News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1902-05-21

she would say something hot and hasty,
for which she would certainly be sorry
afterward, so wisely she restrained
herself. A hot blush overspread her
cheeks. She thanked her mistress Bit
terly and whisked from her presence.
"Heighor' Nancy sighed as she scrub
bed a big plunge churn in the dairy
/ later on the same day.
"Heighow was echoed back as from
breast weighted with trouble.
Nancy, startled, looked up and beheld
rakish dashing fellow seated on one
of the milk crooks which stood on the
table. He was laughing heartily at
the start he hSd given her.
Hello, Nancyw he said when he
could
Nancy had been more than half in
clined to laugh at first, his countenance
was so humorous and his manner so
| catching, but she remembered Mrs
Nelson's warning, so she replied tart
ly:
Indeed an my name comes glib to
We, doesn't it, or not?"
"By George, it does! Seems to me
like as if I'd known you, Nancy, for
the last so years."
"Well, the quicker We get rid O. that
notion the better. Who are We, or what
are We, or what's yer business here?"
That's right, now. l like that, Nan
cy. That's coming plank down to bust
| o. Wn1 Pm Tommy I'm
a harum scarum good for nothing-at
least so the old woman says, and she
should know-and my business here is
to court you"
Nancy flung the churn scrubber at
him by way of reply to his audacity,
and Tommy caught it deity. He dis
mounted from his position and, APP
preaching Nancy, returned the brush
with a mock bow, then turned to her
the back of his bent head, saying:
Perhaps you would like to ease your
distressed mind by Furnishing Tommy
Nancy without any delay drew him
across the head a smart whack of the
brush, causing him to jump up with
yell and execute a good imitation of
an Indian war dance around herself
and the churn, rubbing and scratching
the back of his head the while.
THAT'S for yer imperence," Nancy
said when he quoted.
"Oh, you duck! Shouldn't like to be
thrashed every day for just such a
vision as your sweet self"
''In troth," said Nancy, "if We provoke
me to go practicin my wrist on We again
ye'll maybe find it's little O. the visions
about it-or at least it's the sort O.
vision that laives blisthers behind it,"
Nancy, mavourneen, it's l who know
that, for already there's a blister on
my heart the size of your shoe-the size
of my own shoe, mean"
'Be off, l say, or I'll raise them the
size O. yer head-an that's big enough
ON the ribs of ye. Be off, tell ye!'
"And l can't go, 1 tell your accom-
panied by such a travesty on an ogle
that Nancy was compelled to laugh.
st wasn't enough for yer mother to
warn me against We, suppose, an tell
me the sort O. villain ye were an the
thricks We do be up to-"
Nancy, agrah l wish the next time
you find my mother preaching against
counting you'd just only ask her quietly
if she never did it herself and did she
get the man sent down from heaven in
a hand basket of a morning"
go ask her yerself, We rascal! Aren't
We every bit as big an as ugly as me to
do the business?"
"Ah-h-h, Nancy, avilish"
"Begone, for the common nuisance ye
are" And by means of a very vigorous
assault OF him with the scrubbing
brush Nancy whacked him out of the
door and slammed it in his face.
AS she got at her work again he was
sending a parting salute through the
keyhole:
'Yes, Nancy, darling, I'm gone-gone
to patch together as best | can the
smithereens of a smashed heart. With
that cruel brush of yours you've made
very small pieces of it. If can get it
into any sort of presentable order, I'll
be back for another court tomorrow.
Till then adieuw
"Then the divil go with ye" Nancy
shouted.
"a purity boy indeed We are" she
went on smilingly, soliloquiZing as she
wrought "a purity boy, troth! An
small wondher yer own mother had to
warn me against We. If We come 70
keep me from work the mora, I'm
afeerd it isn't the scrubbin brush III
be usn on We. No; I'll be afther takin
to We somethin a thrifle weghtier-
somethin that'll make We Farm yer place
an keep it."
Hes been interfering with you, l
see, the rascal that he is"
1t was Alexander, the bashful, who
surprised Nancy this time, only Nancy
noted that, though solemn enough, he
aid not look quite so bashful as he had
done in his mothers presence.
"Ha, ha, ha" Nancy laughed. "Not
a bit of interference, only just crackin
a joke to keep me from feelin home
sick. Intherferin! Hagh! Not him!
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