The Whig standard. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1843-1844, 1844-04-18

From the Ns,p York Spirit Of the Times
ORIGINAL LETTER FROM THE GEORGIA
MAJOR--HOW MISS KEsIA APRIL-FOOL-
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,#las5 PINEvILLE, April 5, lS44. y
To Mr.. Porter.-DEAR SIR; Ever sense
redd that piece in your paper, fwhar you sed you
would walk hundred miles just to shake hands
with me, I've been monstrous anxious to git a
quainted with you, But it's SIGH a terrible long
WAYS to New York, and cotton's down so lows !
don't much think I'll ever have the pleasure Of
seein you in this world. But there's one conso-
lation we literary mems got over common people,
and that u.s.. we can form 'quantances and friend
ships by our writens without ever seeing one ano-
Their, and ben as some Of us amt no great beau
ties, perhaps it's as good a way as emmy I'm
told yowr nonstrous CRATE long gander-legged
Teller, and you may be domination ugly for all /
know but this one thing I'm certain of--you
must be smart man, and man OF first-rate
taste, or you wouldn't like my ritns SO much. "A
would rit you a letter before, but the fact is,
sense last February, haint had much time for
nothing. The baby's been cross as the mischief
with the hives, and Mary, she's been ailin good
deal, and then you know this time of year we
planters is all busy fxin for the crop.
Nothing uncommon haint took place down here
lately, only tother day catasterfy happened in
our family that come monstrous nigh putin eend
to the whole generation OF us. never was SO
near skeered out Of my senses afore in my born
days, and don't 'bleye old Miss Stallins ever
will git over it, if she was to live thousand
years. But I'll tell you all about it.
Last Monday morning all of us got up well
and hearty as could be, and sot in our room with
Mary and played with the baby till breakfast
time, little thinkin what was gwine to happen so
soon. The little Teller was jumpin and CROWN
go | couldn't hardly hold him in my arms, and
spreadin his little mouth and laughn just like he
know'd every thing we sed to him. Bimeby out
Prissy come to tell us breakfast was reddy, and
we all went into tother room to eat, cept sister
Kesial, who sed she would stay and take care of
little Henry Clay til we was done. Mary's SO
careful she won't trust the baby with none OF the
niggers single mint, and she's always dreadful
Uneasy when Kesah's got it, she's SO wild and so
careless. ~ aeea eH t.ss tfy
Well, we all sot down to breakfast, and Ke-
sah, she scampered upstairs to her room with the
baby, jumpin it UP, and kissin it, and talkin to it
as hard as she could. . s
"Now sis, do be careful of my precious little
darlin," ses Mary, loud as she could to her, when
she was gwine up stairs.
Oh, eat your breakfast, child, and don't be so
fairfield bout the baby" ses old Miss Stalns-
/" you don't low yourself mnit's peace when
it's out of your sight" Hh
That's fact ses sister Calline, g she won't
let nobody do notin for little Henry but herself,
know would be SO crazy bout no child of mine."
" swell, but you know sister Kiz is 81 careless,
Pm always SO fraid she'll let it swaller some-
thing, or git "a fall, some way" ale4l li658s
y |" Tut, tut" ses the old woman, they Amt no
sense in being all the time scared to death bout
nothin Peoples got enough to do in this world
to bear the trouble when it comes, 'thout study
in it up. Take some of them good hot corn rnuf-
fins," SEES she, they's mighty nice"
We was all eatin along-the old woman was
talkin bout her gardin and the frost, and was
jest raisin my coffee cup to my mouth, when
heard Kesiah scream out" Oh my Lord! the
baby, the baby !" and whap it come. rite down
stairs on to the floor. Lightnin couldn't KNOCK
me off my seat qucker-down went the coHee'
aud over went the table with all the vtties--
Mary screamed, and old Miss Stans tainted rl'e
away in her cheer-I was so blind couldn't
hardly see, but never breathed breath til
grabbed it up in my arms and run round the