The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1909-01-28

ceived a letter from her grandfather
stating that her grandmother would
leave on the morrow to visit US, and
would mind meeting her at Isworth.
/ had never met the relative in Ques-
tion, but from my wife's ample dis
course had conceived her to be
little, gracious, old lady. whom any
man would be pleased to love-as
grandmother. At this period of my
married life I had been thoroughly
subjugated by my other half. and at
once acquiesced In the yelled mandate
by expressing great pleasure in leav-
ing my work for a day to meet the
grandmother.
"The city editor may not like my
asking for a day off. you know"
remarked, even while giving in.
Indeed" she shifted, 'is that ma
terial?"
Not Bit" fastened to answer.
HE is very immaterial person"
Then, dear, you go. have in my
letters described you so explicitly that
she will be sure to know you. Any
way, you will recognize her, for she
is the dearest, sweetest woman"
"Old woman" corrected.
Elderly woman in the world"
"How does she look?" asked,
wishing to get few pointers.
"Oh, lovely! When you see lit
tie mite of thing with the dearest
gray hair and the brightest eyes in
the world; woman that--an elderly
woman-you can feel like giving a
good hug, you'll know that's grand
ma"
She's sure to Gomez"
Why, yes, quite sure. II for any
reason she cannot, grandpa will tele-
graph"
In the morning l went down and
made my peace with the city editor.
When left him he looked extremely
doubtful, and he has told me since
that from my conversation he had
absorbed the impression that some
relative of mine had passed away and
that I was going to bring the body
home.
Isworth was junction and nothing
else. A solitary grocery store and
postoffice combined stood little way
from the station, while far and near
a dense growth of alders completed
the air of desolation. The down train
from Waterville had already pulled
in, and on leaving the car / had only
to enter the low waiting room to find
the object of my Journey
AS / opened the door a tall, gaunt
woman, dressed in funereal black,
arose and accosted me in a deep, hus-
ky voice.
Is this james,"
YES" l answered dreamily. ct
am James, and is his-this-grand-
mar"
Young man, it is"
I approached timidly for my well
coming kiss, for my wife had eau
toned me in regard to this very mi
nutely.
Grasping my intentions and decid-
Ing that they were honorable, she
raised heavy black veil and gave me
sort of perfunctory sort of smack.
She was fully as tall as l. and would
weigh, I concluded, Just one hundred
and ninety-eight. And this stern
visaged woman was the one destined
to inculcate in my being an irrepres-
sible desire to fold her to my bosom
and lavish upon her lips grandfilial
kisses! She eyed me sadly for min
ute and then remarked
Il had hoped Eliza's gal had got
better favored man"
My countenance must have ex-
pressed sorrow, for she said:
But you hain't to blame for your
looks. only hope that you are bet
ter to her than Henery was"
l dropped the black monster sup
posed to contain her personal effects
and gasped weakly:
Henry"
"Yes. Henry. Her first. you
know"
How we got aboard the home train
train ! never knew. Ny wife's first!
We had only been married a year,
and coming from distant State had
seen my wife only six months prior
to our marriage. 1t was impossible
that she could have been married be-
fore meeting me. had to conclude
that was bringing home a crazy
grandmother
HtueTy was ydfmlnI, ne re-
marked, after we had arranged divers
parcels, among which remember
was bird cage. He was a shiftless
provider," she continued.
"Ill bet he was" said altogeth-
er dazed when did he die?"
mo sich luck, He amt dead |
He's still kitin' round tn country
scmers."
A queer kind OF feeling took me |
by the throat. knew that she was
crazy, but still my throat felt horri- |
bly,.
II brought along some catnip for
the cats" she said at last, pointing |
to a paper bag.
"Oh, but you know that we haven't
any"
KILLED 'em, Ell? Jest as well. !
drowned three fore | ketched the
cars this mornin'."
Oh. my wife! Even II the Hen
cry part were a hallucination, to
think OF the dearest little old lady In
th9 world coming in to see you with
the blood OF three cats upon her
hands, too.
well. grandma, you must make us
a good, long visit. Grandpa can't see
you again until he comes after YOU"