The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-12-09
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ley's friends, who are interested in him.
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you kin laugh an make sport as
much as you want to-" said Hillyer,
more boldly, IAN you needn't kick agin
nothin' unless you want to, but it's jest
like Hortie says. He won't be able TO
face the music. He's all right when
he amt driv' TOO fur, but this has al
ready started i'm to drinkln' ag'in."
"oh, uncle, you don't mean it,
Yes. 1t has groaned the merchant,
IAN the Lord only knows whar it's 60
in TO end"
Huh! 1 say. then, George Buckley
hain't the man I tuck i'm fer retorted
Mrs. Hlllyer. Il wish / could ketch
i'm takin' a dram on account o this
thing. I'd give i'm a talk that I'D make
inn
GO git blind, soakin' drunk" inter
rupted Hillyer as he rose and went out
through the kitchen to the stables to
see If his favorite horse had been at
tended to. When he was gone. his
wife got up and punched the fire with
the poker.
ct reckon you think I'm hard heart
ed she said to her silent niece, but,
Hortie, it's the only way to git on with
i'm. You don't know nothin'. | never
let yore folks know what I've been
through. I'd "a been crazy or dead
long ago eff the Lord hadn't showed me
how to make light O. serious things.
I've had a heap O. tough times. but
believe this is a-goin' to be the hard
est"
"why. Aunt Martha, what do you
mean?"
Don't you see into it," Mrs. Hlllyer
put the poker in the chimney corner
and leaned forward. This has fetched
UP yore uncle's old trouble. Things
like this usually do upset i'm. He's
been actin quar- ever since old Buck
ley was arrested. Eff I've ketched i'm
prayin' once W. IT [ have twenty
times. He amt slept without a light
In his room fer a month, an l hear i'm
prayin' an begin fer pardon In ms
sleep. 1t happened thirty years ago.
an yet ! never have spoke TO him about
It nur has he to me-
The young woman stood up beside
her. aunt,
you don't really mean that you've
lived with him for thirty years and
never mentioned that"
Eyes, l do, Hortie. I've always heard
| that that was one thing that never
could be talked about betwixt two peo-
pie. l knowed another woman that
was goin' through the same trouble,
an she told me she never had mem
! toned 1t to her husband. 1t jest looks
like a body cayn't allude to 1t some-
how. Sh! He's comm backi"
Hillyer trudged through the big, I'M
carpeted dining-room, his arms full of
| 1rewood, which he carefully deposited
in tho wood box, and then he went back
to his chair.
We've had a power o. fun in this
neighborhood today" Mrs. Hillyer said,
with one Of her impulsive little laughs.
II wonder eff the report got downtown
about Mrs. Dugan bein' qu%arantined,"
81 hain't heard nothin' about it," re-
piled Hillyer. st don't know what you
mean"
Mrs. Hillyer laughed again. YES"
DR.. lobe q%uarantined 'er this evenin'
about 8 o'clock. The marshal come up
an put a red flag on 'er gate an left
orders that nobody should leave the
yard under penalty O. the law"
whats the matter with 'er?" asked
| the merchant.
"Nothin'," Mrs. Hillyer made answer.
1T believe it's Jest DR.. Jobe's devilment
to git even with 'er. You know Mary
| Hough's alvin in Mrs. Dugan's three
back rooms with 'er new baby. Well,
1t got sick-couldn't nurse IN one thing
| another-an' she got scared an sent
fer DR.. lobe. You know him an Mrs.
Dugan has been at outs fer the last
year. 1t seems that she kept totin'
tales about town in regard to his dom $
In Rome fore he moved here, an the
upshot of it was that she has about
| busted his chances with Halle Irwin.
They say he was awfully mad at Mrs.
Dugan. Well, when he come to see the
baby several of US loved thar'd be
some fun, so we went over, the last.
one of us with a different remedy of
some sort IN dead loads o. advice. The
fust thing DR.. lobe did was to drive
us all acrost the hall to the settin'
room an begun to examine the baby.
But Mrs. Dugan, bless yore soul, ac-
cordin' to her that was her house, an
she was Mary Hough's stay an sup
port, an she wedged 'erself in the sick
room. Some of us went In the kitchen
| so we could git q look an hear what
tuck place. He told 'er in plain Eng
fish to git out. but she didn't bulge;
he ordered er ag'in, but she only stood
the f1rmer. I don't think 7 YER seed a
madden man. His black eyes was jest
! blazin' an his hands shook so he could
hardly mix his medicines. Then the
crash come.
Says he to her. Have you been
handlin' this baby?' An she says, 4
reckon it's hardly been out o my lap
fer the last two days Then says he,
with a satisfied grin, You'd better not
60 out to the rest o. them hens in the
other room. fer this child's got scarlet
fever Scarlet fever!' yelled Mrs. Du-
gan. an she looked like she'd sink in
establishment. Why, you don't mean
itl' He told 'er yes, that's what allied
the baby, an that he was goin' to re-
port it to the authorities an put up a
quarantine. Us women all scattered
like a flock o. scared ~blackbirds, but
we heard 'em jowerin' clean out to the
fence. I'm not a-goin to stay cooped
up here that long Mrs. Dugan said.
Yes, you'll have to- we heard i'm say.
'Gaddin' about like you do, you'd scat
ter more microbes than a Texas tor
nado.. After he went off old DR.. Stone
passed along on his boss. an she went
to the gate an called out to i'm an
tried Ia git i'm to contradict what DR..