Iowa capitol reporter. [volume] (Iowa City, Iowa) 1841-1855, 1849-04-18
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said boo, in them diggins, out-swear satan:
and was as cross Us she bar, with Cubs.
lie had little hankerih' in favor Of ,hs
ieliers intown, to- for they gin him pres
ents OF powder 10 hunt with, and he waa
precious fond OF usin' his shootin' iron.-
determined anyhow, to ask his darter
Betsy, to be my partner at the Netlle Bot.
tom Ball. .z =, $50, -.
Well, my sister Marth, made me bran
new pair Of buckskin trowsers 10 90 in.
and ride my picture. eff she didn't nut
stirrups 10 'em TO keep 'em down. She
said straps wur the! fashion and l should
ware EN- on as eli had somethin' press
in on me down--a my JOINTS wur sot
tight together, but Marih Insisted and I
knew | could soon dance 'em Oh, so gin
in. and started of to the brsnch Tor Betsy
Jones. rt-
when ! arriv'd the old Teller wur site
tin smokin' ar,er his supper, and the
younger Jones' wur sittin' round the la
bic takin' theirs. A whappin' big pan Of
m'sh stood rite in the centre, and a large
pan Of milk beside it, with lots of corn
bread and buiter-and Betsey was helpin'
the youngsters, while old Mrs. Jones sot
by admirin' the family collection. Old
iom took hard star at me, and kind
shook, but the str rps stood it, and re-
COVERED ny-vi, anu gin GU !:::s saad az
he sent, but / wur near the door and rea-
dy to break il he showed fight.
What the h--il are you doin' in dis
gu,se, says the old man-he swore dread
luily-'are you comm dow here to stealP'
81 r'!ed up at that. Says l, 'ef | wur
comm fer such purpose. you'd be the
last ia hunt nip to steal of on
Your right, I'd make a hole to light
your innards, eli you did, And the bid
savage chuckled. ] meant because he had
no'hin' worth steaiin,' but his darter but
he lhot Twas cos was afear'd on him.
We'll, purity soon gather'd up and iold
hlm what cum down fur, and invited him
to CHM up and take drink and see that
all wen, on rite. Betsy was in an awful
way for fear he wouldn't consent. The
old oman here spoke in favor Of the move,
and old lem thought of the Ticker and Gin
III to the measure. Of bounced Betsy up
ladder into the second story. and one Of
tie small gals with her, to help put on the
hxnpS. sot down in cheer. and fell a
telkin al the old 'cman While we were
eha.'in, away as NICE as relations, could
hear Betsy maxim things st nd round
ab've. The floor was only loose boar, 8
kNered over wide juice, and every step
made EN- shake aud rattle like small
hurricane. Old Tom smoked away, and
the young ones at the table would hold a
spoonful OF mnsh to their mouths and look
al my straps. and then look at each ether
and Singer, iii at last the old man seed
en-.
well, by gun fl;nts, says he, 'ef you
ann maxim josey---'
jest at that moment, somethin' gin awav
above, and may die, eff Hetsy. without
any'hln on yearth on her but one of these
S'o'n cushions, didn't drop rite thro' tie
floor, and set herself cnshin and all coch-
a"h +" mfo HE pan Of masd! jest tho't
iof second, that heaven and yearth had
Kissed each other, and squeezed me be-
tween EN-. Betsy squealed like a'scape
p'pe,-a spot of the mush had spa.,ered
on me Old mans face, and burnt him, and
he swore dreadful. Isnatched up the pan
Of milk, and dashed it over Betsy TO cool
her oii,-the old oman Knocked me spraw-
I'm for dom it, and away went my straps.
The young ones lei out a scream, as if The
'niarnel pit had broke loose, and I'd Jest
gin hall Of my hide to have bin out of the
old mans reach. He did reoch for me.
but lent him one with my halflow ers, on
the smeier, that spread him, and maybe
| didn't leave sudden. didn't see the
branch, but as soused through it, Iheered
Tom Jones swar he'd chan me up if an
incl. big Of me was found in them diegins
i'll the mornn'.'
| didn't know for spell whar was n
runnin'. but heHrin' nolhn' behind me l
Stacked up, and jest cons idered whether it
"sa bestt go home and git my straps. strait,
and leave, or 60 see the ball. Bcn' as |
was manager, tho't Id go have a peep
through the window to see ei it cum up TO
nay expectations. While | wus lookup at
the boys goin' it, one on EN- spied me,
and they hauled me in, stood me atore the
fire to dry, ana all hands got round. in
sIstin' on KNOWN what was the matter.
ups and tells all about it. never hear
e.i such LATIN hoIlerin' and sclcamin' in
all my a~"Js.
jest then my trowsers gin to feel .hs
tire and shrink Up about an inch mint,
and the boys and gals kept up strong
'aiiin' at my scrape, and pickle l wur in,
and gin TO git rIy, when al. a, ons,
seed one Of these slick CRIT ers, from town,
rite IN among 'em, b';iilorin' was than the
loudcN.
Una 'on's said he'd chaw you up, did
he? s':.,s the town teller, 'uel, he oiuoys
he' rs his woTa,'
That mini, billed over. grabbed hts
slick hair, and maybe didn't gin him
scissors. Jest as was maxim him a
cAaarea sFecimen, some Teller holer'd out
Oid Jones in with that mr. rife
didn't hear any more in that Bottom
Iightnin' couldn't got near enough 10
SINCE my coat tail dumped ,hro' that
winder as easy as bar 60 through cane
brakci and cu>s me if couldn't hear the