Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-11-14

-. ca the devil wouldn't root around |
a,aorg good folks so much to keep up |
81 i'm but Oh, no! You amt |
coin. to put up with it. an right now
80 f.ce is sour enough lookin to |
-, roam in the middle o Deem |
ber.'
81 was thinkin' about George" said
uiIIver softly. It's mighty nigh Kill
in i'm"
rr.-.oneo Snowden. It's awful on
it U WHY. Just think of it. The best
.1aarra in barley receive him and like
him He was rising rapidly, but
+hinr like this, as proud and sensitive
as he is, will almost kill him.
won kin laugh an make sport as
much rs you want to- said Hhlyer,
-,ora boldly. AN you needn't kick agin
-a+I,;,,, unless YOU want TO, but it's jest
ma Iortie says. He won't be able to
Goo the music. He's all right when
no oin't driv' too fur, but this has al
-oodv started i'm to drinkin' agin."
ooh uncle. you don't mean it!'
.yos if has" groaned the merchant,
"an' the Lord only knows whar It's go
in to end
"Hub, I say. then, George Buckley
bain,t the man tuck i'm fer, retorted
Mrs Hillyer. Il wish l could ketch
lin, +al,in' a dram on account o this
thing I'd give i'm a talk that I'D make
| i'm
eco Git blind. soakin' drunk inter
runted Hillyer as he rose and went out
| through the kitchen to the stables to
500 if his favorite horse had been at
tended to. When he was gone, his
wife got up and punched the fire with
the poker.
81 reckon you think I'm hard heart
ed" she said to her silent niece, but
Hortie, it's the only way to git on witt
i'm. You don't know nothin'. never
let yore folks know what I've beer
through. I'd "a been crazy or deaC
long ago eff the Lord hadn't showed M
how to make light O serious things
I've had a heap o. tough times, but
believe this is a-goin' to be the hard
est"
"Why. Aunt Martha, what do yo
mean?"
"DOn't YOU see into it?' Mrs. Hillye
put the poker in the chimney corne
and leaned forward. "This has fetche
ND wore uncle's old trouble. Thing
like this usually do upset i'm. he
been actin quar- ever since old Bucl
= lev was arrested. Eff I've ketched II
: prayin' once over it l have twent
times. He hain't slept without l1gl
in bis room fer a month, an l hear L
prayin' an begin fer pardon in b
z sleep. 1t happened thirty years ag
an vet l never have spoke to hi
L about it nur has he to me-"
The young woman stood up besl'
her aunt.
/ "You don't really mean that you''
Ii lived with him for thirty years an
never mentioned that"
eyes. I do, Hortte. I've always heal
that that was one thing that nev'
4 could be talked about betwixt two pc
/ pIe. I knowed another woman th'
G was goin' through the same troubl
y an she told me she never had mel
a toned it to her husband. 1t jest looi
K like body cayn't allude to it som
- how. Sh! He's comm back"
Hillyer trudged through the big, a
" rarpeted dining room, his arms full
= frewood, which he carefully depositt
<, in the wood box, and then he went ba'
a to his chair.
= ."We've had a power O. fun in tn
=, nefghborhood today" Mrs. Hillyer sal
~ with one of her impulsive little laugh
- b 81 wonder eff the report got downtov
about Mrs. Dugan bein' quarantineC
20 81 hain't heard nothin' about it,
y, piled Hillyer. 81 don't know VIII
you mean"
49, Mrs. Hillyer laughed again. "Y'
% Dr. lobe quarantined 'er this even
about 8 o'clock The marshal col
~ UP an put red flag on er gate {
~ left orders that nobody should lea
Us the yard under penalty O the law"
IN What's the matter with 'er? ask
49,. the merchant.
'NOthin'," Mrs. Hillyer made
81, swer. Il believe it's jest DIR. Job
~. devilment to git even with 'er. Y
IN know Mary Houghs alvin in NJ
-. Dugan's three back rooms with
u new baby. Well. it got sick-could
rom
so i6