The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1911-01-10
WHIITAKER'S
PLACE
By JOSEPH c. LINCOLN
Copyright. 1908. by D. Appleton 6 Co

Copyright. 1908. by D. Appleton 6 Co.
house on the hill. The trunk was un-
loaded from the wagon and carried
into the bedroom on the first floor. the
room which had been Captain Cy's so
long ago. Gabe shrieked at Dan'l
Webster, and the depot wagon crawled
away toward the upper road.
''Got to meet the up train,'' grumbled
the driver-"not that anybody ever
comes on it, but l cal'late I'm s'posed
to be there. Be more talk than lit
tie if I want. Git dap, Dan1! You're
slower'n the moral law"
$50 you're goin' to do your own cook
in for spell, Cy?" observed Asaph
a half hour later. "Well, l guess that's
a good idea till you can find the right
housekeeper. l amt been able to think
of one that would suit you yet"
'Nor l either. Neither's Bailey,
judge, though for awhile he was as
full of suggestions as a pine grove is
Of wood ticks. He started to say some
thin about it to me last night, but ke-
tury hove in sight and yanked him off
to prayer meetin'.'
Eyes, / know. She carlates to get
him into heaven somehow"
81 guess 'twouldn't be heaven for her
unless he was around to pick at There
he comes now. How'd he get out of
wipin' dishes?"
Mr.. Bangs strolled into the yard.
"Hello!' he hailed. 81 was on my
way to Simmons on an errand, and
thought I'd stop in a minute. Got
somethin' to tell you. Whit
"All right Overheard with it! 1t
won't keep long this hot weather.
Bailey smiled knowingly Didn't l
hear the up train whistle as | was
comm along?' he asked. Seems to
me l did. Yes! Well, if 1 amt mis-
taken somebody's comm on that train.
somebody for you. Cy Whitaker"
Somebody for me?'
''Um-hum. / can Centrally be de-
pended on, cal'late, and when you
says to me, Bailey, you get me
housekeeper,' didn't lose much time.
l got her,
Mr.. Tidditt gasped.
"Got her?' he repeated. "Got who?
Got what? Bailey Bangs. what in the
world have
Delay, Ase," ordered Captain Cy.
Bailey, what are you givin' us?'
"Givin you a housekeeper and
good one. too, shouldn't wonder She
may not be one of them $4,000
prize museum Beauties" with a scorn-
full wink at Asaph, ''but if what /
hears true she can keep house. Any
how she's kept one for forty odd year.
Her names Deborah Beasley, she's
widow over to East Trumet, and if I
don't miss my guess she's in the depot
wagon now headed in this direction"
That's her on the aft thwart, judge.
She amt what you'd call spring pull
let, is she!'
She certainly was not The occu-
pant of the depot wagons rear seat
was thin, not to say scraggy, female,
wearing black. befowered bonnet
and black gown. A black knit shawl
was draped about her shoulders, and
she wore spectacles.
Whoa" commanded Mr.. Lumley,
plotting the depot wagon to the side
door of the Whitaker house. Dan'Il
Webster came to anchor Immediately.
Gabe turned and addressed his pas
senger.
Here we be!'' he shouted.
"Hey?' observed the lady in black.
''Here-we-be' repeated Gabe. rails
ing his voice.
See? See what?'
"Oh, heavens to Betsy! I'm gettin'
the Group from howlin.' I-say-here
-we-be. Get out!'
He accompanied the final below
with an expressive pantomime indi-
eating that the passenger was expect
ed to alight. She seemed to under |
stand, for she opened the door of the
carriage and slowly descended. Mr..
Bangs advanced to meet her.
How dye do, Mrs. Beasley?" he
said. Glad to see you all safe and
sound"
Mrs. Beasley shook his hand. Hers