The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1905-08-04

as I wis sayin', a saft answers worth
tryin' moo an then"
Mrs Wallace paused for a few
seconds. Then, ia her usual abrupt
fashion, she said AN whit TUX David
to Glesca the dayT
Jess started Her husband had gone
to town by the early steamer and she
had been hoping that her aunt was
unaware OF the fact "Dd you see
Davie. Aunt WallaceT she inquired,
STOPPING to pick up the sock she had
dropped
"Ogilvy, the grocer. wis tellin' me he
seen him gaun on board the boat. an
twa-three ither fok in Kinlochan wis
spierin' If / kent whit his business
wis"
Mrs Houston fusi "a angrily "Hls
business is none of theirs anyhow
she said quickly.
"Och. We medina fee up. Jess" said
the old woman soothingly, but with
curious glance at her niece. IFS iist
the Kinlu,han way. Ye micht ken that
by this time
ITS horrible way cried the other,
he. iip quvering.
"Toots, havels There's naethin
horrible but murder an earthquakes.
Ye see, the folk thocht it wis kin O.
queer fur yer man to gang to Glcsca
the day when he micht haze waitit till
Saturday an got the chape ticket"
But this IS Only Tuesday
'Ah, but the Kinlochan folk thinks II
maun be gey important business or
pleasure IL it Gamma wait twa-thsee
days
Il don't care what the Kinlochan folk
think"
"Weef weel, its jist their curiosity,
an l suppose they dinna mean oiy
HARM, though l wudna like TO be aye
curious aboot ither folks business like
some o. them Ma motto is to mind yer
ain business Aye
In spite Of her worry jess nearly
laughed
Deed, aye" continued Mrs. Wal
lace, ITS o sad job when folk is aye
wuuneIin' an spierin' about yin an
ither I suppose yere eXpectin' David
hame the nicltY
"Oh. yes. l think he'll be here with
the next boat"
"Ye wud be rale prood that he got
the job O. the Arden greenhouses
Yes, OF course Mrs Houston an.
swered, trying to smile
Il wis hearin' the Fairport jiner was
Wild at no gettin the job. lie had
been over shair O. gettin' it, an he had
laid I'm heap o. wudd an moo he disna
ken whit TO dae WI the wudd, the stu
pit buddy! Ye can be over smart as
weel as over slow IN this wurld.
dinna think David Houston wud haze
made mistak' that wey Nae doot
it's the wudd that tux him to Glesca
the day"
"Yes," said Jess, wondering miser-
ably how her husband had succeeded
in his interview with Hardy 4 Son.
Il kin O. thocht it wis the wudd,
said Mrs. Wallace, secretly delighted
at having extracted her desired in
formation. For once she had got ahead
OF Mr. Ogllvy. the village oracle, who
had been inclined TO think that the
Joiner had gone to town merely on
pleasure, seeing that he had worn a
felt hat and not the customary cloth
cap.
"Weel. | maun gang moo, she an
nounced, preparatory TO rising. Il sup
pose yer man hasna been talkin' in his
sleep latelyr
NO" said Mrs. Houston, little puz-
zled
Il thocht he MIGHT haze mentioned a
lock fur ma coal cellar door. OF coorse,
We ken, dinna want TO hurry him, but
I've kin o. ambeetiOn, as il were. to
see a lock on that door afOre | dee.
But maybe it's whit the story books
ca wild an hopeless ambeetiOn,
Hoover, We can tell David I'm no
thinkin' O. deein' fur a year or twa yet
an Mercy me! Wha's this comm
to see yei'
A lady was bidding another goodby
at the gate and was evidently about q
enter.
~0h, dear.' sighed Jess. ITS Miss
! Perk from Point view"
III it's her" said Mrs. Wallace. ris
ing, "she gotten "A new hat an daft
like yin furbye. Weel | Gamma thol,
Miss Perk, hat or nae hat, 80 III bid
ye"-
Don't go. Aunt Wallace: please dom
go, the young wife implored III yot
stay she won't wait long. If she catch
es me alone she'll wait till Davie comes
home, and II don't want that"
"Ye dinna mean to tell me yer fear
fur her"
Il am, ! am. At least I'm not exact
ly afraid, but~but-I don't care about
her. She's always cOming TO lecture
me about Davie"
"D'ye tell me that? She better leave
that to me. the impiddent aud maid
She thinks she's a kin o. queen amani
the Klnlochan folk because she bideI
here through the winter an tak's th'
front place at a the SEWN meetini
an the like. An the warst o. il Is tha
the KinlOchan folk boo doom to her, no
fur love, fur she never gfed ava uay
thin dearer nor advice that naebOdl
wants, but iist fur Aw, here shei
comm" Mrs. Wallace's voice sank L
a whisper. "Neyer heed Jess. IN no
desert ye"
Mrs Houston threw her relative
grateful glance ana left the porch 4
meet her visitor, who came briskly ul
the path with businesslike air and
somewhat patronizing smile
Miss Perk, who, with an aged moth
/ ar lfvad con har rnonat-ff ~ Point F-f.,r