Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1917-01-25

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"Good morning, Thomas; where arc
| you going, II I may ask?"
"Tm going back for my tools Mira.
, Burke"
Excuse me Thomas, but you were
hover more mistaken in your life. You
put the kitchen pipes out Of business
two weeks ago, and you must have
been goin' back for your tools ever
since. I suppose you're chargin' me
By the hour for going backwards"
| Thomas looked sheepish and
pcartched his head with his dirty
fingers.
"No, but have to finish a little
Job begun for Elias Warden on the
hill. I'll be back again right away"
~None of that Thomas. You're goin'
back to the rectory with me now, and
II the Job isn't finished by six O'Clock,
you'll never get your hands on 1t
again"
| The crestfallen Thomas reluctantly
turned around and accompanied Hep.
sey back to the rectory and finished
his work in half an hour.
After much trial and tribulation the
rectory was duly repaired, replaster.
ed and papered. The grass had been
cut; the bushes were trimmed; and
the house had been painted. Then
Mrs. Burke obtained a hayrack with
a team, and taking Mickey and JON
athan Jackson with her made a tour
Of the parish asking for such furniture
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| Ing to give. Late in the afternoon she
arrived at the rectory with very
large load, and the next day Jonathan
was made to set to work with his tools
and she started in with some paint
| and yarnish, and the result seemed
| eminently satisfactory to her, even
though her hands were stained, she
had had no dinner, and her hair was
stuck to her head here and there in
shiny spots. AS they were leaving
the house to return home for supper,
she scrowled severely at Jonathan as
she remarked:
Jonathan l do believe you've got
more red paint on the top Of your
head than you left on the kitchen
chairs. Do for mercy sake wash the
end of your nose. / don't care to be
reen comm out of here with you
lookin' like that" she added scathing.
ly.
| After that, 1t was, as Mrs. Burke
remarked, just fun to finish the rec
tory; and though so much had been
given by the people of the parish,
there were many new pieces of fur
niture delivered, for which no one
could account. AS neither Mr.. Bascom
or Miss Bascom had sent anything,
and as neither had appeared on the
scene, excitement was at fever heat.
Rumor had it that Virginia had gone
to the city for a week or SO, to buy
her trousseau. Presently the report
circulated that Maxwell was going to
bring his bride back with him when
he returned from his vacation.
The day before the one set for Max
wells arrival Mrs. Burke confessed
the truth, and suggested that the rec.
tory be stocked with provisions, Sc
that the bride and groom should have
something to eat when they first got
home. The idea seemed to please the
parish, and provisions began to arrive
and were placed in the cellar, or on
the newly painted pantry shelves, or
in the neat cupboards. Mrs. Talbot
sent a bushel of potatoes, Mrs. Peter
son pan of soda biscuit, Mrs. An.
drews two loaves of bread; Mrs.
Squires donated pan of soda bis.
cult, Mrs. Johnson some frosted cake.
and Mrs. NARROW two bushels or ap.
pies. Mrs. Hurd sent a pan or soda
biscuit Mrs Waldorf three dozen eggs
and sack of flour; Mrs. Freyburg
sent a pan of soda biscuit, Mrs. Jones
boiled ham, Mrs. Orchardson two
bushels of turnips and half pan OF
soda biscuit.
Mrs. Burke received the provisions
as they arrived, and put them where
they belonged. Just about supper tiniC
Mrs. Loomis came with large bupdlt
under arm and remarked to Hepsey
II thought I'd bring something no
body else would think of-somethins
out of the ordinary that perhaps Mr.
and Mrs. Maxwell would relish.'
"I'm sure that was real thoughtful
of you, Mrs. Loomis," Hepsey replied
What have you got?"
"Well," Mrs Loomis responded, Z"
thought I'd bring 'em two pans of m,
nice fresh soda biscuit.'
Mrs. Burke kept her face straigl
and responded cheerfully:
THAT was awful nice of you, Mrs
Loomis."
. "Oh, that's all right. And If YOU wan
any more just let me know"
Finally, when the door was closet
or the last contributor, Mrs. Burk'
dropped into a chair and called:
.. Jonathan Jackson come here quici;
Jonathan responded promptly, ant
snxiously inquired:
"Hepsey. be you ill?"
"No, Pm not sick; but we have tel
pans of soda biscuit They are in tn
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