"I know who she is! I've got a cousin in Trumet.

Debby Beasley! Aunt Debby, they call her.

Why! she's old enough to be Methusalem's grandmarm, and--" "If I recollect right," interrupted Bailey, with dignity, "Cy never said he wanted a YOUNG woman--a frivolous, giddy critter, always riggin' up and chasin' the fellers.

He wanted a sot, sober housekeeper." "Godfrey! Aunt Debby ain't frivolous! She couldn't chase a lame clam--and catch it.

And DEEF! Godfrey--scissors! she's deefer 'n one of them cast-iron Newfoundlands in Heman's yard! Do you mean to say, Bailey Bangs, that you went ahead, on your own hook, and hired that old relic to--" "I did.