Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1849-04-13
MltsreIlolleolls.
YalIer Pledges,
Or, the Fight about Sal SpiIIman.
BY SOLITAIRE.

BY SOLITAIRE.
It amt material for feller to tell of his git,in
licked, but must tell you about that fight be.
tween me and Jess Stout-it war screamer BY
shunder and if did gin in it warn't in The
course o. human natur' to do any how else
That gal spontaneously hankered arter Jess, and
besides he'd piled up the affection in her, by an
amazin' long spell of courtin.' did kinder
edge into her likn' and gin 10 spekate big on
THROWN Jess, but that fight knocked my calcua.
tion all to filters. I'm some in bar fight, and
considerable among painters, but warn't no
whar in that fight with Jess. In course I'll tell
you boys,so sot yourselves round, and pass a.
long that corn juice.
You see, every time come up from Lusian.
ne, found Jess hangn' round that gal. Sally
Splllman looked orlul sweet, and afeller could'n
go near her without ralsin' his dander-he was
jealous as hen with young chickens. l sot
my eyes on her to find out what Jess saw in her
so amazin' inticin', and swar of close exam
lnatlon didn't make mesy yearn after her like
weaned yearling.-She was all sorts of GAL
there Warn't sprinklin' too much of her-she
stuck out all over just far enough without cush-
inln'-had an eye that would make feler's
heart try TO get out Of his bosom, and then such
hGr-her step was as light as panter's, and her
breath as sweet as prairie flower. In my opin-
ion, the mother of all human natuf warn't an
atom sicker model; she desafved the pick of a
whole creation, and just felt that was made
purpose for her.
AT all the frolicks round The country, down
In the Missouri bottom, or up on the Osage Jess
was hankln' arter that gal, lookin' honey at her,
and piaen at the fellers that spoke pleasin' to
herr thort I'D try my hand at maxim him on.
easy, so one night at lrolick, sidled up to her
and axed her how she war and eff that ailin'
nlgger oil her daddy's wur improvin', what 'ud
be The probable amount of the old mans tobac-
co crop this season, and some other intetestin'
matters OF talk. She said that she was thrivin'
as usual, the niger was comm on as we'll as
could be expected, and the old mans crop pro-
missed TO be pretty considerable. Nothn' could
be more satisfyin', and so | kept on a taIkin'
and she got to laffin' and Jess began scowlin'.
seed he warn't pleased, but din'nt estimate
him very TALL, so kept on, got dancin' with
Sally, and ended by kissin' her good by that
night, and maxim Jesse as jealous as pet pint.
Il war agoin' to start to LAUSANNE next dav
with flat load Of tobaccer and other groceries,
and alore | went, thort I'd send present of
my pet bar cub over to Sally, just to have a
sorter hitch on her, till I'D get back; so gifts
my niger Jim, and gin him the foerin' note
with the bar cub, and special directions that he
wur to give 'em both to Sally herself:
Painter erik, rear bar digginS JUN twenty /.
To the captivatin' Miss Sally SpiIlman.
Your tender adorer Sam Crowder, sends you
the folIowin' fust trofy of hunt on the Usage,
the condition of this bar are somethin' like him,
the bar are all fat, he all tenderness Hopin'
that you will gin up small corner of your heart
to the writer, while he is among the furriners Of
LAUSANNE, he will ever remember you, and be
sure not to forgit to bring pledge of affection
from the South to bind our openin' loves.
Yours pih stream or agin il.
Sam. CRowDER.
Il studied that out with considerable difficulty
and writ it with more, and stick me on a sand
bar eff that Jess didn't waylay Jim and read the
note! Maybe il didn't stir up the auvial bot.
tom Of his love for Sally-the varmints count
nance looked as riled as the old Missouri in a
June rise.
of Istarted next day with my flat, for the
Emporium of the South, and as ! war foatin' a.