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speak to Martha they ostracized
her. They didn't speak to the squire,
for he was not a sympathetic man.
They attacked where they thought
the best chances of success lay at
A deputation visited the squire's
daughter and laid the facts before
"Well," said Miss Amy, when they
had finished, "what do you wish me
"Fire Martha!" the deputation
"I shall do no such thing," retort
ed Miss Amy. "How do you know
Mr. Griggs is married?"
That feazed the sisterhood for a
time, because nobbbdy had any
proof, beyond having heard rumors
to that effect. After a while Miss
Jones, that sexton's wife, found
"Anyway, she oughtn't to be al
lowed to stay," she answered. "If
that Griggs isn't married he don't
mean well by her."
"Ladies,' 'said Miss Amy quietly,
"in my opinion you have come on a
spiteful errand. It is no business of
mine to inquire into the character of
my maid's callers and I won't do it."
So the sisterhood retired baffled.
They didn't dare to be insolent to
Miss Amy and they knew she would
not care for anything they might do
to annoy her. So they held a con
sultation in Miss Jones' house.
"What I says is," said little Miss
Blossom, the confectioner, "we've
got to strike at the man. It's men
who bring harm to us poor women."
Inasmuch as no man had ever
brought any harm to Miss Blossom,
who was wizened, dried up and sixty,
this does not seem to have been first
hand evidence, but her suggestion
was acclaimed with great enthu
"What'll we do to him?" inquired
"A thick coat of tar and a few
feathers chicken feathers," an
swered Miss Blossom.
The sisterhood kept very quiet
after that, but they kept their eyes
on Griggs. It was about four weeks
later that he stepped off the train on
Evesham platform, with his perpet
ual smile and jolly air. He hadn't
done so before a female scout was
hurrying uptown with the news.
Griggs had a good dinner at the
Phoenix and then, feeling' at peace
with himself and all the world, he
started uptown toward the squire's
kitchen the squire was away at the
time and they saw their opportu
It must have been an hour later
that Miss Jones and Miss Blossom
crept up to the kitchen door to re
connoiter. Behind them came a co
hort of nearly a dozzen infuriated la
dies, two of whom carried the tar pot,
while the rest carried mostly feather
pillows, ripped up at one end.
"Ladies," said Miss Blossom, "it
isn't usual to tar and feather over the
coat, is it?"
The idea had not occurred to any
body, but Miss Blossom was equal to
"Over his head," she said, and with
that the infuriated band burst open
the door to find Griggs with his arms
about whom do you suppose? Mar
tha Bayliss? No, sir, the squire's
daughter, Miss Amy Bellairs herself.
Well, you can imagine the silence
of petrified astonishment. Nobody
remembered the tar pot. Nobody
would have dared to tar Griggs in
Miss Amy's presence. But they did
not forget their tongues.
"So now we understand," said
Miss Blossom, "what the attraction
"As also why you didn't think it
was no business of yours to inter
fere," snickered Miss Jones.
"But of course we understand
now," said Miss Blossom, "and we
came to save a poor, innocent girl
from being imposed upon by a scoun
drel, not a designing woman of the
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