Kenosha tribune & telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1856-1859, 1858-02-04
From the Atlantic MoEihy.
LOVE AND PATRIOTISM.
SALLY PARsoNs's DUTY.

The sun that shines on eastern Mas
sachusetts, specially on buttercups and
dandelions, and proyidentially on pota
toes, looks down on no greener fields ia
these days than it saw in the spring OIL
Il775, fenced in and fenced, off by the zig
gag snake fences, of Ezekiel Parsons
farm. ns.efse.-af 1873 Esl
b About this time as almanacs saw
young orchards were misty with buds.
red naples on the highway shone in the
clear light; and q row of bright tin pans
at the shed door of the farm house ties
tilted to sturdy arm and skilliuf hand
within-arm and hand both belonging
tono less person than Miss Sally,'Z
kiel Parsons only daughter, and the
prettiest girl in Westbury; shot, stur-
dy, rosy little maid, with hair ike ripe
chestnut shell, bright blue eyes full of
mischief, and such sunny, healthy,
common sense character, one is almost
afraid to tell of it, it is SO out of date
now. a8sla8 aGe14H 8 53 - 1858
| But of what is the use to describe her?
How can impress upon moderns how
enliyening aud refreshing was her as
pect, as she spun, or secured pans, in a
linsey-woolsey petticoat and white short
gown, wearing her pretty curls in a
crop? sea aEa1 saH a1
George Tucker knew it all without
telling land so did half dozen of the
Westbury boys, who haunted the picket
fence round 'Zekiel's gardenevery moon
light night in summer, or scraped their
feet half hour tc gether on his doorstep
4 in winter evenings 19H IS aa
| Sally was a BELLE She knew it and
IlIked it, as every honest girl does; and
she would have been belle without the
aid of her fathers wide farm and pine
tree shillings-for she was fresh and
lovely, with aspice of coquetry, but a
true woman's heart beneath it all.
1t was very hard to discover whom
Sally Parsons favored among her NAM
ierous beaux. Her father seriously in
tchneG toGeorge Tucker; not because he
was rich-for Ezekiel had not arrived at
fashionable principles--but because he
was honest, kind hearted and reliable !:
| but, as yet, Sally showed no decided
preference; time and the hour were near,
but not in sight. pl# ~f- 3f
One Sunday night, early in April, af-
ter the nine o'clock bell had scattered
Sally's admirers far and wide, and old
Ezekiel sat by the chimney corner, watch
ing his sister, Aunt Poll, rake up the
rest OF the hickory log in the ashes, while
he rubbed away sturdily at his feet,
holding in one hand the blue yarn stock
mgS, wrought by no hand, a. You may
guess, but that Of Sally; the talk, that
had momentarily died away, began a.
gain, and with a glance at Long Snaps
"a lank, shrewd faced old sailor. who
to use his own speech, had east anchor
longside of an old shipmet fur spell,
bcin' bound fur his own cabin up in Lee
Inox,'-Zekiel spoke in after this wise:
Il expect, Long, you sailors hev a
dretful hard, onsartin time navigatin',
don't We p lia
! We'll, skipper, that are depen's on
folks. | don't kalk' late to hey no sort
of a hard time, eff don't get riled with
it; but these times do rifle easy
What unsettles ye, Snapps?'
well, there's squall to wind ard, skip
per;-'tain't no cat's-paw neither; good
Inoreast, eff it's flaw. And YOU land
lubbers are a-goingyto leeward, some
on yc'
You don't say. what be youa hintin'
at:'
well, there's real blow down to
Bostin, Zekle; there's no more gettin'
out o'harbor with our old sloop; she's
been an got some tarnal lawyers job
spliced to her bows, an she's laid up to
dry; but that'sa neSky small part o iudg
ment. -Bostin's- full o them Britishers,
such as scomfshkated the Susan Jane,
cos our skipper done suthin he hadn't
oughter; and tell ger the end o things
is about comm on here
Sally, in the chimney corner, heard
Long Snaps with open eyes, and, hitch
ing her wooden chair nearer, inquired
solemnly- Eae4.
What do you mean, Mister Snaps !?
Is the end of the world coming here 2
''Bless your pooty little figger-head,
Sally don't know as It's, but suthin'
nigh about as bad is comm Them
Brtishers is sot ont for to hev us under
hatcLes, or else walk the plank: and
they're darned mistook, eff they think
men is a-goin' to be steered blind, and
can't blow up the cap'en no rate. There
amt no man in Ameriky but what's got
suthin' to fight for, afore he'll gin in TO
sech tyrants; and it'll come to tightin'
yet atore long
ooh my. oh goody. the lands sake !!
yew don't mean ter say that, Long ?
wotully screechcd Aunt Poll, whosei ideas
of war were derived in great measure
/ from tattered copy of Joseplus extant
in the Parsons family; and who was at
present calculating the probable effect of
battesingram on their back buttery,
aud thinking how horrid it would be to
eat up Uncle Ezekiel in case of famine
even at, er long courses of rats and dogs.
We'll, | dew, Aunt Poll j; there'll be
some poppin' and s,ickin' done in these
parts aiore long
The Lori deliver US! and the rest
on'tn devoutly calculated Poil, whose
piety exceeded her memory; whereas
Ezekiel, pulling on the other blue stock
ing that had hung suspended in his fin
gers, while the sailor discoursed, eXhor-
ted = little himself
well, the Lord don't deliver nobody
withou' they wriggle forthemSclves pref
ty considerable wen fust. This amt
the newest news to me; I've been expec-
tin ont long spell, and I've talked
considerable with Westbury folks abou
il; and there amt nobody much, round
about here, but what'll stand ont agin
the Britishers, exceptin' Hackers folks;
they're deSp'rit for Church and King :.