Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1900-01-25
All. me! what world this ,sr,

NAT else have / been telIino vo,,
all this time?" retorted Miss Romis
Really, one would think you wasn't
g1fted with ordinary understanding
DO start about your ironing. and get
something accomplished. And if Won
see another organ grinder comm this
way set the dog on him.
But Aunt Hannah all organ grind
ers are not necessarily thieves"
Don't argue with me, miss" stern
ly commanded Aunt Hannah, .'but do
as you are bid. Alas, that such an
ennobling, science as music should
have such unworthy votariesv'
"She's thinking of the professor"
thought Janet, with mischieyously
twinkling eyes, as she pressed the
wrinkles out of a dimity apron with
ruff1ed borders.
| Aunt Hannah dressed herself in her
| best black silk that afternoon, with a
lavender ribbon at her throat and the
curls touched up with a trife extra of
pomatum to give them something of
the gloss Of youth. Cosmetics, in their
various shapes, Miss Bemis abjured,
but there was no harm, as she argued
with herself, in a little innocent starch
spr1nkled over the wrinkles of her
brow, and she viewed herself, her toilet
completed. with commendable pride.
Nobody would take me to be a day
over eight and thirty" said Aunt Han
nah to herself.
And then she sat down to her knit
ting, just inside the front window,
where the honeysuckles grew.
care you expecting anyone in par
| ticular, Aunt Hannah?' asked Janet,
with great gravity.
| Dear me, no. Who should / expect?"
| "Oh, don't know. l thought it like
ly that the professor
Aunt Hannah giggled convulsively.
GAS if Professor Keith hadn't plenty
important matters to occupy his time,
without running here every other day."
But the long June evening ebbed
away, and the laggard lover came not
and at 10 o'clock Aunt Hannah re-
tired to her room in the lowest pos
sible spirits.
Its a lovely moonlight night" she
said to herself, as she stood behind
the window curtain, sentimentally
viewing the radiant landscape. Gust
the very night for promenade by the
church elms-or a romantic interview
on the piazza. All, me!'
And Aunt Hannah went to bed more
disappointed than she would have been
willing to confess to herself
She was half way through the maZes
of her first delicious dream, when a
sound, faint and unusual, interrupted
her-the sound of music.
Aunt Hannah Bemis scrambled, to
her feet wide awake in a second.
cts that mean, miserable, thieving
organ grinder again." muttered she,
between her set teeth. Thinks /
hain't found out about them spoons;
but he's missed his mark this time.
I'll teach him."
And swash went whole pitcher Of
cold water down over the musician,
under the lilac bushes, not incorrectly
aimed, as was testified by a smothered
exclamation below.
81 hit ye did I?'' chuckled Aunt Han
nah. I'm glad of it. Served We right;
clear out of here, you miserable cree
tur I'll unloose old Growler and send
for the constable Yes, that's right,
show us clean pair of heels. Don't
leave your old music-box behind. Ha!
ha. hal"
And with chuckle Aunt Hannah re-
treated. closing the window with a
slam.
'I'ye settled him, I calculate" she
said to herself.
Early the next morning Janet went
out into the garden to gather some
fresh lettuce for breakfast salad.
while Aunt Hannah boiled the COFFEE,
but presently she returned, GREATNESS.
"Oh! aunty, you never told me you
had serenade last night
"a sere-which, child? / don't know
what you're talking about
.Iookr' and Janet held up battered
and broken banjo.
Its Professor Keith's; found it I'M
der the lilacs."
Professor Keith's!" Aunt Hannah's
lower Jaw dropped-she sat staring like
one in a disagreeable dream.
81 am so sorry 1 slept so soundly
Aunt Hannah" said Janet, | should
have enjoyed the music"
Aunt Hannah sank into a chair with
clasped hands.
..I've done it now" she groaned hys-
terically.
"Done what, aunty? @Re
81 threw a pitcher of water on MIN
and called him all the names you ever
heard Of 1 supposed, of course. 1T
was the chap that stole my silver
spoons. Oh, dear. oh, dear!''l
And Aunt Hannah began to cry
while Janet burst into peal OF II
resistible laughter.
Don't fret about it, aunty, dear, she
consoled her relative at last. II ne
loves you truly he won't mind a little
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