Wall, Josiah felt as if he'd got to have a bite of sunthin' to eat, and
so we sot off at a pretty good jog for the nearest restaurant, and there
we got a good lunch, and after we had done eatin', and Josiah wuz in a
real good frame of mind, to all human appearance, I sez, "I'm a-goin' to
see Hatye, if I don't see nothin' else."
And Josiah sez, "Where is Hatye?"
And I sez, "Not but a little ways from the German Buildin'."
And sez he, "Who is Hatye, anyway?"
And I sez, "Hatye is one of the first islands that Columbus discovered,
and it ort to take a front rank in his doin's, and for lots of other
reasons, too," sez I. "It is there that we see the exhibit of our
colored men and bretheren."
We found Hatye a good-lookin' buildin', a story and a half high, with a
good-lookin' dome a-risin' out of the centre.
And inside on't we found exhibits in fruit, grain, and machinery, and
all sorts of products, and in the picters and other works of art we see
that the Hatyeans wuz a-doin' first rate.
And, as I remarked to Josiah, sez I, "If Christopher Columbus stood
right here by my side, he'd say--
"'Josiah Allen's wife, Hatye has done real well, and I am glad that I
discovered it.'"
[Illustration: "Josiah Allen's wife, Hatye has done real well, and I
am glad that I discovered it."]
Wall, that night, when I got back to Miss Plankses, I found a letter
from Tirzah Ann, and my worst apprehensions I had apprehended in her
case wuz realized.
She and Whitfield wuzn't a-comin' to the Fair at all.
By the time she got her oyster-shell stockin's done, the weather had
moderated, so it wuz too cool to wear 'em, and it was too late then to
begin woosted ones (of course, she could buy stockin's, but she wuz sot
on havin' hand-made ones, bein' so much nicer, and so much more liable
to attract respect and admiration)--
And then by that time the weather wuz so variable that she didn't know
whether to take summer clothes or winter ones, and so she dallied along
till it got so late that Whitfield didn't dast to take her out at all,
she wuz so kinder mauger.
She had wore herself all out a-bonin' down and knittin' them stockin's,
and embroiderin' them night-shirts, and preparin' for the Fair, so they
gin up comin'.
I felt bad.
CHAPTER XXI.
Wall, it wuz all settled as I wanted it to be. Them two angels, as I
couldn't hardly keep callin' 'em, if one of 'em wuz a he angel--them two
lovely good creeters wuz married right in the place where I wanted 'em
to be married--right in our parlor, in front of the picter of Grant, and
not fur back of the hangin' lamp, but fur enough back so's to allow of a
lovely bell of white roses and lilies to swing over their heads.
The bell wuz made of the white roses, and a fair white lily hung down,
a-swingin' its noiseless music out into the hearts below--sacred music
which we all seemed to hear in our inmost hearts as we looked into the
faces that stood under that magic bell.
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