The Rutland County herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1852-1855, 1853-02-19
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Well, here be Wake snakes,
the days breaking Now, Use Sc,
my eyes on good many strange things
in my day, bu, this goItin' married bus
mess beats everything ever did see.
IL goes ahead Of chceses TO make n
grindstun. When had husband
devil's whiskers--if he only said beans
to me, ] made him jump round like a
stump-iail COW in fly time
But there's Mrs Fletcher, she's three
parts natuml born fool, and l'other
par, is as soft rs billed cabbage. A
woman that don't stand up for her rights
Is disgrace 10 my sex. How any man
should ever want TO marry such mo-
lasscs-candy crilter MS she is, is one of
the secrets OF human natur. And ms
10 Observation-Disclosures never stood in
her shoes, for she looks as il she'd break
in two if she tried TO liit a pot of pota-
toes. suppose her fingers were made
to play the panny.
Now, It's my notion, when woman
gives man her hand, it ought 10 be big
enough TO hold her heart at the same
time Such hand as mine is worth
giving, for can stop bung-hole with
my thumb, and I've done il, too.
l went into Flc,chers this morning,
and as true as | am vartuous woman,
he was 'busing on her like dog for
lending his receipt book TO Miss brown,
who is fond of reading. 'spose he
didn't care for the receipts that was in
the book, but 1t was the receipts that
wasn't there, and ought TO be, and stuck
into his crop. And Mrs Fletcher hung
down her head, and looked for all the
world like a duck in "A thunderstorm
1 just put my arms agin my sides, and
looked her man right in the eye till he
looked ms white as corps. Its always
way cyerybody's got when fix my
eyes on EN-, and the way my looks
whitewashed his brazcn face was better
than Stacked lime. There, says | to
Mrs Fletcher, says !, your husband had
ought to had me for wife. When my
man was alive, he'd no more think of
saying nothing imperdcnt TO me than
he'd take the black SOW by the tail when
she's nursing her pigs; and you must
larn to stick up to your man like new
har-brush.
never found any debility in manag-
ing these critters, for | alwas teached
EN- what's sarce for the goose H. sarce
for the gander. There's no two ways
with me. I'm all of size, siub-twisicd,
and made of horseshoe nails. I'm chock
full of grit, and rough post for anyone
10 rub their backs agin. Any gal like
me, what can take bag of meal on her
shoulder and tote it 10 mill, ought 10 be
able TO snake any man of her heit.-
Some thinks ! ought TO get married, and
two or three has tried 10 spark it with
me, but never listens TO none of their
fiattcry-though there was Blarney Bob
came hulterfying round me like tub
Of new butter-ior I've no notion Of
being trammeled up in their halters Of
hymens. likes my liberty, and wants
no haliers or brides put upon me.
Sam Mooney was shinin' up to me,
too; snd then there was Jim Sweat
bread, the butcher; but he didn't find
me half enough for bis market. II isn't
everything that sticks its legs through
broadcloth that's n goin' to carry off
gal of my spirit. My charms amt TO
be had for the bare axing.
Gettin' married is serious thing, as
] telled my old man when was VOL
lopin' him with leg of mutton, because
he took my shoe-brush 10 clean his teeth
with wherever there's nose, there's
a mouth not far off, and that proves that
na,ur has given woman her rights as
well as man. Southern and South
western Sketches.