Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1905-10-11

In I'm no. vera fameeliar WI the paur-
lours O. weemen folk"
"Ah, but 1t wis gey awkward, tell
We. But may say that Mistress Wal
lace never referred to the vaze efter
that nicht-no but what she referred
kin o. freely to 1t Mt the time. If it
l'adna heen fur Jess, wud haze said
there WAS mair tai. i.gi' i. dizzcn vazes
was worth"
'Ye-ye're wecl aft wi yer wife, Da-
vid,' observed the grocer, staring at
the fire.
AYE" said David briefly, but not
coldly.
yen be gey CHEEKY alang at Hazel
Cottage thae lang NIGHTS" continued
the older man. Its IA rale fine
thing to interchangeable comp'ny, as
1t were eh?''
AYE" said David softly, pushing
down the shreds of glowing tobacco
with n hardened forefnger.
"An'-an' yer wife's gey weel aff wi
her aunt" said the other after some
hesitation.
aud wumman," said the Joiner heart
ily.
"Shes no. that aud"
IL didna mean that exactly, but of
course she's guild bit aulder nor Jess
an me. wudna say but what she's
jist ut her best"
''ln her prime, as it We're"
"Jist that"
'Wecl, I'm shair there's naebody
like better to see comm over ma door
STEP" said Mr.. Ogilvy warmly, "even
If it's fur nae mair nor n penny's
worth"
"Ye've kent her longer nor me-"
"Och, aye She's been regular Gus
toner o. mine since she cam to Kin
lochan, an I'm prood to say I've never
had n complaint frae her except yinst,
an that was when sent her dog bis
cults in mistake for abernethies, an it
was the laddie in the shop that done it
because she had cuffed him for roarin
Scots wha haze" at her door instead O.
ringin' the bell like an or'nar' Chris
tian. But that was the only complaint
I ever had, David" And the grocer
proceeded to relight his pipe.
"That's vera satisfactory, I'm shair,"
said David.
Il think it is" said Mr.. Ogilvy, puff
ing with the air of man who is
pleased with himself. But l was rale
prood to be invited to ma tea the NIGHT.
Nae doot lost bit custom shuttin'
up ma shop earlier nor usual, but
what's n shillin' or two when we're en-
jyin' yerseP?"
"Mphm!" murmured the younger
man, checking laugh.
After considerable paussDthe grocer
resumed the conversation.
II was gaun to gle Il hint, David,
ABBOTT job that'll likely be stairtit
efter the New Year Are We near feen-
shed up at Arden?"
It'll be twa-three weeks yet afore
Pm through. It's been big job"
THE bigger the better. Weel, the
job l was gaun to. tell We ABBOTT is n
boathOuse that Mr.. Colman wants built
name O. yer wee lighthouses, but a
big yin to baud three or Tower boats,
an it's TO be done up in the best style"
Hoo dae We get to hear o. things o.
exclaimed David, sitting up in his
chair.
"Aw, never you mind ABBOTT that, but
If We want the job tax ma advice an
gang to Mistress Colman first She's
the manager o. the establishment, but
she's kind Teddy, an'-;n' We can men
ton that sent We, if We like
Zach, l see it neo!" cried Houston.
at was her wee lassie that We pickit
cot frae among the horses feet at
"Whisht, man, whisht! That's nae
thin to dae WI 't!' cried Mr.. Ogilvy,
confused. "Jist you TAX ma hint an
dinna tell onybody."
"'Deed, Pm greatly obleegcd to We,
but
Just then the aunt and niece entered
the parlor, and the conversation be-
came general. The grocer expanded
wonderfully, and it was soon discover
ed that he was the possessor of stock
of old and chiefly weird local legends,
with which he RECALLED the company un.
til Mrs. Wallace started up and in.
formed her visitors that they could not
remain in her house another minute
Without feeling the least offended, but
in the best of spirits, they shortly took
their departure, David carrying Ian
tern, for the night was dark.
"Davic," whispered Jess as they went
through the garden gate, tell Mr.. Ogil
w YOU want him to come to tea to
morrow night"
"'Deed, aye, lass. That was wee
tlocht o." he returned and passed the
invitation ON to the grocer.
''Thenk We, thenk ye," said Mr.. Ogil
Wy, coughing loudly. "I'll be jist dee
lighted. Thenk We, thenk ye."
when they had parted with him. op
posite his shop, David began to laugh
softly.
"What is itY" asked Jess.
"Ogilvy's efter your Aunt Wallace"
ooh, Davie, II believe he is"
HAS lie ony chance think We, JESSE
"I'm afraid not. Poor Mr.. Ogilvy
Aunt won't marry again"
| "a wumman's got to be askit frs
l OHS Ney. oul Wuu Ike ~ ste I'LL
weel lukit efter, for he's dacent mar
an guild freen' to you an me, lass
And David told his wife Of the new
work in prospect.
"Thats finer she cried softly. ooh
Davie, 1t was such a relief to get tina,
awful bill off our minds today, WASH,
It'll"
"'Deed, aye" he assented lightly.
"But there's lot to be done yet,
she said seriously after moment. 81
mean, we must keep it up, mustn't
WEI" she added hastily lest he should
suspect more than she wanted him IL
know.
"Jist that" lie said gayly. "Dinna
fash yersel, dearie. We're daein' fine
l only wish Dobbie wud send dowr
| that gless ordered the ither day."
HAS it not come?' she asked in sud
den alarm.
ooh, it'll likely be here the morn
But was thinkin' O. takin the day tc
gang an see the dukes chrysanthe
r a