The Savannah morning news., 1901-09-29

Ed Brady leaned over the sty and
punched fat SOW in the ribs. He was
out collecting and many years exper-
fence of the ways of the Zorra Scot
had taught him that when you have
designs on a mans pocket it is al
ways wise to get him in good humor.
But this time his compliment did not
was still on and for 30 days Dave
Shocks swine had luxuriated in the de-
lights of unskimmed milk.
She should pc fat" growled Dave,
glowering at a Berkshire barrow as
though he were responsible for all the
waste. 'Thety tags an no pound o.
putter ia market. An she'll no ket
an acre O. fall plowin' ton. An ALL"
he added, rumpling his fiery mop OF
hair, because tam squelin' kist O.
whustles!"
The thresher looked becomingly
shocked but blew his nose to hid a
covert grin.
Twenty cows yer said yer was milk
in, Dave?"
"Twanty an twa!" groaned Dave in
an agony of spirit.
LAS many as tibet! Say, I'm thinkin'
the butter would jest about bought a
organ, wouldn't it?"
She'll haze no tam screamin' kist o.
twanty an twa coos til toomestay!"
roared Dave.
Don't blame yer!" replied Ed in
soothing tones. Haven't bin ter meet
in myself sim the Methodys put a new
organ inter the old meetin' house."
Which was certainly true, only his Sc
cession antedated the arrival of the or
gan by some ten years. II KANT abide
organsn he added sympathetically.
Dave grunted his approval of the
thrasher's stern and uncompromising
adherence to these fundamental prin-
ciples of religious faith, and, while
under the spell, paid two notes in
stead of the one which was due.
Il was past yer sisters this morn
In" said the thrasher. as they walk
ed toward his rig. They're a-goin ter
Wish yer joy of yer new sons, Dave!"
Dawes red hair fairly bristled with
rage and horror at these woeful It'd
ings. "She'll-pe-meanin -my-tauch-
ters?" he suffered.
"Shorely? Who else? They've hired
me ter fiddle at the weddin'."
THE hissies!" calculated the irate
Scot. She'll pc marryin' on a man
an leffin her ain father wi twanty an
twa COOS to milk, an three hun'red
acres o. fall plowin an mo- a furrow
turned"
AN say, Dave!" continued Ed, lean
ing forward, a mysterious look on his
face. "Old Wully Bells a-hangin'
round yer sisters a good deal O. late.
Yer wife's likely lookin' woman an
Wully's gettin' on in years, he KANT
afford ter be pertiklar. Yell remem-
her," he said, musingly, tibet his
brother Job ran off with McCloud's
wife?"
And shaving thus set the leaven of
doubt and mistrust to work in Dawes
red head, the thrasher departed to
harry his many debtors, leaving it to
ferment and bring forth the waters of
bitterness. And the leaven worked
nightly. All that week Dave was
torn by conflicting emotions and rack
ed by mental agonies. He leaned over
the sites and cursed the Berkshire pigs
with bitter curses, and haranged the
cows in the byre, and thumped old
Reddy for looking sympathetic. His
days We're taken up with milking and
choring and the neglected fall blowing
weighed on his soul like heavy crime.
By the end of the week he arrived at
tn conclusion that man was not made
to live alone; and that women were
some use on a farm, if it was only to
milk "twa an twanty coos"
The sight of the old sow padding
round in gallons of clotted cream fill
ed his soul with anguish nor were his
tortures mitigated by the reports of
the approaching wedding. Hardly
day passed without some busybody
dropping in to tell him of the grand
preparations and dark hints of the de-
voted attentions of Wully Bell invar-
iably accompanied the descriptions.
The day before the wedding his native
obstinacy, the cherished heritage of
long line of Scots, was swept away by
thee tide of conflicting emotions that
night he let the cows go unmilked, and
might have been seen after dark tear
ing up the line to Stratford.
The good folks of Zorra f1oclxed from
far and near to the wedding of Dave
Shocks daughters. Out on the milk
stand by Aunt jeans gate sat old Dom
aid Dhu, piping his fine style the
Gathering of the Clans"-and they
gathered From Stratford, st. Mary,
and as far south as Innerkip, came Nc
Donalds, Murrays, Sutherlands and
Rosses. bringing every man his wife,
daughter and a wee bit present"
The guests who had a bid ia the
weddin" sat on the horsehair chairs
of state in the front parlor, solemn
ly contemplating the glories of the rag
carpet, or gazing with rapt devotion
at the God Bless Our Home" worked
cocious age of II. A cheer from with
out occasionally disturbed the calm
repose of their company manners, and
the noisy demonstrations of the ell
bred folk wha had but a bid for the
dance, yell KEN" sent a shiver round
the polite circle.
At the south side of the room, with
their backs to the window, the young
couples stood facing the minister, who
calmly turned the leaves of his book.
Having found the place, he cast kind
ly glance over the top of his spec
tacles at the blushing girls, and clear
ed his throat with a preliminary
"hem!" He had already opened his
mouth to commence the marriage SER
vice, when a rousing cheer from with
out and the lively rattle of farm
wagon interrupted him.
"Why!" he exclaimed, peeping out Of
the window Its our good brother,
David Mcdonald Welcome, brother
Mcdonald" he shouted, running to the
door. "Ye're just in time"
"Guid day, meenister!" replied Dave,
somewhat sheepishly. He would like
to have known whether Mrs. Shock had
FULFILLED her threat anent his unelder-
ly language.
What haze We in the wagon, Dave?"
asked his wife.
80, a wee bit weddin' present" re-
piled Dave, glancing shamefacedly at a
couple of brand new organs. "Ane for
We, Bessie" he said, unclasping the
girls arms from around his neck, AN