The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1927-12-09
CHAPTER III

~ was Ut thC ACaFJ Va
the next day that Nicely for the first
time heard Mr.. Schwenckton break
his own rule against complaining at
the table. "Ach, Aunt Rosy, these
here flies is scmepin awful Susie she
never has no flies when she house,
keeps. And this here's October yet
My first wife, neither. she didn't have
no flies. Leastways not in October
yet! Why do you so leave the flies
in? Couldn't you manage with less
fiies?"
ut amt my fault that there's flies.
It's that there fat farmland of yourn
that gives flies in fur me, still; fur
when he goes out the door, he's SO
fat he can't get cut quick and that
lets the flies in"
You're always got good excuse.
amt, Aunt Rosy?"
t'But I don't see, Mister, why you
ever got such fat farmland that he
gives flies in fur me and that he's too
fat to set in your car and drive it for
YOU" She diverted the conversation
from flies.
'Yes, it is some onhandy that me
and Absalom's both too big to drive
our car easy. U.s." smiled the farmer,
who liked his little joke, 1--WE gotta
set in the back seat and have such
chiffonneer! But, Aunt Rosy. blamin'
Absalom for these here flies-no.
That's goin' too far. don't give you
right. You better get after these here
flies"
did Absalom tell you" Aunt Rosy
automatically interrupted, "who his
comp'ny is that's wisitin' at their
placer"
This question proved effective In
diverting attention from the flies.
"Why, no, he didn't speak nothin'
to me that they had cOmp'ny wisitin'
'em," said Mr.. Schwenckton. "What
makes you conceit that?-that they
have comp'ny?"
II seen a strange shirt ON their
wash-line this morning that rex
onized wasn't sAbsalom's. didn't get
liluG " uA OOWA anu d0l mlcSuS
whose the strange shirt was-what
with all l had to do and Lizzie not
helpin' any," she whined in tone of
deep injury. "But this after, mebby,
I'll get time to run down."
"That's funny, too, again--that they
got a strange shirt hangin' cut
and Absalom not sayin' nothin' to
me about comply" remarked Mr..
Schwenckton reflectively.
"But couldn't the Strange shirt be
a new one of Absalom's?" Nicely
asked.
mo, 1t amt Absalom's size or
color" Aunt Rosy pointed out.
do you know" said Mr.. Schwenck-
ton thoughtfully, "what I suspicion
about that there strange shirt? sus-
picion they're got a boarder at Alb
salom's, like us. guess Marvin
Creighton's boardin' with 'em since
his Pop turned him out! For, you
see, this here townships very handy
in the center of all the schools he has
to visit. Yes, bet you that's whose
the strange shirt is! It's Marvin
Creighton's! So then, Nicely" he joe
ularly added, "you better watch your
step, with the school superintendent
Twin right handy here in sight Of
us! On our own farm yeti"
Nicely stared blankly for a moment,
without comment; then. pulling her.
Self together, dropped her eyes to her
plate.
As Nicely remained silent, Aunt
Rosy prodded her for an expression Of
her sensations at the great news.
II suppose" Nicely at last became
articulate. my teaching, when he be-
holds 1t. will give him a shock! It's
not" she sighed, according to rule
I don't know the rules I don't know
anything about teachingl / do have
some IDEAS Of my own, though"
The sudden realization that she
was talking to one of the school
trustees brought her to with a Jolt.