Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1859-06-01

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OF your age, as gray as a rat tow won.
uer What THIS worlds comm too; its as.
sonishltl what fools old widdiwers will
lissy -A'i'''! NE
Mr., 9; Why, widder YOU suppose me-.
q no ide of being treated in this way af.
ler you'd been so polite to me, and made
s"cm fuss over me and the gillg
Nloow' Shet your he'd Tim Crane
nun o yersaSs to me. There's ver hat on
lhat are table, and here's the d3or--anJ
| tne sooner you put on one and march ONT
the other, the better it will be for Won :.
Itu,' ADVISE you afore you try to get mar.
rlea again to 60 out west and see if ver
wiies cold-and after yer satisfied on that
pint Jess put q little lamp-blacll on yer
halr-would add to your appearance In-
uouOtedly, and be of service tew you when
you want to flourish round among the
galS-and when you've got yer hair fixt
Jes' sPnhter the spine of your buck
"ouluen hurt year looks a mte-you'd
De eh'ireIy unresiStable if you was leetle
Mr. G. Well | never!
widow: Hold yer tongue, YOU con
sarned old coot you-I tell Won there's
your nat and the door-be off with YER
sell quick meter, or III give you hyst
with the broomstick.
Mr.. c. Gimmeni!
Widow, (rising) Git out | saw. ain'L n.
going to stand here and be insulted under
my own rutland so git along, and ifyou
darken my door agin, or say n word 10
Mellssy, ltIl be the Wuss for Won that's
all.
Mr.. &. Treemenjous! What a buster
WIDOW. Go long 90 long. You everlas~
TN ola gum. | won't hear another word.
(S,ops your ears | won't ! won't / won't.
= E,rt Nr. Crane
Enter MafS&y accompanied yNr. Canoot.
Good evenin, csppen! Well. Melissv,
hum at last, hey? Why didn't vou STAY
I'LL morning? purity business keep'n me
up so late waiiil for you-when I'm eenv
most tired to death ironin andworkin like
a slave all day; ought to ben bed an
hour ago. Thought you left me with agree
able company, hey shouldlike TO know
what arthly reason you had to s'pose old
crane wa agreeable to me? Ialways des-
pissed the crit.er; always thought he was
turibc tool-ard now I'm convinced
on I. l'm completely disgu,ted with him,
and ! let him know it tonight. ! sin hir
piece OF my mind | guess he'll be apt to
remember for spell. rather think he
went oil with a flea in his ear. WHY cap
pen did you ever hear of such piec, OF
audacity in all yer born days? for him
lin Crane-to burst to expire TO nv
hand, the wiGder OF Deacon Bedoot! Jest
as If I'd condescend to look at him. the
old numskull, lie don't know b. from
broomsti,k; bat if he'd STAYED much lon
ger d teach him the difference guess.
Hes got his wa.kin ticket now-I hope
hr J. lemme alone in future. And where
!, hlcr! Gun hum with the Craney, hey
we'll ! guess It's the last time. And now
Me'issy Bedott, You amt to have nothin
more to do with them gals-d'ye hear
Don { be IN hurry, cappen, and dar't be
alarmed at my gettln in such passion,
about Old Cranes Prescriptions. Mebby
you think Il WAS unfeelin in me 20 use
him so, and / don't say but what il wa
ruther but then he's 20 disagreeable tev
me, you know; tain't everybody Ia treat
IN such a way. Well, if you must 20,
good enenin Give my love TO Benner
when YOU write agin, dew call frequently.
Cappen tanoot, dew.