Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-03-23
alentlne Eve.
BY MRS. I RANGES D. q AGE.

h We were as merry a Set that High
at Union Hall as ever plAye,l'i'los
my glove yeste rday, round the big
fireplace of cabin way out west
/ We had all come together to spent
Valentines Eye, in merry making
lat Squire White e's,who had just movet
+ont Of the ole log into the new brick
and made a 'hopse warming as they
used to call the first party in "a new
fonse. 1t was just twenty years
ago, q warm, genial February, and
the sugar trees lad been tapped, and
2 nice run Of sap had filled all the
buckets, tubs and troughs. And
Marm who had as kind heart as
! ever beat under 4 home made gown,
set the big kettle of rich syrup be-
fore the fire, and said we should 'su-
gar off. We had all got circled
round the big fireplace. each with a
saucer or wooden trenGher, and a
spoon or a paddle in hand, ready for
an onslaught, as Soon as5Aunt Polly
should say Fall to and help your
selves, when in came Uncle Sam
from the field; bis rosy, happy face
radiant with ninth and glee, and his
heart beating as genial and warm as
the great fire il his chimney, that
sent its glow over every brow in the
room.
oh, Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam now
for that long promised story now
for popping the question, cried a half
dozen voices at once.
DO, father White, said Lawyer C,
who had somehow got ONT into the
country TO spend Valentine Let
US have the story by all means. l
haye been on the point Of popping.
the question these five years, but did.
not know How; and if you will give.
Us your experience, ! may find in it
the ways and mea ans of escaping fr ON
single blessedness.
%, do; come now, Uncle Sam
cried pretty blhck eyed rogue of
sixteen, as she sent a stolen glance
over the shoulder Of the sturdy Miss
Ellen, the belle of the village, who
stood patting her spoon in the bottom
Of her saucer, as il unconscious of
the deep meaning Of the lawyer's
last words.
.weIl, we'll bios my stars, boys
md girls, don't all talk ht once. T.
Marm, is your sugi lr most done? Sit
l0wn, or sta nd up4 don't care WHICH
but keep still for Bnee in your lives,
ten minutes, and Ill tdll you Hll
about it..
.ohl Uncle SAM, I'm s } glad
won't speak a wol8l. |
Here Ned Wilsdn, take Jenny Lee /
under your CARP; sit down by her side /
yonder on the set tee, and see that
she don't trouble lhe again. If she /
does, seal up her lips, Ned-you |
know how and Uncle Sam took the
Iuid from his ch4ek, threw it into |
Gre, and began; n
Thirty years a5s, Tonight 4
Laws a me, Mr.. White, what's the
be telling the youngsters
my Of. your yarns, said Aunt Polly,I
IS she lifted up a ladlefull Of syrnp,E
md let it run out slowly into the ket-
.le again, to seeif il was getting ropy.
Never mind, never mind, wife
you tAl the lasses. Jus thirty |
years ago, fnpde up my mind I'd
% to Squire Porterls and pop-the
question to PolIy# i had been try
ng six months to get at it, but my
leart would take TO humping, ana
gue would cling to the roof of
ny mouth, and there was the end OIL
&. All nonsense, boys, all nonsense,
he girls are all willing enough.
'0h, Uncle Sam, how dare youY /
Ned Wilson, what did | tell you
0 do?'
There was report, like : no mat
err the cherry lips we're scaled.
/ had failed, as | said, as often as
nee n week. for at least six months,
nd now | was determined to get
brough somehow. So ] got sister,
Ruth to cut me a valentine -(she
new how, | tell ye)+all hearts and I
arts, and true love knots, with YER
es all around in among EN-, such as
The ring Is round that hath no end, p
So is MY love for yous my friend
And