Quincy Adams Sawyer And Mason's Corner Folks Part 38
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"The fact is," Quincy continued, "I ordered some ice cream and cake sent down from the city for the show to-night, but I forgot, I am ashamed to say, to make arrangements to have it sent up to Deacon Mason's. It will be directed to him, but the station agent won't be likely to send it up before to-morrow."
"What time is it?" asked 'Zekiel.
Quincy looked at his watch and replied, "It is just half-past four."
"Why do we go so early?" inquired Alice, "they will not have tea till six."
"Oh," said 'Zekiel, "I intended to give you a sleigh ride first anyway.
Now with this pair of trotters I am going to take you over to Eastborough Centre and have you back at Deacon Mason's barn door in just one hour and with appet.i.tes that it will take two suppers to satisfy."
With this 'Zekiel whipped up his horses and they dashed off towards the town. A short distance beyond Uncle Ike's chicken coop they met Abner Stiles driving home from the Centre. He nodded to 'Zekiel, but Quincy did not notice him, being engaged in conversation with Alice at the time. They reached the station, and Quincy gave orders to have the material sent up, so that it would arrive at about half-past nine.
'Zekiel more than kept his promise, for they reached Deacon Mason's barn at exactly twenty-nine minutes past five. Hiram was on hand to put up the horses, and told Quincy in a whisper that some of the boys thought it was mighty mean not to invite the Pettengill folks and their boarder.
The sharp air had whetted the appet.i.tes of the travellers during their six-mile ride, and they did full justice to the nicely-cooked food that the Deacon's wife placed before them. Supper was over at quarter before seven, and in half an hour the dishes were washed and put away and the quartette of young folks adjourned to the parlor.
Quincy took his seat at the piano and began playing a popular air.
"Oh, let us sing something," cried Huldy. "You know I have been taking lessons from Professor Strout, and he says I have improved greatly. If he says it you know it must be so; and, did you know Alice, that 'Zekiel has a fine baritone voice?"
"We used to sing a good deal together," said Alice, "but I was no judge of voices then."
"Well, 'Zeke don't know a note of music," continued Huldy, "but he has a quick ear and he seems to know naturally just how to use his voice."
"Oh, nonsense," said 'Zekiel, "I don't know how to sing, I only hum a little. Sing us something, Mr. Sawyer," said he.
Quincy sang a song very popular at the time, ent.i.tled "The Jockey Hat and Feather." All four joined in the chorus, and at the close the room rang with laughter. Quincy then struck up another popular air, "Pop Goes the Weasel," and this was sung by the four with great gusto. Then he looked over the music on the top of the piano, which was a Bourne & Leavitt square, and found a copy of the cantata ent.i.tled, "The Haymakers," and for half an hour the solos and choruses rang through the house and out upon the evening air.
Mrs. Mason looked in the door and said, "I wouldn't sing any more now, it is nearly eight o'clock."
And thus admonished they began talking of Tilly James's engagement to Sam Hill and the sale of the grocery store, which was to come off the next day.
"I wonder who will buy it?" asked Huldy.
"Well, I hear Strout has got some backers," said 'Zekiel, "but I don't see what good it will be to him unless he is appointed postmaster. They say he has written to Was.h.i.+ngton and applied for the position."
Quincy p.r.i.c.ked up his ears at this. He had almost forgotten this chance to put another spoke in Mr. Strout's wheel. He made a mental memorandum to send telegrams to two Ma.s.sachusetts congressmen with whom he was well acquainted to hold up Strout's appointment at all hazards until they heard from him again.
A little after seven o'clock the advance guard of the surprise party arrived at Hill's grocery, which was the appointed rendezvous. Abner Stiles drew Strout to one side and said, "I saw the Pettengill folks and that city feller in 'Zeke's double sleigh going over to the Centre at about five o'clock."
"So much the better," said Strout.
"Do you know where they've gone?" inquired Stiles.
