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

Her cheeks and eyes glowed with a
.ervent feeling as she said this; and the
I'D sailor, turning round, surveyed her
With a grin of honest admiration.
4 well said, gal! but you're out o your
reckonin' lyon think woman ant nothin'
in war timeaI tell ger, them is the craft
is sails afore the wind and does the
iignallin' to all the feet. When gals is
.ull-rigged an'tonguey, they're reg'lar
gangs to twist young ftllers round
an make'em sail under the right colors.
stick tothe'ship, Miss Sally; give heaye
at the windiass now'n and then, an
don't let nary one o them fellers thai
comes a buzzin round you the hull time
turn his back on Yankee Doodle; an You
won't never banker to be man, eff It's
waf<tiIner 1858 sssa
Sally's eyes burnt bluer than before.
THANK you kindly, Mister Snaps -
I'm obleeged TO yon for putting the good
hoaght into my head. IfI don't pes
ter George Tucker! the plaguy Tory!)
This parenthesis was mental, and Sal
ly went off to bed with busy brain; but
the sleep of youth and health quoted it;
and if she dreamed of George Tucker in
regimentals, am afraid they were fla.
grant militia scarlet the buff and blue
were not distinctive vet. However, fol
he next week Sally heard enough revo
lutionary doctrine to revive her Sunday
night enthusiasm; the name of success
fnl rebellion had spread; the country be
gan to stir and hum ominously; people
assembled in groups, on corners, by
church steps, around tavern-doos s, with
faces full of portent and expectancy
plows stood idly in the fields; and III,
raw boned horses, that should of right
have dragged the reluctantshare through
heavy clay and Astounding stones, now
bes;riiden by breathless couriers, scour
cd the country hither and YOU, with
news, messages, and orders from those
who had taken the right to order ont O.
the hands of sleek and positive officials
Nor were Westbury people the last
to wake up in general reveille Every
body in the pretty, tranquil village, tran
quill now no more, declared themSelve:
openly on one side or the other; Peter
Tucker and his son George for the king
Of course; and this open avowal caused
sufficiently pungent scene in Miss Sal
ly Parsons keeping room the very next
Sunday night, when the aforesaid Geo
in company with several of his peers
visited the farmhouse for the laudabl,
purpose of 'sparkin' Miss Sally. 3D. q
There were three other youths there
besides George; all stout for the Contin
entail side of the question, and full o
eager but restrained zeal; ready to take
up arms ut moments notice; equally
ready to wait for the ripened times.
or such men were those armies mad,
upthat endured " it'll woman's patience
and fought with mans fury, RICH ing
great wrong as much by moral as b,
physical strength, and going to death
which pitiless and inevitable, stared then
i'll the face. G
Long Snaps had been, in his owl
phrase, weather bound at Westbury
and was there still, safe in the chime,
corner, his shrewd face puckered will
thought and care, his steady old hear
full of resolute bravery, and longing fol
the time to come-steel and flint read,
to strike fire on the slightest collision
On the other side of the hearth from
Snaps sat Zeekle in his butternut-col
ored Sunday suit; the four young mer
ranged in grim row of high-backet
wooden chairs; Sally, blooming as tn,
roses on her chintz gown, occupying one
end of the settle, while Aunt Poll filled
the rest Of that institution wi h her am
pie quilted petlicoat and paduasoy CLOAK
trying hard to keep her hands still, il
their uuaccuStomed idleness,-nay if j,
must be told, s,lrreptitiously keeping
up a knitting with the fingers, in lieu o.
the accustomed needles AMI lrn
An awful silence reigned after the PIE
limiary bows and scrapes had been
achieved-tirst broken by George Tuck
cr, who drew from under his chair 4
small basket of red-cheeked apples and
handed Them TO Aunt Poll.
'Well, now, George Tucker exclaimed
the benign speaker: you dew beat all rol
sass out of season Keep 'em down sullal
| expect
'Tes'm, our sullar's very drv.'
well, it he'd oughter What kind BIZ
they p
English pippins, ma'am.'
Dew tell !. BE you a-goin to hev one
Sally?'
No, Aunt Poll; l don't want an thin
English round y
The three young men rrinned and
chuckled. George Tucker turned red
'Hooray fer you, Sally' sung ont old
Snaps. You're thrGe-decker. if ever
there was 'un.'
Again George REDEEMED, filsetted on
his chair, and at last said, in a disturbed
but quite distinct voice
4 think the apples are good, Miss Sal
ly, if the name does not suit YOU
The names too bad to be good, sir,
retorted Sally with decided sniff and
toss of the head
Old Zekle gave low laugh and in
terlered: You see, George Tucker
these here times is Gurus 1t wakes III
The wimmen folks to hev no tea, nor nl
prospects OF peace an quiet, SOS make
butter an set hens
oh, fathern burst out Sally. do Won
think that is all that ails women?
wouldn't care If eat samp forever, and
had nothing but saxafrax tea: but can't
stand by cool, and see men driven like
dumb beasts by another man. If he has
got a crown. and never be let speak foi
themselves"
Sally's logic was rather confused, but
George got at the idea as fast as nee
essary.
III twas common man. Miss Sally
but kings set up on high by the
Lord, and We ought to obey what he sets
over Us.
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