The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1851-03-13
Widow stokes and the censu. Taler.

NY AUG simple. .mlnuedness. Having been
warned of her propensity, and being some.
| what hurried when we called upon her, we
were disposed 10 get through business az
soon as possible, zSiriding into the house
.snd drawing out our papers-'Taking the
census. ma'am!' quothl wes sa. erfa0
Ah! well yes !! bless your soul, take a
seat. Now do Are1you the gentleman
that Mr.. Fillmore has sent on 40 take the
.sensis 2 Iwonder well, how was Mr. Fill.
more and famil1 when you seed hims'
We told her we had never seen the Presi-
dent; didn't know him from side of sole
leathsrs' we had ,heeaswritten to to take the
census. - ,siSssae,s. 4s h,4F,s :.
We'll, now, there agin /! lover your souli
Well, | 'spose Mr.. Fillmore writ youa letter,
did he2 No! Well there's mighty little here
to take down---iimes is bard; but il looks
like people can't get their iestrishts in tins
country and the law is all for the rich and
none for the poor. Did you ever hear tell of
that case my boys has got agin old SIMPSON,
Looks like they will never git to the eena on
it. The children will suffer, Pm mighty
afeard. Did you ever see Jndge B.! Yes 1!
Well did you ever hear him say what he's
agwine to do in the boys case agin Simpson;
No! Well, squire, will you ak him the
next time you see him, and write me word );
and tell him what fsay J I'm nothing but a
poor widow, and my boys has got no larnln,
and old Simpson tnk 'em in It's mighty
hard case, and the will oughint never to
been broke, but
Here we interposed and told the cid lady
that our time was precious. After a good
deal of trouble, we got through with de.
scription Of the members of her family, and
the Statistical table as far as the article
'cloth.'
How many yards of Gotten cloth did you
weave in 1850, ma'amr
well, now LESS see! You know Sally
Higgins that used to live in the Smith set.
tlemenl2 poor thing, her daddy druv her off
--pcor gal, she couldn't help it. dare say.
Well, Sally she come to stay VII me when
the old man druv her away, and she was a
powerful good hand to weave, and l did
think she'd help me power. WE'LL arter
She bin here awhile, her baby hit took
sick, and old Miss S,ringer she undertook to
help it; ;she's powerful good hand, old Miss
S,ringer, ofiireo,ss and yearbs, and sich like!
Well, she made sort Of a tea, as | was
saying, and sne-gia it 10 Sallys baby, it got
wuss--the poor cree,ur-and she gin it tea,
and looked like. the mole she gin isiea, the
more--' -
My deaf madam, I am in hurry; please
tell me now many yards of cloth you wove
In 1850. want to ge. through and go on.'
Well, well, who'd thought you'd been
so sn appish Well, as was sayin', Sail; s.
child hit kept gittin wuss, and old Miss
S'ringer, she kept a givin it the yearb tea
till at last the child hit looked like it ,sould
die any how. And bout the time the child
was at its wust, old Daddy Sykes. he cum
along, and he said if we'd git some night.
shed berries, and stew them with little
cream and some hogs lard-now old Daddy
Sykes is mighty fine old man, and he gin
the boys heap of mighty good counsel
bout that case-boys, says he, I'll tell YOU
what you do. you go audi
old LADY said we, do tel about your
cloth. and lei the sick child and Miss Slrin-
ger, Daddy Sykes, the boys and the law sui,
so to grass. I'm in a hurry
Gracious bless your dear soul don't gi,
aggravated. I WINS jist telIln you how il
come didn't weave any cloth last year,
'Oh, well; you didn't weave asy cloth las,
year, Good we'll go OF 10 the next nr,i.
cle'
Yes! you see the child begun 10 swell
and turn yaller, and hit KEEP wsiln' lis eyes
und moanin' and knowed-'
Never mind about the child--lust tell
me the value of the poultry you raised last
year.
ooh, well--yes; the chickens you mean.
Why, reckon you never in your born days
see a poor creetur have the luck that did
and looks like we never shall have good
luck agin for since old Simpson TUX that
case upto The Chancery court
Never mind the case; let's hear about
The chickens, il you please
sBless you, honey, the owls destroyed in
and about the best half that did raise
Every blessed night they'd come and sci on
the comb Of the house, and hoo, hoo, and
one Eight in particular, Remember, | had
Just got up for the night.shed salve TO lint the
| little gal with
'WellS well, what was the value Of what
YOU did raise?
They got so bad--the owls did--that they
TUX the old hens as WELLS the chickens The
night was tellin bout, i heard somelhin'
u-a II, s;q-u-a-ll, and says ], I'll bet
that's old Speck, that nasty oudacious owls
got for seen her go 10 roost with her
chickens, up in the plum tree, fornenst the
smoke house Q. So went TO whar old Miss
Sninger was sleepin', a. says Miss Sirin-
ger! Oh Miss S,riuger! sure's you're born,
that stinkin' OWLS got old speck out'n the
plum tree! Well, old Miss Stringer she
turned over upon her side like, and saysshe,
what did you say, Miss Stokes and says
L.
! We began to get very tired and signi6ed
the same 10 the old lady, and begged she
4 would answer us directly, and without cir.