The Newtown bee., 1903-11-13

Mrs Mooney listened half inpatient y. 'It's about thet same city board er of your'n thet l come to talk. Where is he?"
 "Hiram took him in the blackboard to catch the o'clock train. He took 1t into his head to go home fer a day or so."
 Mrs Noone leaned forward and laid one large hand on her hostess knee. "What do you think O thet feller any how?" she demanded.
 "What do I think of him? Nice ap- bearing feller enough; agreeable an pleasant, pays his board regular in ad vance O the week. My, but he has stacks O. money, owns a house on Fifth avenoo, New York; has nice, ma and sisters, judgin from the pictures he shown me, nice-'
 "But, interrupted the other, would you, Miranda Ann Smith, if you had darter.-which you never had,-would you want her to git stuck on him?"
 "No, can't say as would. Still Polly is g right nice gal and would make man good wife, and it may be thet is jest what thet feller is after"
 "Wall, I don't take no chances. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. There's Luke Perkins, steady an true as steel, an his farm an new house, an jest as determined to nave Polly as ever was. An really l think Polly leans towards him, but doesn't quite know her own mind. Now you an I, Miranda Ann Smith, have got to show her. We're a-goin' to New York City to-morrer, an Polly's a-goin, too"
 Mrs Smith sat up with a gasp" Good lands sake, Mrs Mooney, air you be- reft O. your seven senses? To-morrer's Labor day in the first place, an what about the picnic we've planned fer so long? An even if it warn't fer thet, Eve never been to New York City or you nuther."
 'sBut we're a-goin' now, have an idee an your a-goin' to help me carry 1t out. This mans been a boardin' at your house, ,an' you're bit responsible. I reckon the picnic won't fall through if we three ain't there, Joshua can take the children along an the victuals As fer us, we'll have picnic enough l guess, to last us fer some time. Now this is my idee. Miranda Ann Smith, Wen, take an early start to-morrer mornin.' There's to be big parade in New York City. see that in the papers-a Labor day parade. Mebbe 1t goes up Fifth avenue Anyhow, we dO."
 'It takes four hours to go> to New York by train, Mrs Nooney."
 "Let it take seven I don't care. I'll pay the fares. We'll leave here at 8, and get there at noon. We'll git to that feller's house in time to stay as long as we keer to, I reckon. We will say thet, havin' never been to New York, we come instid O tending the picnic, an knowin' he lived on Fifth avenoo, we thought thet would be a good place to see the parade!''
 "But, Mrs Mooney, I declare I don't see what 1t is all about. What are we a-goin fer, an how is 1t a-goin to show Polly her own feelin's towards him or or Luke Perkins? Thet's what I can t make out.'
 "Wall, you air thick" Mrs Mooney rose and carefully smoothed her black silk apron. "We're honest folks, Mir anda, you an |, but we're not city folks an we're not like city folks. Our ways air diff'rent, our clothes air diff'rent our speech is diff'rent. That felle1 thinks my Polly is a purity little play thing. When he sees her with his ma an sisters, she'll show up so different from them she won't stand much show You'll see. Oh. ! know" contempt uously, eff he was a man an loved her he'd love her jest the same, but he's no1 a man an' he doesn't love her an he'l be a&Rmed of the hull of us. You'l see, at Polly'll see. It won't be fur fer her, but it will bring her to he senses. Now I shant say a word tt l Polly, only that we're a-goin' to New York to see the LabOr-day parade The rest will turn out natural enough You leave it to me. Joshua will take us to the station in the two scatter And, Miranda Ann Smith, as vol haven't darter O your own an wish you had, don't fail me now" -1
 And turning on her heel, the visito departed as she had come,-grim an, resolute.
 The great carved door swung opel and the stiff backed footman conduct ed them into the white and gold recep tion room. MT Curtis was out, bu
 would return in less than an hour. ,. | Mrs Smith, hot and tired from he Journey, sank into the recesses of 2
 white satin divan, and then gaspet
 with horror as she wondered how sh' should extricate her two hundred an( odd pounds from 1t. She was dressed
 in her best black satin, which with he
 brown mantilla, was none too cool
 Her purple bonnet was awry. She wa anxious and uncomfortable and hearti ly wished that she had gone with Hi
 ram to the picnic.
 Mrs Mooney, prim and eager, sat ol the edge of straight backed chair
 wondering if it was real gold. Ant Polly, pretty little Polly, who was tn cause ot their coming, forgot the dis comfort of her tight Sunday boots a she gazed about the beautiful room So this was his home! She had neve
 read or dreamed of anything so mag niticent. She wondered-but he
 thoughtswere diverted by the entranc