Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1852-05-21

A~S0Hnu, @no bearing the h0n0red name 9
Slocum.
His peregrinations at length brough
;; him into l., in the good old Stat
: of Pa, where in pursuit Of his determine
, tion he concluded that by "hiring OUT t
: labor for some farmer who had prett
daughters, he could court to better advan
tage. So he began to inquire of a gentle
manly looking person, who was sitting OF
the piazza of the tavern where he stopped
if he could inform him "whar be could gi
work on a farm whar thar's slick gals and ricl
old folks ?" The person addressed, direc
ted him to Mr.. Snyder's, who lived abou
three miles off, assuring him that he wa.
very rich, had two pretty daughters, and
would doubtless willingly employ him.
Scarcely had the Yankee departed on
his walk, when his informant, ,wlo was the
Mr.. Snyder he had himself directed Jede.
diah to call upon, mounted his horse, which
was standing hitched by the door, and rode
home by another road to avoid meeting
the Yankee. He was wealthy, well ed.
ucated German farmer, speaking English
with only slight accent, and extremely
affable and friendly; but his natural
shrewdness easily enabled him to penetrate
Jed's design, and so he determined to have
a little fun at his expense. Arriving at
home, his neat suit of black was exchanged
for suit of well worn blue drilling, and
surmounted by slouched wool hat, minus
crown, nobody would have recognized
the quondam Mr.. Snyder. Providing
himself with hoe he commenced work
ing as usual, having first intimated to his
family and working men that there would
be some fun upon the carpet.
After while Jedediah came in sight,
sweltering in the hot sun, and kicking up
a cloud of dust as he walked along. Pretty
soon he stopped opposite to where the men
were hoeing,and climbing the fence, seated
himself, awaited their approach, and then
accosted Mr.. Snyder
"Hello yeou! be yeou Farmer Sny-
der ?"
"Yaw, I pees called so somedimesh
Wat you vanish nit me?" bawled the
farmer, satisfied that by feigning the ut
most ignorance he could elicit more fun
though his men could scarcely restrain an
outburst at his mimicry.
al kinder reckon as heow ycou don't
want to hire hand or nothin' dew yeou?"
"Yaw, vanish a goot blow hand !;
does you want to hire 2"
"Wal, yaas, ruther guess do; alters
worked on farm myself; mans got
thunderin' cornEeld tu hum; seed corn
thar 'leving feet high to the bottom ears
fact, stranger, yeou'd better b'lieve mans
a mighty smart old 'ooman; she's old dea-
con Prouty's darter. l reckon yeou know
him /; he makes about the be.t ginger b' er
ever yeou put into your stumick.'
"Ob yaw, 1 pelievesh may pc; but can
you blow gootl'
"Pleow. by Jewpittaker, kin pleow
up hill, slantin dikler, any way you can
take it. Why tew hun the land is SO
stony they have pleows jist as crooked
as a ceow's horn, to pleow round the
stones and the hosses get SO used to going
crooked they can't 60 the big road without
running against the fence
Well, wat waches you wantsh l
geefes you nine tollar moont, NIT Jour
poard and washing, if you likesh to dake
it."
"Middlin' slim wages, old feller, but ef
the feedin's good, I guess mebby I'll 60 it.
I reckon yew kin give feller bite meow,
Mister, can't ye? Walkin' gives me an
appetite like grindstun.
Yaw, shoosh coome NIT me to mine
house, l guess ter womensh geefss you
So shouldering his hoe, the
farmer escorted Jedediah to the house.
After conversing with his wife in German
a few minutes, he directed two blooming
young ladies, his daughters, to prepare
some edibles for Jed, and in few minutes
a snow white cloth was laid upon the table,
and literally spread with cold yea, ,sausages,
eggs, and fresh biscuits, and surmounted
by large apple-pie. The Yankee sat
down and vigorously attacked the good
cheer.
"Now, shoosht help yourself, and fill
up your pelly, and make yourself at home,
said the hospitabls farmer, while Jed pro-
ceeded to help himself to about . foot of
and quantity Of eggs.
"Tell yeou what, squire, them sassen-
gers is beout East, reckon thar haint no
bull beef abeout them, nor nuthin."
"No, ter sassaches is ter clear shpeck,
wat kilt myself. Shust dake another
foot dey is goot." l4