Muscatine weekly journal. [volume] (Muscatine, Iowa) 185?-1890, 1858-05-15

night, and I stayed away from home
because was too bashful to face the
music. I hung around whistling "Old
Dan Tucker" dancing to keep my feet
warm, watching the heads bobbing up
and down behind the window curtains,
and wishing the laundering party would
break up so I could git to my ROOM
smoked up bunch of cigars, and as
it was getting late and mighty uncom-
Portable, concluded to shin up the
door post. No sooner said than done,
and soon found myself snug in bed.
Now says I, let her rip! Dance
till your wind gives out..'' and scud-
ding under the quilts, Morpheus grab
bed me. was dreaming of soft-shel
crabs and stewed tripe, and was having
. good time, when somebody Knocked
at the door and woke me up. RAP"
again. I laid low. crap, rap, rap:'
Then heard whispering, and l knew
there was whole raft Of girls outside
Rap, rap
Then Lib sings out, "Jack, art
you in there 20
eyes," says I.
Then came roar Of laughter.
"Let us in" says she.
81 won't" says I, " can't you let
fellow alone? 20
care you a-bed?" says she.
81 am" said I.
"Get up" says she.
81 WON'T" says I.
Then came another laugh. By thun-
der! I began to get riled. "Get out
you petticoated scarecrows - l cried
]" can't you get beau without hauling
fellow out of bed? I won't 60 home
with you'll won't-so you may clear
out" and throwing boot at the door,
Ifelt better. But presently-oh! NOR
tai buttons II heard a still small
voice very much like sister Lbs, which
said:.
"Jack, you'll have to get up, for all
the girls things are in there 20
Oh, Lord, what a pickle. Think of
me in bed, all covered with shawls,
muffs, bonnets and cloaks, and twenty
girls outside waiting to get in! If l
had stopped to think, I should have
tainted on the spot. AS it was, [ roll
ed out among the bonnet wire and rib
, bous in hurry. Smash went the mil
l.nery in every direction. I had to
dress in the dark-for there was a
crack in the door, and the girls will
peep-and the way 1 fumbled about
was death on straw hats. Icpencl the
door, and found myself right among
the women.
"Oh, my Leghorn !" cries one.
"My dear, darling, winter velvet! -
cries another, and they pitched in
they pulled me this way and that, box
cd my ears, and one bright eyed little
piece-Sal -, her name was
put her arms right around my neck,
and kissed me right on my lips. HUI
man nature couldn't stand that, and I
gave her as good as she sent. 1t was
the first time I ever got taste, and, it
was powerful good. l believe I could
have kissed that gal from julius Ca-
sar to fourth Of July.
"Jack," said she, "we are sorry to
disturb you, but won't you see me
home!''
eyes" said I, 81 will" 1 did do
il, and had another smack at the gate,
too. After that, we took a kinder tur-
tie doving after each other, both of us
signing like barrel Of new cider when
We were away from each other.
: Twas at the close Of a glorious sum-
mcr day-the sun was sitting behind
distant hog pen--the chickens were go.
ing to roost-the bull frogs were COM
mencing their evening songs-the pol
lgwogs in their native mud puddles,
were preparing themselves for the
shades Of highland Sal and myself
sat upon an a,tiquated back log list
ening to the music Of nature, such as
tree toads, roosters, and granting pigs,
and now and then the mellow music Of
q distant donkey was waited to our
ears by the gentle zephyrs that sighed
among the mullen stalks, and came
heavy laden with the delicious odor Of
the hen roosts and pig styes. The last
lingering rays of the setting sun, CLAN
cling from the brass buttons Of soli-
tary horseman, shone through knot
hole in the hog pen full in Sal's face,
dying her hair an orange peel hue, and
showing off my thread bare coat to bad
advantageous of my arms was around
Ssl's. waist, my hand resting on the
small Of her back-she was toying with
my auburn locks of jet black hue-she
was almost gone, and I was ditto. She
looked like grass-hopper dying with
the hiccups, and I felt like mud tur-
tie choked with a Goldfish ball.
|" Sal" says I, in voice musical as
the notes Of dying swan, "will you
have me?''
She turned her eyes heavenward,
me by the hand, had an attack
@ tho heaves and blind staggers, and
Nth sigh that drew her shoe strings
tolher palate, said, "Yesv'
= She gave clear out then and squatted
in|my lap. Well, to make a long sto-
81 short, she set the day, and we prac-
~ for four weeks, every night, how
I'D Nslk into the room to get mar
NO got SO we could walk as
nIeouple Of Muscovie ducks. |
company, and the min
~ signal was given, and
~ uaEched through the
~ ~ were just entering