The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1853-10-06
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A VISIT TO AN UGLY MAN.
BY SIMON sUGGEs.

As we stepped over the low fence, |
heard the hum of a spinning. wheel, and
another moment, one of the sweetest, TO-.
siesl faces ever beheld. looked out at
the door. 1t was Lucy Wallis, the pret.
ty daughter of The Ugly Man! Saluting
US modestly, she asked us in-and to be
seated-and resumed her work. There
be few more liveHer girls than Lucy
In her moist blue eye, was a blended ex.
preston of mirthfuIness and something
more tender, that went in your heart
without ever asking leave. Clad in a
homeSpun frock, coarse but tasteful in its
.colprs and Adjustment-and oh! how
tbrilhant spotleSS-her fingers tipped with
tie blue OF the indigo tub-her little feet
in buckskin moccaSins-she piled her
task induSlrously, now with an arch toss
shaking into place her rich auburn hair
and now, with a bound forward, grace
fully catching the thread that had slipped
from her fingers. Sweet.voiced too, was
Lucy Wallis, as she stood at her wheel.
spuning two threads. One of cotton on
her spindle, and the other ofgossp, with
my excellent and loquacious friend Dick
Mccoy.
Plague take the girl! She has made
me forget her ugly father! Mr. Wallis
and his woman were from here when
we got there-having been on visit 10 a
sick neghbor-but in half all hour they
returned.
Thar they come!' said Dick, as he
heard voices outside the cabin door,
seat yourself. and don't be scatlered!'-
Then looking at Lucy.
You've never seen daddy. 'Sqire hav
youP she asked, slightly coloring and
pouting.
Never have-always had curiosity
INT the wounded expression Of the girl
stopped me, and in another moment the
Ugly Man was before me.
l'ruly had Mccoy said, nothing on
the breathing yearth could match him.
His face generally had tie appearance
OF recently healed blister.spot. His
prominent ewes seemed ready to drop
IRON off his face, and were almost guilt.
less OF lids. Red, red, red was tie al.
most prevailing color Of his countenance
even its eyes partook Of it. His moth
her-ruby red, looked as fit had been
very lately kicked by rough.shod mule,
after having been originally made by
gougipg hole in his face with ANAL grab!
The tout ensemble was horribly unspeak'
ably ugly!
SO you'v come 10 see the Ugly Man,
have you, Squirrel Nv heard of you be-
fore. You're the man as took the SEN
sers OF this country, last. was in Geor.
gey then. Well, you're mighty wei,
come. Old oman, fly round. get some
thin for the Squire and Dick TO eat
Lucy, amt you got no fresh eggsP
Lucy went out at his suggestion, and
her father went on: They all call me
ugly, Squire; and I am. My father be.
fore me was the ugl e man that ever lived
| in Hancock county. But III give you
my Experience after supper. Bellk'S
you've learned that I've been through the
rufs. No? w ell, when we get somethln
to eat, III tell you more about 1t; old
oman, for heavens sake, do f. around
thar!,
The old lady did fly around and Lu'
cy got the aiggs and bet"een them they
got an excellent supper.
The purity of the table cloth, the excel
ence oil the coffee, and the freshness oi
the eggs. moi to mention Lucy's good
looks, we're more than a set off against
the ugliness of Billy; so that Dick and |
continued 10 eat quite heartily, to The eVi'
dent qualification OF our hosptabIe though
ugly entertainer.
Supper over, old Bill drew out his
large Soap-stone pipe, and filling 1t and
lighted it, he placed it in his mouth. Al.
ter a Whit or too he began:
It's no use argyfyn' the matter-l am
the ugliest man now on top OF Dirt
Thar's marry nuther like me! I'm COW
ard by myself | alters was. The lust
knowed oft, though. was when | was
bout ten years old. went down 10 the
spring branch one mornin' TO wash my
lace, and as looked in the water | Seen
the shadow of my face! That's the last
time I've seen my counienance-l dar.
sen'ttut shut nv ewes when / 90 about
water
Don't you use glass when you shave?
| Inqu red.
'Gtass Thunder! What glass could
stand 1t would burst fiji were an inch
thick. Glassl-pish!'
Lucy told her father he was too bad,
and that he knew it was no Such thing
snd the old man told her that she was
sassy wench,' and to hold her tongue
Yes, he continued, it's SO; haven't
seen my face in forty years. but know
how it looks. Well when l growed up
| thot il would be hard to find woman
that'd be willing to take me, ugly as l
was
oh you was not uncommon hard Ia
vored when you was q young man. SAID
old Mrs. Wallis.
'Oncommon! I tell you when ] was
ten years old, fly wouldn't light on my
face--and it can't be much wuss now!
Shet up and let me tell the Squire my tx
perience.'