The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1847-04-10

warm ashes m the widow Beans par
lor, listening to Patty stamping about
in her stocking feel, in the chamber
overhead, for one good hour. Then
stood up to the looking glass and friz.
zled up my hair, changed my shirt.
pin to new place, thought over some
speeches to make under the buffalo skin,
and finally laid plot to lugin the awful
question in a sort Of slantindickular
fashion. 81 pnilal4 9d Iissmid 5slo
At last Patty appeared in all her
glory;l was just crooking my elbow
to lead her out, when in came Mrs.
Bean. 5si Fna oo9,ta 3agv1sas iaa 1;i
o"Where are you going to, Pattyr' J,
-"Over to Shaw's, a sleighing.', aI9i
"What, and leave your cousin Dolly
all alone, to suck her fngers7 A. pref
ty how dye do that, after coming all
the way from Saco to see you. Is,~a9;l
Here was a knock-down argument.
All my plans Of courting and comfort
melted down and ran off,in 0moment.
| saw directly that the widow was re-
solved to push big Dolly Fisher into
my sleigh, whether or no; and there
was no remedy, for the widow Bean
is a stump that is neither to be got
round nor moved out Of the way II
said something about the small size OF
the sleigh, but it wouldn't do--she shut
my mouth instantly. 1ga- 81 ri g'4o3a !
"Let me alone" says she--"I went
a sleighing afore you was born, young
ster!o i'll don't know how to pack a
sleigh, who does? Patty Bean, stow
yourself away here, and shrink yourself
up small. If there amt room, we
must make room, as the fellows used
70 say. Now, Dolly, hoist yourself in
.here!" q1sy ytg-y,,I
9 She tumbled herinto the sleigh like
'hot from a shovel, or cart load of
into, gondola. d 1t was
:huck full of her. O, she's whopper
tell you. - Oh b, s8Fsy i y l.
"Why Johnny Besdle,' y says Mrs.
3ean, Sin my day, they used to pack
IS layer on layer."bna aigaGI
At this hint, | sneaked round to Pat
Y, to begin the second layer on her
ap. But the widow was wide awake.
he clinched me by the collar, and pat
ing upon Dolly's knees --"Here's the
rivers sea.," says she. .Plant your
Jet fiat and firm neice; jump up, John
y, and now, away with her my lad"
BY this time had got so ravin' mad
lat could hold in no longer. 1 fell &
Jul Of the old mare, and il didn't
I'VE it TO her about right, then there's
one O. me, that's all. The Deacon .
,unted the welts on her Sides week =
forwards, when he called on me for =
reckoning, which was made with !
talk upon the upper flap Of his every u
~ hat. Sukey, not understanding 7
ch jokes, took the bit in her teeth, :
i'd shot of, right on eend, like a streak y
true Connecticut Lightning. Jemi- =
u! how we skinned over it. And 81
Q houses, and barns, and the fences, p
ID g.styes, flew by us like clouds ~
! the moon. "Yonder is Hanks y
rner-. Whoorah!" and "Whoorah" &
swered all the ladies and gentlemen "
th one voice. Sukey, scared with v,
e noise, turned the corner withoa q
t, and the sleigh was bottom upwards u' .n
1 a.! "Whoa, there, Whoa!"-- III
,e first thing | knew, was in the Oh
tom ofa snow bank, jammed do wn &c
der halfa ton Of Dolly Fisher! ! 81
ought | never should see daylight M
ain, and when they hauled me out, m,
1T print IN the snow very much &c
. cooked up hat knocked into the tn
1dle Of next week, as the sailors sh
Z. i2El = A}D0s lH01i 9iG,I CO
nobones were broken. wi
J shook our feathers and crept into pc
. nest again laughing asoloud as the tel
t'of them. The slsighs were now mt
med into string, the fiddler follow- att
/, and away we started on the road wi
Shaw's, bells jingling, fiddles soun. sd
g, and every body halIeoing and a,
saning for joy.l tatii sgaolqG II ~,
'eter Shaw heard the racketntwo ~
es off; for he was always on the ~ ~
k out ola moon shiny night He a., !,
to kicking up dust in the best ~ ~
m to put Il to orlgh.s, and when, we sa' =,
we'd, the floor was swept, the best sr' 90,
IN candlestick paraded, the fire -, =,
.e filed with green wood, and little ~: ~:
! was anchored close under the oe'
b, to tug at the broken windedlbeE
Sc No fire appeared, butthere was we
ng SYMPTOMS oft, for there was no Syl
ofsmoke; and part oft missing will
way up chimney, strayed about the
room. which gave me chance ter
nit off another compliment upon refi