The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1907-12-07
THE NEW BoARDER AT CARRvILLE.
A Pretty School Teacher and Learned
Professor.
BY EDITH FULLERTON SCOTT.

Nov sit right down. my dear, do !
You're all tuckered out with the walk
up that hill. / always did say that
hills weren't meant for human bein's
to climb it's hard enough work for
horses and other dumb critters with
four legs to help them. Not but that
I'm fond of hills, in way. They're
most refreshin' to look at-from a
distance-and I wouldn't be hired to
live in town where there's nothin' to
be seen but dusty streets and brick
houses, but they certainly are dread
ful hard on your back and for takin'
the breath clean out of you there's
nothin equal to them. Here, drink
this glass of milk-it's nice and cool
and will set you up bit"
The school teacher from the city"
gratefully accepted the offered bever-
age and then leaning back in the old
fashioned rocker watched her hostess,
who went on with the ironing that
had been interrupted for minute by
the visitors arrival.
Don't you ever get tired, Mrs.
White?" she asked, noting admir-
ingly the strong muscles of the barred
arm as the iron moved swiftly to and
fro. "How do you manage to do
everything about the house, with no
one to help you? And I should think
you would get lonesome, too, with
nobody to talk to during the day."
Law sakes, child, I don't do half
what 1 did ten years ago. Then, I
not only did all the housework, but
l helped on the farm, MIXED the
COWS, and even tended to my own
garden patch. I could do it all now,
if 'twern't for my lame hip, but ever
since fell OH the ice and was laid up
with broken bone for nigh on two
months-that' goin' on nine years
ago-I amt been quite up to par, and
it's kinder hard for me to get around.
As to bein' lonesome, why don't
have time to think of sech thing.
The only time 1 ever did feel so, was
Just after my boy went away to school.
His father was very scholarly sort
of man, ought to have been a profess
sor instead of farmer, and before
he died he made me promise to send
the lad away for his schoolin'. Well,
AS I was sayin' just after Teddy went
away it seemed as though I couldn't
stand the stiffness of the place, and l
got to be afraid of my own shadow
even. But then, the Deacon, who
had lost his woman while before,
come in one night, and he says, says
he, Mary Amid known him ever
since we was boy and girl together
Mary Ann, you seem dreadful lone
some nowadays, and my house is
goin to rack and ruin, so what dye
say to jinin' forces ? and then he up
and-"Well," she continued, faint
blush overspreading her wrinkled
cheeks, ito cut long tale short, we
was married the next month and for
most score of years we've lived
happy ever since, as the story books
say"
81 didn't know you had son, I"
the school teacher remarked. He
doesn't live here, does he?" she asked
rather hesitatingly, not knowing but
that he might now be numbered with
the dear departed.
Didn't you, Miss 7 b m o n ?
Somehow 1 thought everybody knew
about my boy, for he's maxim name
for himself" Mrs. White answered,
her face beaming with motherly pride.
"He's as smart as a whip, and, like
his father, dotes on books. In fact,
he graduated from college, and is
now a professor of somethin' or other
i never could remember the word,
but it ends with 'ology'-in a large
private school in New York. He's
maxim lots of money and every Christ
mas he sends me a hundred dollars,
which 1 always put into the bank for
him, though of course he don't know
that's what becomes of it. The Dea-
con gives me all need, and / often
think perhaps Teddy'll be marryin'
some of these fine days, and then he'll
be glad enough to have tidy little
sum to go honsekeepin' on. Of course
he'll have his fathers farm when /
am gone, but that amt worth much
of anythin', and all the ready money
there was went to pay for his schoolin'
-schoolin' is terrible expensive-so
1 feel it's my duty to look out a mite
for his future. He's a good boy,
Teddy is. He never forgets his old
mother but comes to see her when
ever he gets the chance, ard is just
as lovir' as when he was baby, and
that's sayin' a great deal. What
Must you go?" as Miss Thomson
arose. "Well, I'm real glad you
stopped ir, and you must come again.
Oh most forgot-the Church Mis-
sionary Society meets here next Tues.
day at three O'Clock, so won't you
come, too? We always have rea
nice times, sewin' and talkin' ;. and il
would be sort of sociable for you."
The invitation was so heartily giver
that Miss Thomson gladly accepted
it, and then bidding the Deacon:
CHEEKY wife goodbye, proceeded or
her homeward way.
The school teacher was the one
boarder that the village of Carrvills
could boast of. There was tradi
ton that in days gone by, there hat
been a small inn where several stran
gers could be accommodated, but tha