The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1848-06-06
Widow Bedott's Table Talk.

The following humorous sketch is going the
rounds of the press credited to the London Punch,
but we think it has an American origin. We re-
spectfully recommend its perusal to certain class
of writers and speakers:
"He was a wonderful hand to moralize, my hus-
band was, said the widow specially after he be-
gan to enjoy poor health. lie made an observation
once, when he was IN one OF his poor turns that
shall never forget the longest day live. He says
to me one winter evenin as he was sitting by the
fire. was knittin, Il was always wonderful knit
ter and he was a smokin', (he was master hand
to smoke, though the doctors used to tell him hed
be better off, TO let tobacco alone; when he was
we'll he used to take his pipe and smoke awhile al
ter he'd got the chores done up, and if he wasn't
well he used to smoke the biggest part of the time)
we'll he took his pipe out O his mouth, and turn
ed towards mel knoW'd somethin' was comm fol
he had peculiar way O. lookin' round when he
was gwine to say anythin' uncommon-well, says
he to me, says he, Silly (my name was Prisciy
naturally but he generally called my Silly, cause
twas handy, you know, well says he to me, says he
sSjlly' and he looked pretty solemn, tell you-he
had solemn countenance naturaily-after he d got
to he deacon twas more so, but since he ID lost his
health he appeared soemner than before, and GER
tainlv Won wouldn't wonder at it if you knoW'd
how much he underwent. He was troubled with a
wonderful pain in the chest, and amazin weakness
in the spine of the back, besides the pleurIsy In his
side and havin' the ager considerable part OF the
time and bein' broke O. his rest O. nights cause he
was so put to it for breath when he laid down.
WHY it's an onaccountable fact that when the man
died he hadn't seen a we'll day in fifteen years,
though when he was married. and for five or six
years after, shouldn't desire to ruggeder man
than he was. But the time am sPeakin' of he had
been out o health nigh upon ten years, and oh dear
sakes how he had altered since the first time | see
him! That was at quiltn' at Squire Smiths a
spell afore Sally was married. I'd no idea of that
Sal Pendegrass. WE'LL that was the first time |
ever my husband; had any body told me that
| should marry him, should have said-but law
sakes! most forgot, was gwine to tell you what
he said on that evenin', and when body begins to
tell thing, believe in finishn ont some time or
other. Some folks has a strange way of taikin'
round for ever, and never comm to the pint, and
talkin' twenty words to say what might be told in
FIVE Now there s Miss Jenkins, she that was Poll
Bingham after she was married-she is just the
in all my born days; but was gwine to tell you
what my husband said-he says to me, says he,
sSilly'-says |, WHAT did MT say, what Hez-
ekiall,' for | did MT like the name The first time
| heard it, nearly killed myself a-lafiin. 'Heze-
kier Bedott' says l. WELL | d give it up if had
such name but then | had no more idea O. mar
ryin' the feler than you have this mint o. marryin'
the Governor. | suppose you think it curious that
we should a named our eldest son HeZekier. Well
done it to please father and mother Bedott-it s
father Bedotts name, and he and mother Bedott
used to think that names ought to go down from
jneraton to lineration. But we always called him
Ker-he s bessin', amt he and | amt the only
one thinks so, guess Now, do MT you never tell
anybody that | said so, but between you and me, |
guess if Kezah Wrinkle thinks she's gwine to ketch
Bedott, she is little out of her reckonin'. But l
was gwine to tell you what my husband saidmhe
says to me, Silly he d a kept sayin' Silly
from time to eternity, cause you know he wanted
me to pay particular attention to him, and gene
rally did woman never more attentive to
her husband than was. Well, he says to me, says
he, Silly'-says l. WHAT though d no idea
what he was gwine to say-did MT know but t was
somethn about his suferins, though he wa mt apt to
complain, but he frequently used to remark that ne
would MT wish his worst enemy to suffer one mint
as he did all the time, but that can't be called
grumblin'-thnk it can Why, we seen him IN
sittvations when you d a thort mortal could a
helped grumblin but he did MT. He and me went.
but was gwine to tell you that conversation o
hisen. Says he to me, says he, Silly'-Q could see
by the light o. the fire-there did MT happen to be
candle burnin', if do MT disremember, though my
memory is sometimes forgetful but know we
wa mt apt to burn candles exceptin' we had COM
pany-I could see by the light of the fire that his
mind was uncommon solemnized)-he says to me
saws he, Silly says | :" what { Says he to me
says he, We are all poor creatures = .