Iowa news. [volume] (Dubuque, Upper Mississippi Lead Mines, Wisconsin Territory) 1837-1841, 1838-02-03
Ppl LEAD MINES WISCONSIN TERRITORY SATURDAY FEBRUARY 1s,s

ire, she led the way 10 bed, and the Squire GA
thered up his shoes and stockings and followed.
sally and We're left sitting good yard a.
part, honest measure. For fear of getting
tongue tied again. set right in, with steady
stream OF talk. told her all the particulars
Of lie weather that was past, and also made
some pretty cute guesses at what it was like
to be in future. At first, gavea hitchnp with
my chair at every full stop. Then growing
lsaucy, lrereatedit at every comma, and semi
colon; and at last it was hitch, hitch, hitch,
and ! planted myself fast by the side Of her.
i swow, Sally, you looked SO plaguy hand
some to-day, tina, wanted to cat YOU M
3.pshaw. get along. YOU says she.
My hand had crept along, somehow, upon
lis fingers, and began to scrape acquaintance
with hers. She sent ii home again, with des-
peraie Jerk. Try 1t again'---no better luck,
WHY, Miss Jones you're git,in' ups,ropulous,
a little old madish, ] guess
| Hands off is lair play, Mr. Beedle.'
| II is good sign TO find girl sulkv. knew
where the shoe pipched. |, was that are Patty
Bean business. So went TO work to pur-
saade her that had never had any notion af-
ter Patty, and to prove it, fell to running her
down at great rate. Sally could not help
Ginning in with me, aud rather guess Miss
| Patty suffered few. |, now, not only got
hold Of her hand without opposition, but ma
nascd to slip an arm round her waist But
there was no satisfying me; so mus, 90 TO
poking out my lips after buss. guess ru-
ed it. She fetched me slap in the face that
made me sec stars, and my ears rung like a
brass kettle for a quarter OF an hour. was
forced to laugh at the joke, though ont of the
wrong side efmy mouth, which gave my face
something the look OF a gridironr- 1.-The battle
now began in the regular way.
'Ah, Sally, give me kiss, ard ha' done
with it, now
i won't, so there, nor tech to.
iii take it, whether or no.
do it, il you dare
And at it we went, rough and tumble. An
odd destruction OF starch now commenced. The
bow ofmy cravai was squat up in half a shake.
Attic next bout, smash wen, shirt collar, and,
at the same time some of the head fas.onings
gave way, AM down came Saiy's hair in
flood, like mill dam bro&c loose carrying
away halfa dozen combs.---Cnc dig Of Sally's
elbow, and my bloc ming rutllcs wilted down
TO dish-cloth. But she had line TO boast.
Soon her neck tacklng began 10 shicvcr. 1t
parted at the throat, and, whprah, came whole
school Of blue AID white beads, scamperng
and running races every whichLway about the
floor. @&
BY the hockey; il Sally Jones isn't real grit,
ihere'sno snakes. She fought fair, however,
] musl own, and nci!hcriried to bite nor scratch,
and when She could fight no longer, FOR want
OF breath, she yielded handsomely. Her arms
fell down by her sides, her head back over her
chair, her eyes closed, and there lay her little
plump mouth, all III the air.---Lord, did We ev-
er see a hawk pouncc upon young robinl
Or a butnble-bec upon clover topl-l say no
thing.
Gonsani it, how a buss will crack. Of fros-
ty might. Mrs. Jones was about half way be-
tween asleep and awake. There goes my
yeast bottle says she 10 HERSELF but into
twenty hundred pieces, and my bread is all
dough again.
The upshot Of the matter is, fell in love
with Sally Jones, head over ears. Every Sun
day night, rain or shine. finds me rappng Al
Squire jones' door, and twenty times have
been within hairs breadth Of popping The
question. But now have made final resolve;
and if I live till next Sunday night, and don't
get choAcd in the trial, Sally Jones will hear
thunder.