The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1904-11-06
The MAID AND THE WIDOW.

prising. because you always did do jus
| the right thing, Aunt Mary; it was
| that always did just the wrong thing
but I'm Strengthened out now and thi
time it's forever-you just wait ant
| see.
There's one thing bothers me some
| and that is don't get strong very fast
| They want me TO take a tonic, but
| don't think a tonic would help ms
much. I feel so sort of blue and de-
pressed, and perhaps that's natural
for Bob'S away most Of the time and
I'm here all alone. It's a big house and
sort of lonely, and sometimes I find my.
self imagining how it would seem to
have some one from home in it with me
and I find myself almost erying-I do
for fact, Aunt Mary.
Next week, Bob is going to be away
more than usual. and I'm dreading it
awfulfy; but, never mind, Aunt Mary,
I don't want to make you blue, because
honestly I don't think I'm going into
a decline, even if the doctor does. And,
after all, if I did sort of dwindle away
it wouldn't matter much, for I'm not
worth anything, and no one knows tina
as well as mySelf--except you Aunt
Mary.
1 must stop because it's nine o'clock
and time I was in bed I've got some
socks to wash out first, too; you see.
I'm learning how to economic Just as
fast as / can. It's only two miles to
my work, and I'm going to walk back
and forth always that,n be between
fifty cents and a dollar saved each
week. I'm figuring On how to live on
my salary and never have a debt. and
you'll be proud of me yet, Aunt Mary
If I don't, die first.
Think of me all alone here next week.
If I wasn't steadfast as a rock 1 be-
lieve I'd do something foolish Just 10
get out of myself. But never mind,
Aunt Mary, it's all right.
Your aft nephew,
JOHN WATKINS, JR., DENHAM.
When Lucinda returned from drying
her feet, Aunt Mary had her handker-
chief in one hand and her spectacles
in the other.
Saints and siunerst' cried the maid,
in a voice that grated with sympathy
He amt writ to say he's dead, is he?"
NO. said Aunt Mary: .but he isn't
as well as he makes out. There's no
deceivin' me, Lucinda!"
Dear. dear!" cried the Trusty ana
True; lis that so? What's to be done?
Do you want Joshua to run any
where?'
Aunt Mary suddenly regained her
Run anywhere?" she asked, with
her usual bitter intonation If you afn't
the greatest fool I ever was called upon
to bed and board, Lucindai Will you
kindly explain to me how settin' Joshua
trottin' is goin' to do ans mortal good
to my poor, dear boy away off there in
that dreadful city?''
HE could telegraph to Miss Are
thusa," Lucinda suggested.
IT don't want her. said Aunt Mary |
with a positiveness that was final. 81
don't want her-I don't want her, nor
no Twin soul except my trunk: an I
want that just as quick as Joshua can
haul it down out of the attic
You amt "thinkin of goin' travelin'i"
the maid cried, in CONSERVATION; you
can't never be thinkin' of that?'
NO. said her mistress, with fine
irony; 81 want the trunk to make pie
put of. Probably
Lucinda was speeches..
Lucinda her mistress said, after a /
few seconds had faded away unim-
proved, seems to me I mentioned
wantin' Joshua to get down a trunk
seems to me I did,
The maid turned and left the room.
She felt more or less dazed. She went
to find Joshua, and she found him in
the farther end Of the rear woodhouse
John Watkins, like several of his ilk,
having marked each forward step in
the world by a back extension of his
house.
Joshua was chopping wood; his ak
was high in air.
"She's goin' to the city all alone!"
1ucinda's voice suddenly proclaimed be-
1ind him.
The AK fell.
WHO says sop it's. handler demand
I'd, facing about.
'tShe says so.''
Joshua picked up the ak and poised
t afresh.
She'll go, them he said, calmly,
Lucinda marched around in front of
him, and planted herself firmly among
the chips.
Joshua Whittlesey!"
s 1--WE can't help it, said Joshua,
stolidly. Were here to mind her. If
she wants to go to New York. or to-
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