"No, but I guess I can find out," Strout replied.
He had spied Mandy Skinner among a crowd of girls on the platform. He called her and she came to him.
"Did Mr. Pettengill and his sister take tea at home to-night?"
"No," said Mandy. "I told them I was going away to-night, and Mr.
Pettengill said they were going away too. And Cobb's twins told me at dinner time that they wouldn't be home to supper; and as I didn't wish to eat too much, considering what was coming later, I didn't get no supper at all. I left Crowley to look out for Uncle Ike, who is always satisfied if he gets toast and tea."
"Don't you know where they've gone?" inquired Strout.
"Over to the hotel, I guess," said Mandy. "I heard Mr. Sawyer tell Miss Alice that they had good oysters over there, and she said as how she was dying to get some raw oysters."
"Things couldn't have worked better," remarked Strout, as he rejoined Abner, who was smoking a cheap cigar. "The Pettengill crowd has gone over to the hotel to supper. You ought not to smoke, Abner, if you are going to kiss the girls to-night," said Strout.
"I guess I sha'n't do much kissin'," replied Abner, "except what I give my fiddle with the bow, and that fiddle of mine is used to smoke."
Strout looked around and saw that the whole party had a.s.sembled. There were about fifty in all, very nearly equally divided as regarded numbers into fellows and girls.
"Now I am going ahead," said Strout, "to interview the old lady, before we jump in on them. The rest of you just follow Abner and wait at the top of the hill, just round the corner, so that they can't see you from the house. I have arranged with Hiram to blow his bugle when everything is ready, and when you hear it you just rush down hill laughing and screaming and yelling like wild Injuns. Come in the back door, right into the big kitchen, and when Miss Huldy comes into the room you just wait till I deliver my speech."
[Ill.u.s.tration: "SAMANTHY GREEN," AS SHE APPEARS IN THE PLAY.]
Strout started off, and the party followed Abner to the appointed waiting place.
Strout knocked lightly at the kitchen door, and it was opened by Mrs.
Mason.
"Is the Deacon at home?" inquired he, endeavoring to disguise his voice.
"No," said Mrs. Mason, "he has gone to Eastborough Centre on some business, but told me he would be back about half past nine."
"Is Hiram here?" asked Strout.
"He's out in the kitchen polis.h.i.+ng up his bugle," said Mrs. Mason. "But come in a minute, Mr. Strout, I have got something to fell you."
Strout stepped in and quietly closed the door.
"What's the matter, Mrs. Mason? I hope Huldy isn't sick."
"No," said she, "it's unfortunate it has happened as it has, but it couldn't be avoided. You see she invited some company to tea, and I supposed that they would have gone home long 'fore this. You see, Huldy don't suspect nothing, and she has asked them to spend the evening, and I don't see how in the world I am going to get rid of them."
"Don't do it," said Strout. "Extend to them an invitation in my name to remain and enjoy the evening's festivities with us. No doubt Miss Huldy will be pleased to have them stay."
"I know she will," said Mrs. Mason, "and I'll give them your invite as soon as you're ready."
"Well, Mrs. Mason," said Strout, "just tell Hiram I am ready to have him blow that bugle, and when you hear it you can just tell your daughter and her friends what's up."
Hiram soon joined Strout outside the kitchen door. The latter went out in the road and looked up the hill to see if his party was all ready.
Abner waved his hand, and Strout rushed back to Hiram and cried, "Give it to 'em now, Hiram, and do your darnedest!"
Huldy and her friends were engaged in earnest conversation, when a loud blast burst upon the air, followed by a succession of piercing notes from Hiram's old cracked bugle.
Huldy jumped to her feet and exclaimed, "What does Hiram want to blow that horrid old bugle at this time of night for? I will tell ma to stop him."
She started towards the parlor door, when the whole party heard shouts of laughter, screams from female voices, and yells from male ones that would have done credit to a band of wild Comanches.
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