The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1911-08-11

~(HE number Of reasons given by
Mr.. Bangs, one after the other,
ia to prove that 1t would b quite
Beasley's charioteer was a credit to
the resources Of his invention. The
blacksmith might be back any min
ute; IL was dinner time, and he was
hungry; Henry, the horse. was tired;
1t wasn't a nice day for riding and
he would come over some other time
and take the widow out; he But
Debby had a conclusive answer for
each protest.
+You said yourself the blacksmith
wouldn't be back for an hour" she OBJ
served. And you can leave word
with the boy what he's to do when he
does come. As for dinner, I'll be real
glad to give you and Miss Dorcas q
snack soon's we get back ! don't
mind If 1t amt q pleasant day. A little
fresh air'll do me good. been shut
up here housecleanin' ever since I got
back from out west. Now hurry right
along and fetch your horse I'll III
lock the barn
But Mrs. Beasley." put in the
schoolmistress. why couldn't you give
US note to Mrs. Atwood and let US
stop for the diary on our way homer
i could return it to you by mail, OF
you might get it yourself some other
day and mail 1t to me-"
mo. no. Never put off till tomor-
rer what you ran do today. My hus
band was great hand to put or and
put off, For the last eight years of
his life | was at him to buy new
go-to-meetin' suit Of clothes. The one
ne had was blue to start with. but
1t faded to a brown. and toward the
last of it I declare II II didn't com
mence to turn green. Nothin' ! could
say would make him heave il away
even then: seemed TO think more Of it
than ever; said he wanted 10 hang to
1t spell and see what 'twould turn
next But he died and was laid out
in that same sliii. and was 80 morti-
fed at the funeral couldn't think Of
nothin' rise. 80; III 70 after them
papers and the diary while they're
fresh in ny mind And. besides. do
You s'pose I'd let Sarah Ann Atwood
rummage through my trunks? guess
notr'
Phoebe began to be sorry she had
thought OF sending for the diary, par
dcularly aS the chance Of its contain
Ing valuable information was SO -
mote. Mrs. Beasley went into the
house to dress for the ride. The
schoolmistress went with her as far as
the sitting room. The perturbed Bal
ley stalked off, muttering, to the black
smiths.
In little while he returned, leading
Henry by the bride. Debby. adorned
with The behowered bonnet she had
worn when she arrived at the Cy
Whitaker place and with black cloth
cape over her lean shoulders, was wait
Ing for him by the open door OF the
barn. The cape had fur collar, "cat
fur," SO Mr. Bangs said afterward in
describing il.
"Pull the sulky right OUT" command
ed the widow.
Bailey stared into the black interior
of the barn.
Which IS it," he shouted.
Mrs. Beasley pointed with her ear
trumpet
why, that one there, or course.
Tother's q truck cart. You wouldn't
expect rae 70 ride in that, would you"
Mr. Bangs entered the barn, seized
the vehicle indicated by the shafts and
drew It out into the yard. re inspect
ed 1t deliberately and then sat weakly
down 81 The chopping block near by.
Apparently he was overcome BY emo
ton,
The ''sulky" bequeathed BY the late
doctor had been built to order for its
former owner. It was of TIE carry
all' variety. except that it had but
single narrow seat. It's top was
snnnre and was curtained. the curtains