The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1907-12-06

respectable looking buggy outside.
arrange the packages, spread the
1aprobe generously and carefully
over the young woman's knees and
Eben, himself uncovered. drive away.
"Clayton's goin' to take good care
% that there wife o his" commented
the storekeeper.
Foolish OF him." declared Wash
1ngton Hancock.
Hell get tired o washin' up that
buggy o his'n after while n en-
clude the ole waggin's good enough
TO come to town to trade in" said
Sol Baker sagely.
Course he will" agreed Hancock.
"'He1l have her out to the woodpile
@plittin' stove wood. like as not. I've
knowed that to happen, too"
Baker had the grace to look en-
0arrassed when the storekeeper
snickered. "Theres wuss things than
splittin' lectle mite o. wood now
and then for n woman" he said.
Anyway, Clayt's wife'll take all the
care he kin give her an then need
more. If he amt washln' the dishes
for her afore long ! miss my guess.
She don't like no kind o work none
too well. She didn't as a gal"
"Ain't great hand to cook. they
tell me-" said the storekeeper. "Most
any one o the other gals could beat
her out when IL come TO fCln' up
% meal. Seems like Clayt nd have
took 'Lisbeth or Birdie If he WINS set
an bound to marry into the fam 'ly
This un's mighty slack mouthed by
ali accounts. | could ha' told him
suthin' on thet score If he'd come
60 me an asst me"
why didn't you tell him, any
way" asked Marvin Parsons.
TITS a pity she's slack mouthed,"
observed Hancock. ITS them kind
~ wimmen that gifts to talkin' about
Aheir neighbors after while. An
ats n funny thing that It's allus tho
%immen that does that. You might
BET in this store when Rufe an Sol
here wus shoot.n' off their mouths
year in an year out an you'd never
near them say word agin anybody
not IL you wus stone dcef But
when a man sees a feller in danger
% blightin' his life by takin' up with
n gal that's ornery an no account
he amt doin' no more than what's
his dooty to give him the right kind
% warnin'. II n feller's got good
sense he'll erpreshiate a word in sea
son O. that sort an won't git mad
about It Anybody's apt to be a mite
keeriess an unthinkin' I'm the matter
o choosin n gal when he's young.
bet there haint a married man here
but what'll say that's So"
The storekeeper nodded involun-
tarily and Hancock grinned.
IS fur's not takin' word o.
good advice kindly's concerned | reck-
on there's the many man would tell
you that IL somebodyd come to him
gr time an let him know what he
had right to expect from the gal
ne wus thlnkiu O marryin' he'd
never have married the gal he did"
resumed Hancock. There's some
what does git warned in time. |
rickerleck right we'll when n cousin
o. mine, Sam Hancock, thought o.
httchln' up with gal he'd met up
with when he was young buck. He
seen the gal an tuck her buggy ridn'
once or twice an he tiggered TO him
self that she was Jest about the fin
est young woman that ever set
foot on this green airth. He couldn't
make out that she'd got a fault or
blemish. She'd allus acted that away
whilst he wus around, SO how wus
he to know any dirtrunt?
There wus one thing, though, an
That wus that Sam had a mighty level
haid on him for as young as he wus.
He'd slip up on n trade wunst I'm a
while, but he never slipped IN twicet
the same way an he'd made a many
trades by the time he was twenty
year old. No, Sam wusn't nobuddy's
fool.
We'll. there wus feller lived
neighbor to the gals folks, name O.
Ben Crittenden, an he knowed Sam
an he knowed the gal. He figgered
that Sam wus likely boy an that It
wusnt right for him to stand back
an keep his mouth shet when he cd
do good by openin' It. So he goes
90 Sam one day and he takes him out
behind the barn for conf denshal
talk.
SAM he says. L allow you know
that I'm a friend o. yours an that
hain't a trouble maker or stir
strife. I've got suthln TO say to you.
an II say IL / don't want for you
60 git mad an prance around on your
ear
Certainly not says Sam. If
you've got anything on your mind
you say It,
It's about Berthy.' says Ben.
Il hain't a-goin TO git mad, says
Sam. What about Berthy?'
It's thisaway, says Ben. q
wouldn't say nothin' at all IL
thought you'd had the chance to
Anow for yourself Jest what kind oi