Hepsey Burke

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miniature of a certain young lady on the mantelpiece, having forgotten to return it to its hiding-place the night before. He quickly placed it in its coveri

to leave the room she had caught sight of the picture, and,

ll, well, well! So this is what you've been dreaming about; and a mighty good thing too-only the sooner it's known the better. But I suppose I'll have to wait for his reverence to inform me officially, and then I'll have to look mighty surprised! She's got a good

arried, she did not see why he did not announce the fact, and have it over with. She had to repeat her prayers three times before she

the matter. He could be trusted to keep silent and assist her to carry out some provisional plans. She knew exactly what she wished

it differed from hers; and when she had made a pretense of consulting him, he had learned by long experience to hesitate for a moment, look judicially wise, and then rep

to mischief, or let the house run down, or 62 "live just by eatin' odds and ends off the pantry shelf any old way." Mrs. Jackson entertained no illusions in regard to her husband, and she trusted Hepsey implicitl

nted herself at the woodshed door, where she caught J

in' white buttons on with black thread. Is anybody dead in the

ingled embarrassment and

ey? It don't make no difference, as

ea of your stickin' the needle in, and then pressin' it against the chair to

ON WITH BLACK THREAD. IS ANYBODY DEAD IN THE