Squatter sovereign., 1856-06-24
9flistellantous.
BECKY WILSON C0URTsHIP.

ses the gals.
Becky hadn't been married morn
month and hadn't got over her bashfulncss
yet.
Bout what2" ses she.
"Why bout your courtships" ses fhe
gals.
"Shaw," ses she, ttrnins away her head !,
and blushin' dreadful; 'you better tell your
own courtship yourselves, reckon
"Yes. bet none of us ever had any beaax
Becky, and you's married woman
Come now do tell us all about il. do
love to hear about courtin' so much,'' ses
Betsy Bowers.
-"Oh. yes, Becky, do tell us"
well ses Becky, after good deal of
blushing and twisting about, ''I'll tell You
all how it was, If thatll satisfy YOU
"Well, now," ses the gals, all getting
round her SO they could hear good.
Well ses Becky, putting an empha-
sis on bout every other word, John, he
cum to over house to see me-" she ses,
turning away her head and kind o lookin'
down sideways under her arm. "Fool! he
better go to see' his self reckon. tGra-
cious knows, didn't care nothin' bout
him"
We'll, ses the gals.
"WelI, then, he said lie loved me- Fool.
better love hi. self, reckon"
ooh, that's SO funny" ses the galls-s'go
on
SHAW ses Becky. II won't tell nc
more {
"Oh yes do-do, Beckys" says all o.
EN-.
"Well, then. John, he ax'd me, if
would not have him. Hem, fool! better
have his self, reckon
Then, what did you say2"
Hem! never said nothing. Graciou.
knows he wasn't gwine to get nothin' on
of me-"
"Oh, oha" ses all the gaifs-"do go Oh
Becky"
"Then, John, he ax'd mother if he
rnought not have me. Fool. better have
himself, reckon"
"Well," ses the gals.
"Well," mother, she got kind o'nostri.
Gated, and sed yes. Fool! she better mind
her own business. reckon"
''And then what9'
Then John he ax'd daddy, if he
moughtn't have me; and daddy, got KIM
o 'aostrica,ed, too, and sed yes too
That's the sort of daddys." said the
gals. rubin their hands.
"Then nanny. she went to town, ant
cot white froelk for me and white glove;
to put on my hands for me to be married
10 John. Hem, fool, she better be married
TO him herself, reckon"
"Well," ses the galls-"go on Becky
"Shaw, no I ain: gwine to tel you NJ
more about it, so / aint.''
"Oh, yes, Becky, do GO onl Oh, d.
tell us all about the wedding, Becky?-
that's a good souls"
"Oh, hush, gals, bout such nonsense.
"Oh, do, now-ihat's good soul.
"Well bimeby, the preacher-man, h
cum to over house, and, a whole heap Q
people, 10. marry me. Fools. they grea
deal better staid at home, reckon. Gra
cious knows, didn't want 10 see EN-"
"Never mind, Becky-go on"
"Well then John, he cum to take me u
to the preacher-man. for to be married
Fool never. never did feel SO mad
and .hen-Qh, shaw, gals, can'ttell an
more"
"oh, yes, go on, Becky
''Well, then, the preacher-man, he ak
me, il | would have Jehn TO be my Lawful
husband. Hem, fool! he,ter have him
his self, reckon. And !,en-shaw, gall
| won't tell any more"
| ''Oh; do, Becky. Now. your jes. comir
TO the interistin' part. Oh. do tell US tn
rest, Beckys'
well, never sed nothing. and tn
! preaehcr-man, he said must have John /
be my husband, when he was sick, whe
he was well, and when he was better G
worser, and rich and poor. and love him
and stick te him aud mind him, and Lor
only knows what a heap of things; an
then he sed, people what he put it togeths
was agin the law for any body to tax
apart; and so was married, hard an
fast, the. fust thing know'd, to John. "
"Well, what then Becky?" ses th
gals, gettn' more and more interested a
the time.
"Why. then, the preacher-man. he wei