Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1905-11-01

N vC1 Gun curry IL easily, SalQ
I'D Mrs. Houston, referring to
~ the small order she had just
8 given the grocer.
ma, ma" returned Mr.. Ogilvy firmly,
"1'll send it wi the utmaist pleasure.
That laddie O. mines is j1st eatin' his
held nff, as it wSre, for want o. some
thin to dae. " see," continued the
grocer, who had been vainly longing
all the afternoon for some one to talk
to. I'VE see, Mistress Houston, it's no
as II 1t was the simmer, when things is
kim O. brisk-no' as brisk as they
MIGHT be, but jist kin O. brisk-an' the
laddies cairryin' messages near a day
to the veesitors an whiles near rim aft
his twa feet tryin' for to obleege folk
that forget what they're needin' till the
last meenit an are over prood to cair-
ry parcel, unless maybe yin contain
in jools or scent or some ither vanity.
Deed, aye! It's fair monsterous the
wey some folk come dancin' into the
shop, jist as if their internal organs
excuse me mentionin' sic things, Mis-
tress Houston-jist as if the organs
refer to had rcmindit them suddenly
expectin' me to send proveesions to ev-
cry pint o. the compass us quick as ye
can say Jack Robison!"
ITS good thing you have good
temper, Mr.. Ogilvy," Jess remarked,
smiling and preparing to depart.
II doot ma tempers mo- aye that
guild. Some o. the messages is hardly
worth cairryin', an it's suffeecient to
max an or'nar' buddy like maser bile
to be commando, for example, to send
tippence worth O. bird seed mile alang
the shore, wi'oot delay, to n Teddy that
gets next to naethin frae me MS n
rule"
"What n sin!' exclaimed Mrs. Hous-
ton sympathetically.
"'Deed, Mistress Houston, whites
try to think of job bein' a grocer, but
efter a it's maybe jist as weel for him
he wasna. doot he wud haze feed up
rs / did, though tried no. to show it,
when a Teddy cam in yin mornln' in
July an ordered an unce o. pepper
corns to be sent hauf mile in hurry
because her cook was waitin' on them
nm She wasna gaun stracht hamc. She
wasna vera guild customer but tell't
her as nice as possible was rale sorry
had naebody to send VII her es-
teemed order. l said esteemed ALLOW
ma breith, We ken. But she turned on
me us If she was doochess an me a
bit o. dirt an spiert in an exceedin of
fensive vice if didna keep boy. l
was that angry / didna care il she
never darkened ma door again, an /
telrt her l did keep a boy, but he was
jist human yin WI twa arms an
twa legs an no. new patent feein'
machine fit to cover twa-three hummer
mile an 'oor an deliver messages as
shin as they was GOT the customers
mooths. An she smiled gey soorlike
an said sud keep mair nor the yin
boy. l was gaun to gle her reply to
that, but jist then the laddie cam in,
an, thinkin' 1t better no. to create Il
scene, as it We're sent him alang wi
the peppercorns.'
THAT was good Of you, Mr.. Ogilvy."
Aye, an l got rich an Draw re-
ward! She sent them back the next
day because they was black an she
wantit white. It's as true as I'm here,
Mistress Houstonw
Jess tried not to laugh and murmured
something sympathetic. well, Mr..
Osilvy, must be going. Thanks for
sending the things. There's no hurry
for them"
.I'll send them inside the 'oor. The
laddie's Mt his tea the moo, but he'll no.
pc lang" said the grocer, who did moi
want her to go just yet. yell be gey
prood o. David's new place." he re
marked. II never seen n finer liners
chop. / was through it wi David the
sther day an was tellin' him it was
5ist like Il palace efter the aud place
My, 1t was unco clever o We TO mind
ABBOTT the insurance, Mistress EIous
toni" he went on, with admiration ii
his voice. david tell't me ABBOTT it."
Did he:" said Jess looking and feel
ing shy.
Aye, he tclft me. Iere no vexcd
at me kennin', are We, Mistress Hous
tong"
NO, no. But there's no need to say
anything about it TO anybody else
Il wudna dae tllat-nae fears I'm
ms secret as a--a-tinned tongue" re.
turned the grocer, finding sudden i'll
SEPARATION on his counter. Il am that.
Mistress Houston. An ken fine Da-
vid tellt me ABBOTT ii in the fulness u
his hert, for lie said, If it hadna been
for ma wife, Cgilvy, l wud be IL ruined
man this day That WAS when he was
lettin me see the new premises, so to
speak. An he was tellin' me hoo jill
cent a his big customers haze been in
lettin' the jobs staun' till lie was in n
poseetiOn for to attend TO them. an
when telft him it was jist because
they kent when they had guild man
he turned on me gey quick an said
It's the wife that brocht a the luck!'
An l believe he wasna faur wrang,
Mistress Houston"
II must really 90, Mr.. Ogilvy,' the
young woman said, flushing
Yell be gaun TO see yer aunt. may
be!" said the grocer, with exaggerated
carelessness, while lie toycd with his
ham knife
mo. She went up TO the town this
morning
''She gaed to the toon this mornin'!
It's queer didna see her gam 10 the
boat. But mind moo that maj atten.
ton was occupied wi picliin' cot II
hauf dizzen cllippit eggs for Mistress
Waddell-puir buddy-iist when tile
boat was comm in TO the pier. An is
yer aunt for bldin' lang i'll GIesca. Mis-.
tress Houston:''
"Oh, no! She'll be home with tic
last boat tonight"