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Naturally suspicious, the detective more than half believed that the seemingly aged man had not come to the farm-house for any good purpose. "I can't help thinking that Wiggs, as he called himself, is destined to give us trouble, Harry," the detective said, at length. "An inoffensive old man," asserted Bernard. At the same time, however, he was not fully content to let the matter rest as it was.
Poor Jim, always ready to do the hard part!" She paused to wipe her eyes on her apron, and Miss Hazy wept in sympathy. "Never min', Miss Wiggs; don't cry. Go on an' tell me what you done next." "Well," said Mrs. Wiggs, swallowing the lump in her throat, "Jim said he'd go. He never had been to the city, an' he was jes' a little shaver, but I knowed I could trust him."
Half the ruling sovereigns of Europe and all the leaders of European swelldom, the more prosperous of the demi-mondaines and no end of the merely rich of every land, congregate there and thereabouts. At the top of the season the show of opulence and impudence is bewildering. The little principality of Monaco is hardly bigger than the Cabbage Patch of the renowned Mrs. Wiggs.
Wiggs: "it's nerves, Miss Hazy. To my way of thinkin', nerves is worser than tumors an' cancers. Look at old Mrs. Schultz. She's got the dropsy so bad you can't tell whether she's settin' down or standin' up, yet she ain't got a nerve in her body, an' has 'most as good a time as other folks. We can't let Lovey Mary go on with these here nerves; no tellin' where they'll land her at.
This caused some delay, for she had to bathe the injured member, and during the interval the Sunday-school became riotous. "Mith Wiggs, make Tommy thop thpittin' terbaccer juice in my hat!" "Miss Wiggs, I know who hit you!" "Teacher, kin I git a drink?" It was not until Mrs. Wiggs, with a stocking tied over her eye, emerged from the bedroom and again took command that order was restored.
NOTWITHSTANDING the fact that calamities seldom come singly, it was not until the Fourth of July that the Cabbage Patch was again the scene of an accident. Mrs. Wiggs had been hanging out clothes, and was turning to pick up the empty basket, when Billy precipitated himself into the yard, yelling wildly: "Chris Hazy's broke his leg!" Mrs. Wiggs threw up her hands in horror. "Good lands, Billy!
Don't cry; Billy'll be back in a little while, an' then we'll git in where it's good an' warm." "I want my supper!" wailed Australia. Then it dawned on Mrs. Wiggs for the first time that, in the excitement of preparation, supper had been entirely overlooked. "Well, if that don't beat all!" said she. "I had jes' 'bout as much idea of supper as a goat has of kid gloves!"
An' Jim said he never did know what he answered, but it must 'a' been right, fer the doctor grabbed holt of his hand, an' sez: 'Bless my soul! It's little Jimmy Wiggs, all the way from Curryville! "Then they give him his supper, an' Mrs. White sez: 'Where'll he sleep at, Doctor? There ain't no spare bed. Then Jim sez the doctor frowned like ever'thin', an' sez: 'Sleep?
"Sortin, sortin you can." "Who are you?" "Sam Wiggs o' Yonkers. Wat can I do for ye, mister?" The old fellow seemed honest enough, and as Harry glanced at the dirty hands, he saw nothing to excite his suspicions. "Are you a relative of Mr. ?" naming the farmer who owned the place on which they stood.
"'Miss Marietta Hazy, South Avenue and Railroad Crossing," read Mrs. Wiggs, in amazement. "Oh, surely it ain't got me on the back of it!" cried Miss Hazy, rising hurriedly from the machine and peering over her glasses. "You open it, Mis' Wiggs; I ain't got the nerve to." With chattering teeth and trembling hands Lovey Mary sat before her untasted food.
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