The Yazoo Democrat. (Yazoo City, Miss.) 1844-18??, 1845-07-02


them flung about topsY-turvey, as they were
in that room. / ruther think she didn't
have her company up there very often
but gal that's got good bringing up will
be just as particular about the place she
keeps for herself and which company new
er sees, as if it was like to be seen every
day Of her life.
/ begun to be alfred glad that didn't
ask her to have me yesterday, for if she'd
been so young as she seemed tn be, and
as harnsome as an angel, wouldn't had
her arter seeing that leetle room o, her'n.
A pocket handkerchief worked and spring
ed and ruffled with lace, was lying on the
settee, but it was all grimmed over with
dirt, and looked as it would gin anything
for sight of the wash tub. The carpet
was as soft and thick as could be and il
was all kivered over with punches ofposiesl
as natural as life; but there was a great
grease spot close to the fire, where some
body had upset lamp, and all round the
edges and in the corners it looked as iii
hadn't been swept for ever so long. A
chest of drawers solid, shiny mahOgOny-
with great looking glass, swung between
two pieces OfmahOgany on the top-stoOd
on one side the room, and there hanging
over the edge on 'em, as true as live,
were the long handsome curls, that I'd seen
on Miss Miles when she was tn cousin
May's party Wal, think, sez |, if this
don't take the rag off the bush! What do
you think l saw next? A glass tumbler
about half full of water, with three nice,
leetle, white teeth lying in the bottom on
it /! couldn't help but give leetle whistle
when saw them. Thinks seq |, it's Jest
as like as not that Miss Miles wont pucker
up her mouth and smile, quite so much this
morning as she did yesterday, any how.
There were two little china cups with
the kivers lying down by them; one was
filed with white stuff; kinder like flower
only ruther more dirty and t'Other was full
something that looked as much like rose
leaves ground down to powder as any thing.
Ieetle chunk Of cotton wool was stuck in
to it, but what on airth it was for, couldn't
make out. There were two or three silk
cushions chuck full Of pins, on the drawers,
and there was no eend to the mantle SHELF
as well as on the tables and chest ofdraw-
|ers.
In one corner of the room there stood
great looking glass, a swinging between
two leetle posts cut out of mahogany, and
right over it two silk frocks were tumbled
up together. l begun tn finger them a lit
tie, for somehow felt curious to know how
the tarnal cunning critter contriyed to
make herself look so plump and round
The tops of her frOcls, both on ,em were.
all stuffed full Of something soft that made
them stand out as nat'ral as life. hadn't
but Jest time to drop the frock and set down
again-Iooking as innocent as if butter
wouldn't melt in my mouth-when Miss
Miles came hack.
She'd put on another frock, and some
how or other, had fixed up her hair so as
to look rather more ship shape; but she
hadn't time to put herself together, though,
her face did look a leetle whittier than it did
when fust went in. There warn't bit Of
bump on her back, and she was nat'ral all
the way round
But | can't stop to right yOn on all my
dreams that night. | don't think dough- |
nuts and sugar candies set well on the
stomach, and don't think seeing so many
gals set well on my head. There is ter
rible all-overish sort of feeling in young |
fellow when he's been cruising among the |
gals all day, and come hum and cuddles up
in bed at night. When he gest one gal in
his head and heart, as had judy White,
he's as quiet as kitten, and his heads a
sort of settled; but after he's been rowing |
over the world as | am a doing, natur gifts
r1ther rily, and there's nothing that sticks
in it except the dregs, the pure essence siit-
ing out all through.
Getting in love is somewhat like getting
drunk, the more a fellow loves the more
he wants tll-and when the heart gifts a
going, pity pat, pity pad, there is such a
swell, that il busts up all the strings SO that
Il can't hold the genuine grit at all. When
judy White fust took hold Of my arm,
give the coat sleeve a rale hearty smack,
where her hand had laid, and that coat
raly did love better than any other ever
had on but / never think the better Of my /
waller gloves for shaking the hands 81 all |
the gals in York. Pve only got Miss Miles
out Of my head, to get thousand shinin
faces in. Lord knOWns what'l become OF
me, Par, i'll 60 on to be bedevilled arter
the woman, as have been this new years
dayl When a feller is made any on By
'em he must have been brought up under
good preaching in Weathersheld 70 stand
i here IN York. / feel Gs # / shouldn't Be