Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1846-01-07


and left, putin in the bubble shulfies,
and toe and heel like all natur. Jake,
however, would sometimes make a slip
on the high notes, and then we could
hear him tam de dish ragp Prudence
Parr and the dandy ieller seemed NIGH
ty thick all the time, and | didn't like it
at all. You see | always took liking
to Prue, and kinder thort she liked me
100, but seed it was no use now, so
concluded to hold on and watch 'em,
Pretty soon it came their turn to lead
oft, and if Allcurly didn't trot cut fair,
then no colt ever did. He sartinly did
4doit in pretty good stile, cqnsiderin',
only he put in rather too many met.toq9
ical work, but for the double shuffles,
he couldn't hold candle to some of US.
Prue wys loud one at the work, and
the way she ratified the shoe leather
was ominous Of a swift destruction of
heel taps. Allcurly seemed ambishus
to throw off his passes land jest as he got
down to the lower end, seed him try.
in 10 duvtail pigeon wing into some
of his queer crankums, when fetchin'
down one foot rather hard, he trod on
an apple pcelin' and both his heels flew
into the air kwicker than you coul d
count haf! One OF his sod.settlers took
Prudence in the stummuck and cen.
most sent her threw one of the winders;
the other hit Ike Miles rite under the
smeIIer and pIagy near nocked his nose
of, while Allkerly come down ker
thump rite on the bottom of his back.
Crickery how the dishes ratified! and
such hoss laf CESS you never heard
on. Il bring the chicken up to the doe
dish,' say Jim Spooner. Give him some
Of the po|lushun,' says Sal Savage, lit
will cataract the asshead.' Hes got
pollushun enut now, lgess,' says Nike
LongIey, 'on|y jest look, his trowses is
all split up And may be catamauled,
if his trowses wasn't all busted out, from
his Wristbands clean down, hat way to
his boots! Airth and worms how he did
look! His trowses was strapped down
awful tite, and they was a snug fit be>
sides, and SO when he kinder got up on
his legs, be kinder c!apped both hands
behind him and sorter backed into the
kitchen, and the last we seed on him,
a-svas m the road -.stteakia'si it -fas The
village like destruction. | never seed
any gall look more shameder of herself
than. Prudence Parr did for a considera-
bic spell afterwards, for what with the
modification, and what with the alI-sui-
ficient rib.riser that AlIkerly give her
vitals she seemed jest like. a sick gosin.
AS tor Ike Miles he said his probossis
felt about the strangest, it was as much
as an inch shorter, and broad agin as
he had ever knowed it afore. Rub it
with soft sopc,' says Jim Spooner, 'and
all the kicks will wipe out as smooth as
a dishcloth.' None of your slack here,
JIM says !, and give him a look that
sobered him about the kwickest. >'Come
grind away, old meal.bag,' says J, 'or
you'll never earn your dollar Mig roll
ed OUT the onion skin, rubbed on the
rosum, and tid-re-i whoop! what spree!
We danced the niger fast aseep, but
that didn't make no odds-he kept the
tid-re.i goin' regular as tea party, and
his head nodded this way and that way
kept time like a steme injun. Prudence
got over her fit ofAllkurly, and dane.
ed with her, and then she danced with
me, and everything went on as smooth
as taller candle. forgot all about my
toes, and finally as nobody asked Hetty
to dance | thort I would. The varnin
! told me sapl 'She warnt goih' to dance
with me nor nobody else when we'd
got clear down to the tail Of the heap.
IJest as you like, Miss says !; mo Of
1 fence, / hope And with that Col. Girls
sic come along, and says he, Boys and
gals, / guess you've had fun enough
!. for one spree, and perhaps you'd better
think about gittin home afore long.
felt thatfor one I'd got "a belly tull, and
Ito rights, / told him so-and so said the
rest oftbe felers, and so said Prudence
Parr, and SAN Savage sad she'd goi
polushun enuf, and she guessed Allcur-
is had too, and so we concluded to miz.
zlc. kept an eye on Prudence. so as
to ask her to ride home with me, which
would be handy all round as her folks
lived jest beyond our house, but the
first knew, she was all ready, and
whose arm should she be hold on, but
Jim Spooner's Come jed says he,
flare up-the mares waitin'-where''
your gaI?' | felt so dumfounded.lke tha
I didn't know what 10 think. 'The dog:
she ISL says !; well. go rite out ane
get in and I'll be there IN two seconds.
But come to look round there warn,
anybody goin' our way but what go
fellers, except Hetty Gawkins. Thinks
I, I'll stay all mite and court Liz, bu
jest then I seed Mike Long!ey with one
arm round Liz's waste, and lookin' a.