Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1906-06-21
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girl was laying the cloth on for dinner,
looked at her with a sudden in
tentness.
Haven't you been crying, Jo-
HANNAH" she asked kindly.
"Ach-it iss not much, the woman
said, refractory tear starting down
her cheek, "it iss that America so
strange iss-and the city-I cows
miss-and the garden, and making
the butter-yes, and her exceeding
ly blonde skin turned red with the
effort she made to keep the tears from
coming in torrents.
Mrs. Johnson's eyes looked medita-
sive while she tried to think what
form of comfort to offer.
I'm cory you are homesick-it'a e
an awful feeling. But cheer up" she
said sympathetically. "Ill give the
cook money Tor theatre tickets and
you can both 60 to see that spectacu-
lar thing they say is so wonderful.
Johanna smiled gratefully. "You
SO very good iss, "she said, as she
went towards the kitchen.
In the midst of his dinner Mr..
Johnson thought Of something and
commenced laughing.
II had most unusual order today
from customer down South. He or
dered whole list of things. then cli-
NAKED with one wife for a widoger of
35."
Mrs. johnson 8 eyes were wide with
unbelief. Charley Johnson-y o u
certainly are joking. The ma n
couldn't have been so foolish as to be
in earnest ?"
II wasn't for himself-it was for a
country customer-a young wldower
with dairy farm on his hands that
has been going to rack and ruin since
his wife died.
Mrs. johnson was evidently struck
with an inspiration.
30 4! Charley-how would Johanna
do?" she suggested enthusiastically.
II think that she would do finely
just fill the bill-if.she would CO."
Mr.. johnson flushed obviously.
"But if sent down a piece of pink
and white, yellow haired perfection as
Johanna, l am afraid l would have an
order from every farmer in North
Carolina, and would be forced to open
matrimonial bureau. -
"Do you know anything about the
widower Mrs. johnson asked at
length.
"Yes, Hayes wrote me letter and
gave pen-picture of his life from the
cradle to the grave-his wife's grave. l"
he added with a grin, appreciative Of
wit; "says he will absolutely vouch
for him, and that if | can find WON.
an who is suited to the man he de-
scribed it will be good thing for her
By Jove | believe Johanna is the
ne plus ultra-if she'll go-pity she
can't talk better English"
"Oh, her little foreign talk won't
make any difference he can stand it /;
you see, am able to stand your Lat.
in or French, whichever it isl can
never quite determine from your &C.
cent"
John Burden pulled the horses up
under the of an elm near the door of
the ladies' waiting-room and handed
the reins to his companion with
sheepish smile.
"Hold on to these, Mr.. Hayes; you
got me into this business, and you
must help see me through. Do look
much like a fool ?"
Martin Hayes, dealer in general
merchandise, chuckled as he took the
reins. "No, sir. You are the person
ifcation of the gay and festive bride.
groom-not an unnecessary sign Of
foolishness about you. Of course, the
new suit and the rosebud in your but.
tonhole are allowable as be6tting the
occasion. INCEST suit l had in stock,
old boy-hope she'll like it.
Burden arranged his nectie with
clumsy fingers. "Glad all the inter.
nal quaking don't show on the out.
side. There's the train in sight.
Gee Don't believe there's ever a day
made as hot as this"
he made his way through the
crowd the around the little depot
and stationed himself where he could
get a good view Of the passengers
alighting from the train.
He kept on the lookout for wom-
an wearing dark blue dress and
carrying suitcase marked Johanna
Gersler. Mr.. Johnson had written