Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-08-15

YANKEE CoURTsHIp.-Does any on you
know Deb Saucepan? Sheuld't wonder, for
she's dreadful nice critter. Daddy used to
make great fuss bout my stickin' to hum
clus, and said might as well be out courtin'
Deb as to be squattin' round the fire doin moth
ing Well, telled him it warn't no kind Of
use; but the old man wouldn't hear nothin'
again his own opinion; so had to go, just to
please the old man. Deb used to go to the
old white church, you know, up uncle Jarvis
lane, near the blacksmiths' shop, right by the
orchard.
Well went off, dressed tarnation slick; 1
kind o. guess rubbed to the matter of about
two pounds of taller candles in my head, just
to make it curl; but 'twarn't no use. it stuck
out Just like hogs bristles. But somehow or
other got myself in pretty slick order; had
on my new hat and coat l won at the rattle,
and off bolted to the church, with my hands
in nv pockets, whstlin' ssHail Columbia;"
felt as brave as Bonypart at Waterloo, and the
fust thing see was Deb steppin' off her horse,
and up l runs to speak to her, when 'long
comes that 'tarnal Joe Turnea, dressed all-fired
nice, looked as if he'd been put up in a band
box and walked her right off, fore | could say
e.how'd due, Deb2''
III didn't look nation sheepish then faint
no matter; 1 blushed just as blue indigo
bag. esNever nlind,'' says I, meetin,'' will
bust up some time or other, and Deb will have
to go hum.'' So / went up to the house to
wait for her, and pretty soon long she come;
by gosh she did look screamin' nice.
1 felt so flusterfied didn't know what on
earth to say to her; at last got out ':DebF'
and says I, ssdon't my face look all over goose
pimples ?'' and blame my buttons if Deb and
that 'tarnal Joe Turner didn't snort right out.
ANYHOW, we all went in, and Deb handed me
a chair; but I never look ed where was settin,'
and down l went ker woliop. right on Deb's
new bonnet and fix ups; oyerset the cheer, and
sprawled right on the floor, and split my new
coat down the back, wide open.
But Deb pinned it up, and that gave me a
kind of infection for her, and | staid to tea;
but was so confiustrated, split my tea all
over Joe's pants, and he called me darned
hog. never said word the whole durn
time; Deb had to do all the talkin', and l an
swered yes and no. Says she to me, ''Jona-
than, did you ever hear a serenade ~ 'sNo,"
says L, ssMiss Debby, 1 never heard of Sarah
Made; but I've hearn Of Sal Edwards,' and
Joe. the fool, snorted at that, too. But Deb
said she did'n mean Sarah Made, it was what
the town chaps call the music when they go
out to play at nights; and then she looked
kind of slantandicular at Joe, and Pam pretty
sartin' he give her buss. But see that Deb
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to back out; and says Deb to me, ssI s'pose
YOU'RE goin' to see Moll Michael.'' Says |,
ssDeb. l guess got little more taste than to
run arter sich cattle as that" And then she
looked at me quite smart, and that tickled me
all but to death, and riz up to make bow
but somehow or other catched my feet to
gether, and sprawled right again her, anG
upset her right into Joe's lap. She got VI
darned mad. tell you, and says she, ssI'H be
confound it, that's to badf' But had to snor
right out, for never know'd afore that Del
wore false hair, and when she fell, her heart
catchers come off, and she looked jest like
screech owl; and says 1, ssDeb, never mind, W.
are goin' to shear our old black sheep mex
Sunday, and I'll send you wool enough t.
make a wig on.' That riz Deb's Ebenzer, an,
she made one poke at me with shovel, bu
it warn't no use, was on the road to hum
And told dad, and dad laughed; see dad al
ways laughs whenever any thing tickles him
and 'twixt you and me, that's the last time
ever went to see Deb Saucepan.
ssTAKE HEED HOW YE HEAR.''-Many Chris
tians are like sieves; put sieve into tn
water, and it is full ; but take it forth of tn
water, and all runs out; SO, while they ar
hearing sermon, they remember something
but take the siere oot of the water-as soon a
they are gone out of the church-all is forgot
ten. g. Let these sayings (saith CHRISTI sinl
down into your ears.' In the original it is
"Put these sayings into your ears" as MAJ
that would hide jewel from being stolen
locks it up safe in his chest. Let them sink
the word must not only fall as the dew thai
vets the leaf, but as the rain which soaks te
the root of the tree, and makes it fructify. Oh
how often doth Satan, that fowl of the ali
pick up the good seed that is sownl
ExpLosIvE.-"Don't talk to me about your
gun cotten," said gentleman, the other day
ssI'll put my wife against any invention in the
world for blowing things up; if the Allies
could get her to sit down opposite Sebastopol,
the Russians would leave instanter, be
blown sky high.