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Next to small scandal, finance was the favorite burden of conversation at Bowerton, so the source of Guzzy's sudden prosperity was so industriously sought and surmised that the gossips were soon at needles' points about it. Then it was suddenly noised abroad that Mrs. Baggs, Sr., who knew everybody, had given Guzzy a letter of introduction to the Governor of the State.
Bowerton was simply confounded. What could he want? The Governor had very few appointments at his disposal, and none of them were fit for Guzzy, except those for which Guzzy was not fit. Even the local politicians became excited, and both sides consulted Guzzy.
To be sure, one of the Bowerton pastors had occasional letters from a missionary board, whose headquarters were at the Hub, but not even the most touching appeals from members of his flock could induce him to write the board concerning the newcomers. But Bowerton was not to be balked in its striving after accurate intelligence. From Squire Brown, who leased Mrs.
Both men looked up to the window of the cell, and saw a bull's-eye lantern, the muzzle of a pistol, and the face of the Bowerton constable. The constable's right eye, the sights of his pistol and the breast of the convict were on the same visual line. Without altering his position or that of his weapon, the constable whispered: "I've had you covered for the last ten minutes.
The Judge removed his hat, and, as the captain uncovered the faces of the dead, commenced: "'I am the resurrection and the life' Why, there's the horse-thief now, colonel! I beg your pardon, ladies and gentlemen. 'He that believeth in " Just then the Judge's eye fell upon the dead woman's face, and he screamed: "And there's the sheriff's assailant!" Bowerton was a very quiet place.
Suddenly he raised one of the windows, and Guzzy, who had not until then suspected that he had been watching a house-breaker, sped away like the wind and alarmed the solitary constable of Bowerton. That functionary requested Guzzy to notify Squire Jones, justice of the peace, that there was business ahead, and then hastened away himself.
The old lady was quite feeble, he said, and the daughter was very affectionate and very handsome. He didn't know where they were going, but they registered themselves from Boston. Name was Wyett young lady's name was Helen. He hoped they wouldn't leave for a long time travelers weren't any too plenty at Bowerton, and landlords found it hard work to scratch along.
Suddenly Miss Wyett became the rage among the Bowerton girls. Blushingly and gushingly they told her of their own loves, and they showed her their lovers, or pictures of those gentlemen.
Talked about locating at Bowerton if they could find a suitable cottage. Wished 'em well, but hoped they'd take their time, and not be in a hurry to leave the Bowerton House, where if he did say it as shouldn't they found good rooms and good board at the lowest living price.
Guzzy labored industriously for some moments, for Squire Jones was very old, and very cautious, and very stupid; but he was at last fully aroused, and then Guzzy had an opportunity to reflect on the greatness which would be his when Bowerton knew of his meritorious action.
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