Evening journal., 1902-09-01

heh supper udu Deeu cOnclude0,
Mr. Gallup sat down to read a PAM
phlet descriptive of the Virgins wash
ing machine and Mrs. Gallup flung a
shawl over her head and ran over to a
neighbor's TO give warning that the
chicken pox had broken out in a town
only ten miles away and would proba-
bly sweep the whole country before II
could be staid. 1t was hardly a quar-
ter Of an hour before she returned, and
her first action was to pitch forward
on the lounge and roll over three times
before she got settled down into a COM
Portable position to do some weeping.
Her conduct ought to have attracted
immediate attention, but it didn't. Mr..
Gallup was reading a declaration from
the sole inventor and proprietor that
the Virgins washing machine had saw
ed the public 100000 pounds Of soap
in the last year, and the family clock
might have stopped without his taking
notice Of 1t. When about so sobs and
slghs and groans had failed to arouse
him, Mrs. Gallup sat up and said:
Samuel, you know 1 went over to
see Mrs. Taylor. AS she has 'leven
children and is .allus willin to lend me
her fiatirons, thought it only right to
tell her that the whole 'leven might be
taken down with chicken pox any min
it. l hadn't hardly got my mouth open
before she bust into tears and put her
arm around me. She wasn't cryin on
account Of the chicken pox, but on my
account. l had bad news for her, but
she had Bladder for me. Don't you
want to know what it wasp
Mr.. Gallup didn't. He was reading
a testimonial from the wife Of a gov
ernor that the Virgins washer had
brought JOY to her household when ev-
erything else had failed, and he was
deaf to the outside world. Mrs. Gallup
waited a reasonable time for a reply
and then said:
''The news she had to tell me,
Samuel, was that had but three days
to live. If hadn't gone over there she
would have come over here, as she
thought ought to be maxim ready.
That's Mrs. Taylor all over. She's allus
doin sunthin for other folks. You must
remember when Saray Ann Spooner
died2 And you remember when Uncle
Goodrich was hooked to death by a
COW? Waal, Mrs. Taylor had warnin
three days ahead that both Of 'em was
goin to perish. Her clock suddenly
stopped with a whir-r-r-r, and both
hands p'inted In a certain direction. At
z .goIeat- 41,g1 a f4orroo, fba oIool~ cfo,-
ped agin and the hands p'inted right
toward our house. That meant me.
In three days from now I'll be sailin
around among the Clouds"
Mr.. Gallup didn't dispute it. He was
reading that the Virgins washer
would do the work of ten women at
the washboard, and he was giving the
inventor credit for being a bigger man
than p. T. Barnum or Dan Rice.
"Tm glad it's come, Samuel" con-
tinued Mrs. Gallup in more cheerful
tones. "You know 1 hev bin expectin
to die any mint for the last %
wears, and 1t has kinder kept me up
sot. You'll be glad. too, because you
don't like the smell Of camphor and
mustard plasters around. You may
feel a little lonesome for two or three
days after I'm gone, but with playin
checkers, goin TO the debatin society
and lookin around for a second wife
you'll soon chirk up and git your appe-
tite back. ] amt goin to ask you who
you shall take for your second wife,
but before'I go 1 want to talk with
you about the house. VIII you talk
with me, SamuelT
AIr. Gallup refused to commit him.
self. That Virgins washer was being
sold for $40 when other and inferior
machines were foisted on the public at
$15, and he was saying to himself that
Virgins ought to have the gratitude Of
the nation. Mrs. Gallup shed seven or
eight tears, caught a sob between her
teeth and went on:
'In the first place. the oven door to
the stove needs a new hinge. 1t got
broke seven years ago. but have got
along with it so as to save expense
Then the snout is broke Off our two
quart pitcher, and the handle is or the
gallon jug. If was goln to stay right
\ along on earth, shouldn't tell you
that we ought to hev n new set Of tea
spoons or that there are three holes IN
the dishpan, but Pm goin fur. fui
away, and your second wife won't put
up with things as l hev. We are still
sleepln on the same feather bed moth
er gave me when we was married, and
the feathers ought to hev new tickin
If was to live on, could make the
old sheets do fur a year more; but
as 1t is, / guess you'll hev to buy a
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