The Mountaineer. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1859-1861, 1859-08-27
AUNT MAQWIRE'S "A CCOuNT OF
THE MISSION TO MUFFLETE
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I've ben very lonesome lately. JEFF
Persons gone Of to attend lecters, and
] sha'n't see nothin' of him in several
months; but one thing comforts me:
when lie comes back, [ guess it'll be-
for good. He's about made up his \
mind to settle down here, and every
body thinks he'll do we'll here a-docter-
I'M There amt but one person that's
advised him to leave Scrabble Hill, and
that's Samson Savage. He met JEFF
one day when he was home last, and
Inc says to him, ID his patronizin' way,
swell, young man, they say you've
nearly finished your studies. Where
do you calcilate TO locate?'
ssI'ye about concluded to stick out
Single here, says JEFF.
What! says Mr.. Savage, says he:
you surprise mel Why, you'd be i
born fool to do that born fool, take
my word for ID! ~ 4
e Well 2'' says JEFF Don't you
think I'll succeed here?'
As to that matter, says Mr.. Saw
age, 81 'spose you'll do we'll enough here
Ein pint Of practice, but you'll always
be called jeff to your dyin' day, If you
stay here.
That Is ruther aggravatin' says
JEFF, tbut I guess I must grin and bear
il, and depend on posterity to do me
justice. 5.. bib
Hang posterityv says Mr.. Savage;
now the present time.
IN very glad JEFF don't take q notion.
to go clear OFF to Californy, Or some
other place away out Of the land Of.
| the livin'; twould nigh about kill me IL
E3he should. The fact is, he'd ruther be.
with his Father and 1n0tilef tnaH any
where else, and he's q gcnniwine COM
fort to US. Most folks think he'll get.
! q good run Of practice here after Il
spell. DR.. Pratt's gittin' old, and DIR.
Tinkom amt much anyhow; SO jeff
stands q good chance to git along,
1 I'm sorry for one thing; the Fustieks
are put out with him. He's got way
Of blurtin' out, you know, a good deal
like his father; he don't mean notlin'
lby il, but he made the Fusticks mad.
1 / hope he'll do his best to mend the
matter when he comes back, for / can't
bear that anybody should feel hard to-
wards my son; I'd rnther they'd be mad
at me. Twas o little while before
Ann Eliza was married the last time
Il JEFF was home. What didn't you
know Ann Eliza'd popped OFF Well,
/ she has; she's married missionary,
and gone away off to convart the hea-
then in the Island OF Mufiieteg awny.
don't know as that's exactly the name,
but it's as nigh as / can come to it,
anyhow. Ain'tit singular that such a
highly tightly, firth thing should ketch
d missionary? She amt much like
. Mr.. Parsons wife, she. twas Urainy
Slammerkin, old Slammerkin's daugh-
Ter. i know'd her; she was raised ii
J. WiggletoMn, where / was brought up
She was quite a religious, sober mind.
led young woman. Married Reuben
Parsons, from Tuckertown, good sor
Eof a eritter, but ruther soft. They
went on q mission to the-the what-do.
ye-call- 'ems. never can renembel
names. Their letters used to be pub
lishei in the Gospel Trumpet sTwal
ian awful hot country whore they went
and the people was dreadful sayagcs--
didn't wear no clothin'. Some of ZEN
went to Mr.. Parsons meetin's, thougl
they couldn't understand a word h
said. Web, the Wiggletown an
Tuckertown ladies read the accounts i
the Gospel Trumpet, and they wa
! wonderfully scandaIized to think til
3 poor critters hadn' nothin' to wear /
a meetin' SO they dubbed together, an
,e made up great box Of clothin', an
d sent over to EN- all sorts of things, eve
IS SO many frocks, and petticoats, an
y hoods, and pantaloons, and so fortl
% The Parsonses distributed 'em, an
9 made the sayages understand they wa
J to wear 'em TO meetin'. So the ne,
\ time Mr.. Parsons preached, in com
7. the barbarians rugged out in high snui
a Themen was swelterin' under the hoodl
Is with the sweat all streamin' down the
ss faces, and the wimmin had the panta
looms round their necks, as il they
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