Cheraw gazette and Pee Dee farmer. [volume] (Cheraw S.C.) 1838-1839, 1839-07-12
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Mr.. Editor-I rite tn you to enform you OF
a fu things that happend tu me tu dase ago:
In the turst place you must no that am ~
yers old and my name you will fine at the bot
tum of this here letter. Daddy lived hear or
mere here TIL | wus about Is yer, an then he
moyd down 70 Alerbamer ater sellln his farm
hear. When wus there we didn't 1--we mere
eny foxes an never seed eny gals but cussin
Nance, and the way she is nifty smart ga!
aint nobodys bissenlss.
When I lived hear seed rite smart of gals
--for thear wus Mary an Sal Dawson an
Jiney Froman. Now twixt you an me, Mary
Dausen wus raal hansum gal and wanted
to marry her when cum back from the west
II she lovd me then like she did when | went
off Now old Squire Dausons bruther he dide
and left every spek uf his propity tu Sail and
Mary-Now the ole sqIre he is as clever
man as ever chawd chaW Of tobacker, but
what must he do but he must post Oft Mary TO
wun of these here gals colleges-an send her
he did: an she had jest got back too weaks
afore / got hear. The old squire they all sed
had quit his old house and gone to fashuna-
bic house in the middle Of this ere town. Now
I amt ben used to these fashunable quality
houses at all-but thaut wood 60 an see
MARY eny how. So went thear last thursday
eyenin and when I got most to the gait found
Mary Jest gueiug in the house-Poor thing.
and when seed her wus almost sorry enut
to cry. She went stoopin almost bent du6le as
bad as cousin Zeiks granmamy the year atore
she died, and says tu myself Mary always
wus ridin the widest kind O. horses an some
ON them creeturs is throne and hert hur. But
bowsumeyer tried to look as don't kere as
coud and follered her intu the house. She
had lust tux of her bonnit an was standIn aiore
a CRATE big glas with gifted goold all around
the egges. :" hoddy mis- Mary" sed L" I'm
raley NIFTY glad to see you, an COUSIN Nance
wood tn, for she sent hoddy tu yu." WhenI
wus sayin this wus going up towards her
to shake hands with her but she draud back.
and / reckened may be she didn't remember
me and so ketched her by the hand and give
her a rite harty shake eny how. She looked
sorter mad an Wauked toards the doar. I'm
Bill Dixon says /, don't you recollect me. Mr..
Dixon says she (she had always cauled me
Bill afore this time) l presumd you had lurnt
how to treat lady before this time and not be
shakia hands with her that away. beg your
pardin miss Mary says l, I've always been
used to shakin hands with foxes. Jist then
hur muther cum in an Mary went out. lte!led
her who wus an shaked hans with her, OUT
/ tell you wha ! didn't reach out my han afore
she reached out hern to me fust. She axt me
all about mutner and cussin Nance an daddy,
and the craps, and then after we had tauked a
good while, Marin says /, aint miss Mary
sick. No says she. poor creetes, but she Is IN
a nifty delicate way indede-she has been
quite nurvus now for sum tlne-Mam says i
was sorter skeered that she had the con.
sumtiye or somlhin else of the kind she looked
80 thin and lean. La! Mr.. Dixon, says she,
you don't no nuthin; that's only from !acin gen.
teely. And whut makes her back squlnch up
so! said /. She looked sorter mad but looked
pleased agin in Ittel while, and stlffnln up
he, he'd, sed I suppose as you have ben lIvn
out to the west for long time you don't no
nothin about the fashuns. No nam said l.
Well sur says she its nuthing but the greshin
ben, an 20 whear you will you amt agoing to
find eny body hansum unles she has it. told
her If wus TO do so at homo, foxes wood think
old Charley had throne me and b'oak my back
in tu or that wus mocking daddy's broken
back SOW. She sed that we bacwoods west.
ern foxes must be nifty unhappy because they
coundent git the inlightinment Of something,
don't no what she called it but believe 1t
was Cultivation. ! told her we didn't warnt
eny OF that stuff for we made plenty Of corn
and coffin. She looked at me like she thaut
wus NIFTY fule. but looked at her like
knoed she was wun. But got up an told her
good by and pushed off. If you don't git tired
of this III rite agln' Yr hurbel sarVt
BILL DIXON.