The Sierra citizen., 1854-05-27
Dovnieyle Sierra Couny California Saturday May g. 1854
The Model Bloomer! 44
OR, HE'S ACCOUNT OF COUNTRY PICNIC.

The Model Bloomer! 4l
OR, HEz's ACCOUNT OF COUNTRY PICNIC.
To get away from hot weather, dust and
other summer accompaniments, took a
run into the country the other day, spent
a week among the fresh clover fields, and
five or six rosy, bouncing cousins, and
altogether had an interesting time or it.
While there, l picked up story-a good
one-iust the kind for those who like fun,
and I'm going to try to tell it.
A rain storm had one day prevented
US from indulging in our usual outdoor
amusements, and we were all seated in the
parlor, endeavoring to entertain one an
other as best we could. The party was
composed Of half dozen plump, rosy cheek
ed girls-just such ones as they raise in
the country for life comforts to young
farmers-myself, and down east cousin
named Hezekiah Green.
Cousin Hez, as the girls called him,
was one of the best specimens Of 8 Green
Mountain Yankee that l ever locked at
he was "a character could tell a good
story--always ready to do so-and, told
as he told them, in his peculiar dialect,
they were always amusing.
The girls were all exhausted, talking
about this thing or that. They wanted
something to dispel the gloominess Of the
day, and so Hez was asked for story.
Come, cousin Hez, give US a funny story
now-something to make us laugh, said
little Fanny, rural beauty of sixteen.
Yes, yes, Hez, do tell US story, chimed
in the rest of the girls.
Wal, l declare to gracious girls, I've
told SO many stories lately that lm about
gin cout-you must let me Of
90 no you don't, says Fanny, in terrupt-
ing Hez.
'Wal, now Fan, swow, l don't know
but one story, and that l don't rally think
the gals would hear, 'ticularly yeou Fan,
good-naturedly replied Hez.
%, never mind offending the girls; and
you know, Hez, I wouldn't get angry at
anything said' replied teasing Fanny.
eWal, now Fan, If yeou wont get huGfy,
and the res Of the gals viii pay 'tension,
LII tell the only story l know. It's zeal
genuine one, however-it actually hap
pened.'
we all promise, and what's more if you
tell good story I'll reward you with a
kiss said Fanny by way Of induccment.
viii yeou though, Fan? Wal, by gol-
ly I'll do it-I will, said Hez.
You must know gals began Hez, that
about the time that distinguished female,
Mrs. Bloomer, made up her mind that pet
ticoats, corsets, frocks and them ere fXens,
was hurtful to the female constitution,
the gals tu hum-the place where | was
rased-concluded that they were tu; and
sich tarnal citemcnt as were kicked up
among the petticoats, was a caution to
dinity of all qualities. Lots on 'em had
rugged themselves eout in the Bloomer
neutrality-suspicious. and all-and sicl
another sight you never did see when
they paraded the streets. There was lit
tie fatty Brown, a right good little body
she got the Bloomer mani, tu, and sich a
sight as she was? Goily.a hogshead cu1
in tn. and dressed up in petticoats coaid
be no comparison to her And there was
Peggy Brooks, the shoemaker's daughter
she had the mani, tu, long with tho rest
and gracious sakes. she looked even wus
than fatty Brown. There was a goot
many gals, though, that hadn't cheel
enough to come right eout in the stree,
with pantaloons, but would dress them
selves in their rooms jest to see how th(
things would feel on fellar, as some o.
em used to say. Fan here
Hush Hez,' interrupted Fanny, blushins
a little and seeming angry. But He:
appealed to the company, and was allowed
to proceed.
Wal, now, l shan't say anything 'bou
Fanny at preseut, but'll to finish tn
story as soon as cam
The gals and fellers were getting up {
grand hare-up "a nio-picker, pic-nicker
Or
Picnic suggested one Of the girls.
Wal. picnic. They were getting vi
one of these arrangements, and q grea
time was expected. Onesof the gals wo
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