Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-02-04

There. don't everythin' come inst
square about seem things interposedI
Long Snaps; folks he'd better steer by
facts sometimes, than by yarns. It's
jest like v'yagin'; yew do'no' sometimes
what's to pay with the compass; it will
90 all points TO once. mebbe somebody's
got a hatchet near by, or some iabber's
thiowed a chain down by the pinnacle,
or some darn'd things got inside ont,
or it's shipped sea an got rusted; but
there's alters the Dipper an the North
Star; they're alters true TO their bearin'si
an you can't go to Davy Jones's locker
for want of a light so long as they're
ahead. calk'late it's just so about the
king talk; orders is very well when they
/ ant agIn common sense and the rights
o. nasur; but you see, George Tucker,
folks will go 'cordin tonatur an reasons,
eft there's forty parlaments an kings in
tow. Natur's jes' like northwest squall;
You can't do nothin' but tack against
it; an 10 men is goin'. to stan still an
see the wind taken out o their sails, an 2
| their liberty flung to- sharks, without
one mutiny to,know wlyn n3iH lsa
mol bust out Sally, who hal stopped
| flirting, and been listening with soul and
body to Long; and no man, that is a
man, will go against the right the truth
Just because the wrongi is the stroages,. ;
This little feminine insult was too
much for George Tucker, particularly
las he had not the least idea how its
utterance burned Sally's lips. and made
her heart ache. He got up from his
chair with a very bitter look onhis hand
some face. s,a ara.sn or Fsassogrl
Il see,' said he, quite coldly, Il am
likely to be scarce welcome here. be-
lieve the king is my master, made so by
the Lord, and think it is my honest
duty to obey him. 1t hurts me to part
otherwise than kind with friends; but
wish you n good night, and better
Judgment ~ as a4e-'1s.s. est<aH gs
| There was something so manly in
EGeorge's speech, that, but for its final
fling and personality, every man in the
room would have crowded round him
t. shake hands; but what man ever coolly
heard his Judgment impeached?
Sally swallowed great round sob;
but being, like all women, an actress III
her way, bowed as calmly to NJ. Geo.
as if, he only said alieu, after an ordi-
mary call. 81 r.-E * v,is s... a;
Aunt Poll snuf1ed, and followed Geo.
10 the docs; Uncle Zekle drew himself
up straight and looked after him, his
clear blue eyes sparkling with two rays
I-one of honest patriotic wrath, one OF
affection and regret for George, while
Long, from the corner, eyed all with a
serpent's wisdom in his gaze, oracularly
ut,ering, as the door shut If
'Well' that are fellow is good grit!'
'All the woese for u.s. growled Elias
Sparks, the big gest of the three, sur
piising Sally into a little hysterical
laugh, and surprised himself still more
at this unexpected sequence to his re-
mark. 5000
'Pooty bad. George is n clever fellow,
calculated Zekle. 'IIe hadn't got the
fright ont, but think he'll come round
by'n by
Il do'no,' said Long, media lively; 'he's
lpooty stiff, that ere teller. He's >ot on
duty, see; an that means suthin'when
it. Wimmin folks now don't sail on that
track. When a gal sets to talkin' about
her dooty, it's alters su him she wants
to do and han't got no grand excuse
fort. Ye never see woman t didn't
get married for dooty yet; there amt
nary one on 'em darst to say they want
ed ter ''
'Oh, Mister Long exclaimed Sally.
Wei, Sally, its nigh about so; you
hant lived hundred year. Some o
these days you'll get to know yer dooty.
Sally turned red, and the three young
men staggered Forgive the word gen
tleand tairreaders. itmeans what Imcan,
and no other word will express it: let us
be graphic and die!
Just then the meeting house bell rang
for nine o'clock; and every man 70; up
f ON his seat, like son of Anak, bow
ed, scraped, cleared his throat 10 say
Goodnight, did say something like it.,
and left.
well, Sally, 1 swear, you're good
ut Signallin',' broke out Long, rs soon
rs the youths were fairly ont of sight
and sound; you lIev done it for George
! Tucker
Sally gave no answer, but brand
from the backlog fell, blazed up in shaft
of rosy flame, and showed suspicious
glitter on the ri Is round, wholesome
check Aunt Poll had gone TO bed;
Zekle was going the nightly rounds of
his barns, to see the stock; Long Snaps
was aware of opportunity, the secret of
success.
sally said he, is that fellow spark
i'm your
Sally laughed little, something, per
haps the blaze, Redeemed her face
Il don know said the pretty hypo-
critic, demurely.
'Hm: well, | do answered Long;
anil you amt never goin' to take up
with Tory? don't think it's yer dooty
hey?'
NO indeedr flashed Sally. DO you
think I'd marry n Britisler? I'd run
away ana live Will, the Indians first
Poorly good. pooty good, you're cal
k'lat'ng to make George into rebel,
'xpect?'
Long was looking into the fire when
/ he said tins: he did not see Sa.ly'S look
o rage and amazeineDt at this unpleas-
ant penetration.
I'm sure, | don. care what George
Tucker thinks said she, with 4 toss of
her curly head.
'Hm!' uttered Long, meditatively,
'lucky!' | Expect he carries too many
guns to be steered by a woman; It's a
a kinder pitv you amt man, Sally;
mebbe you'd argufs him round then:
it's plain rs the Gulf vou cant crook
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