The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1907-04-17


"Tempyv' exclaimed Miss Prissy IN
a freezing tone. Bradley laughed and
ran to assist the fallen one Miss Tenn
py. now in perfectly helpless state.
wrung her hands and suffered.
1.-THE idea of givin' him fathers
chair cried Miss Prissy. "Tempv.
have you gone loony? hope you amt
hurt Cap'n Ezra. We never use that
chair now. 1t used to belong to IA
Their"
Miss Tempy was heard to remark.
feebly, that it looked $50 like him."
She declared afterward that she didn't
say it.
The captain made light of the acct
dent and selected another seat, care
fully testing it beforehand. He at once
began to talk about the weather and
Miss Prissy's illness. But the older
sister interrupted him as soon as the
opportunity offered.
What made you come to the back
door, she asked.
There wasn't an instant's hesitancy
in the captains reply:
'Oh.' he said lightly, ''it's rainin'
little, and | thought l wouldn't muss
up them floors of yours. l know them
floors of DID," he added, and laughed
heartily. He continued to talk about
the floors and seemed to think his fear
Of soiling them a great joke Miss
Tempy, who was trife more rational
by this time, laughed with him, but
Miss Prssy seemed still curious.
You used to come to the dinin' room
door, even when it showed" she said.
YES, but | had on my sea boots this
time, and they're so big / tote hat the
road along with me. Reminds me-" he
added hastily just in time to cut off
another question, ''of what the old man
my dad. l mean-said about a colored
| cook he had aboard his ship once. Dad
said that darky's feet was the largest
/ live things without lungs that he ever
saw out of water
/ Bradley thought he had never seen
! his partner so willing, even anxious.
to monopolize the entire conversation
! as he was that evening. He cracked
/ jokes and spun yarns without stopping
! to rest. Clara came in. after a little
| and seated herself quietly on tie sofa
! She, too, seemed q trifie nervous, but
the sisters did not notice it. They
were hypnot;zed by their callers live
ly tongue and laughed like girls Miss
Prissy grew more like herself every
| minute.
Don't go, cap'n," she pleaded, as the
visitor pulled out his watch and rose
from the chair II declare, you're
better'n the doctorr
Much obliged, Prissy, but twas too
much of a good thing that busted the
the cider Jug. Two opposition doc
tors in one house would be like the two
Irishmen fightin' for the pig-'twas an
! Elegant row. while it lasted, but 1t
killed the pig. No, | must be gittin'
on. | left my umbrella out IN the
kitchen. Clara, bring the lamp, will
you. please"
Clara rose and started for the kitch-
en-, but Miss Tempy intercepted her.
I'll git your umbrella, cap'n," she
said.
mo, no, you set still. Clara knows
just where it's: she put it away"
"WeIl. | guess | can find it. You
needn't come, Clara. Yes, here tbs.
Good night, Capn Titcomb. IL hope,
now you've found the way, you'll call
again some evenn'. Bradley III be glad
to see you, and so will prissy and
and l. Good night"
The captain walked briskly down to
the gate Then, as the door closed
behind him, he paused, wiped his fore
head with his coat sleeve and drew a
long breath.
There was jubilation in the old
maids room that night.
On Tuesday of the following week
this telegram came:
Boston, Mass.
Bradley Nickerson. Orham, Mass.
Come my office Immediately.
ALPHEUS COOK.
"Humph." grunted Captain Titcomb
"Short and crisp. like the old woman's
pie crust, amt it? Well, Brad, guess
you'd better go"
Bradley agreed with him and hur
ried home to pack his grip. He tool
care to tell Gus. She rejoiced witt
him over the triumph they both fell
sure was coming.
you're succeeding, Brad" she said
Everybody is talking about it. I'm
prouder of you than ever"
"But when will you be willing tt
have me tell people that we're en-
gagged? Mayn't l do that now, Gus"
She paused. and his hopes rose. bu
then she shook her head. 1T wouldn'
be fair to YOU" she said. Sometimes
feel that l almost-well, like you
enough to be content to stay in Orhan
all my life and work for you and will
you. I'm trying hard to feel that way
But at other times it seems as if
must get away to where the people
talk of something besides their neigh
bors' affairs; where there are grea
| things being done and where the worl(