The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-06-09

Obadiah, "but when the railroad taxes
$40 for a ticket to Boston and the
same back again, mans got to be
TOIlin' in riches or stay TO hum"
At this the ladys ripping laugh
again smOte his ear pleasantly. He
was beginning to like it. He chuckled
( responsibility, and they We're soon get
+ ting on the best of terms. They ex-
/ changed histories and condolences, SYM
! patbized in each others -IOsseS-she be-
/ ing a widow. Her husband, a sausage
makeT-WhOm she had married before
/ leaving her native Germany~-had died
+ in this country. She was now Ewing
I with a niece, who had written the let-
{ ter 20 obadiah for her. He found TO
| his great delight that she could milk,
/ il she had a suitable milking stool
make butter, also understood how to
care for poultry, and, to cap all, was
a church member. Could. read music
and sing hymns.
/ I'm free to say, ma'am," said Oba-
diah, after a tWO-hOurS' conference.
/ that you fill my idee in every way
complete, and I'm sorry if L don't fill
ITS like this" she replied. you
] wouldn't expect me to fall in love with
! you at first sight2'
/ We'll, no, wouldn't insist upon it,
/ 1T may be I like you pretty well
Fsome time.
I'd try to deserve your kindest feel
| ings, ma am, said Obadiah with a
/ great effort to look tender.
/ But you must tell me first all about
/ your home and property, and then I
may make up my mind" She smiled
| encOuragingly. and Obadiah complied,
/ tingtng everything with a roseate hue,
winding up with a few complimentary
! remarks, extolling her wisdom and
| business ability in wishing to know just
I how her future was to be provided
| for.
ven drive yer own boss. ma'am,
/ feed yer own chickens, milk yer own
cows There 120 acres of nice land as
! We want TO look at; not thistle or
( spear O. witch grass in the hull on it,
! and every rod stun-WaIled.'
/ Whether she fully understood the
many queer phrases in his flights of
! descriptive elOquenCe is uncertain. But
/ she was considerably impressed, and
/ the result was, they We're married the
! following day Obadiah took his bride
! across the East Boston ferry and back
! for a wedding trip. and they took the
/ tram Tor bradley Hollow and home.
The new Mrs. Gimley was eyed q
/ little wondeTingly and distrustfully at
first. as all newcomers in country VIII
lagos are. However, Mrs. Squire Jones
! and the pOstmaster'S wife had broken
/ the ice by calling Mrs GimIey's good
I natured face and simple manner had
/ impressed them .faVOrably and they
I told the HeuleyS- and BeasleyS and IN
/ derhills that "mebbe Obadiah might a
]
/ Jim Colcord, the village bad boy had
! twice been chasGsed by Obadiah for
/ yelling out remarks rejecting on Mrs,
! Gimleys size, but he had ceased 10
/ trouble and Obadiah contentedIy divid-
/ ed his time between his farm labOrs
/ and practicing hymns with his wife
/ who was soon TO make her debut in
/ the village choir. Mrs. Gfmley' proved
! to be a good housekeeper and Obadiah
/ believed that in her he had found his
plump and pleasing ideal.
! one sunny morning Mrs. Gimley, in
white sunbonnet and with a clean
I checked apron encircling her ample
/ waist, returned to the cottage from the
/ village store. where she had exchanged
/ a dozen eggs for a pitcher of Tnolasses
/ She tossed the sun bonnet which had
( shaded her red, perspiring face aside
/ shcOed the chickens out of the kitchen
( pulled down the shades TO make the
room cooler. as the morning was very
warm, and then sighed for a nice COO
/ glass of lager beer, such as she used
to have at home. Water was wei
( enough, but in her opinion didn't quite
fill the bin when she was so very
thirsty. She thought Of the casks OF
I cool cider in the cellar, and remem-
bered she had drank some cider once IL
Boston and thought it wishy-washS