced By music and had been known to
go to sleep when q fiddle was being
played. Mrs. Gallup toyed with her
tears forsaf interval and then said:
all about me, Samuel Youi
needn't git up no big funeral or 20 to
any big expense. The rest ID about
yon. Even IL you don't marry ag,ini
within four weeks you'll want soft
soap fur the winter. The soap grease
is down cellar In a key, and it's as good
soap grease as anybody ever had.
When you are bilin your soap, don't
fnrgit to lay a sassafras stick across
the kittIe. + think You'll hev to buy d
new tablecloth some time before spring.
I've made the last d do fur two
years, but its beginnin to go. It's got
three holes right ID the middle. How
eve II You font marry you won't
mind holey tabIecloth. You know
about the wash biIer. don't youg:''
Mfr. Gallup refused to answer that
question by eve lifting his eyebrows.
The statement that q gander had been
known to commit suicide through dis
annninfad lave infarnsfnd MIN "a 4hn