The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1859-03-31
A Courting Adventure.
BY PETER sPoRUM, ESQ.

scrape, me and Sal got along only mid
lin well, for sum time, till l made up my
mind to fetch things to he'd, for luv-
ed her harder and harder every day, and
| had idea that she had sorter sneak
in kindness fur me, but how tew doc
the thing right up pestered me orful. l
got some luv book an red how the fellers
got down on their marrer bones and
talked like fools, and how the gals would
gently fall into the feller's arms, but
somehow or other that way didn't suit
my notion axed mann how dad corted
her, but she said it had bin so long that
she'd forgot all about il (Uncle 10 alters
sed nam don all the corten.) At last |
made up my mind tu go it blind, for this
thing was fairly consumin' my vitals, SO
| goes oner to her daddy's, and when |
got thar, set like-like fool thinkin
how tu begin. Sal sed suthin was trub-
lin Nv me, an sez:
Ses she, amt you sick, Peter ?"
She sed this nifty soft like.
"Yes-no" sed 1, :" that isl aint
adzackly we'll l thort I'd cum over to-
mite, sez u
"That's pretty beginnin' any how" 7"
thinks l, so l tried it agin-
"Sal," sez l. and by this time felt
nifty Uneasy like.
What" sez Sal.
"Sal,' seq |, agin.
"What ?" sez she.
"Pll get tu it arter a WHILE" thinks L.
Peter" says she, thar's sumthin
troublin you powerful l no It's rong
for you tu keep it from body, for an in
nard sorrer is consumin fire.
She sed this, she did, the deer sly
creetur she noed what was the matter
all the time. and was jist tryin to fish it
out, but l was SO fur gone l didn't see
the pipt. AT last sorter gulped down
the lump as was risin in my throte an
!. ses-
Ses l, Sal, do you luv anybody ?"
"Well, ses she, lhars dad-an mann
AN "a countin Nv her fingers all the
time, with her eyes sorter shet, like a
feller shootin Nv gun) an thars-old
Pride, (that wur an old COW of hurn, an
can't think of emmy body else jis now,
ses she.
Now this wur orful for feler ded in
luv; arter a while l tries another shute
Ses l, Sal, I'm powerful lonesome at
hum, an sumtimes think eff l only had a
nice putty wife to luv and talk to, and
hev my bein with, would be tremen-
jus feller.'
With that she begins and names over
all the gals in five miles NV there, and
never wanst cum nigh namin NV her
self and sed orter get one NV EN-. This
sorter got my dander up, so l hitched
my cheer up close to hern an shet my
Use, and sed-
"Sal, yu are the very gal I've been q
hankorn arter fur a long time, luy
you, and | don't keer who nose it an e
you say SO, we'll be jined together in the
holy bons of matrimony, e pluribu.
unum," sez and l felt SO releved.-
With that she fetched a sorter screen
and arter while, ses-
+" Peter
WLo, cn. e',r -
Yes" sez she, hidin NV her putt,
face behind her hans. You may depend
on it, felt good.
GLORY !'' sez 1. 81 must holler Sal
Hoorar fur Hooray-I kin jump over :
ten rail fens; ken do eny and every
thing that emmy uther feller ever could
would. should or orter TO do"
With that sorter sloshed myself dowr
bi her, and seeled the bargin with kiss
an such kiss-talk about yer shugar
talk about yer merlasses, talk about Vel
blackberry jam, they would tasted sour
!. arter that.
Oh these women how good and how
bad, how hi and how 10, they kin make
a feller feel. Ell SAILS daddy hadn't
hoilered out it wur time for all onest folks
to bo in bed, l do believe I'd staid thar
all mite. You orter seed me when GO
home. | reared, lated and hollered,
erode like rooster, | dansed about anc
cut up more capers than you ever herr
tell on, till dad thort wur Grassy and 90
a rope to tie me with.
Dad" sez l, +" I'm gwine to git mar
ried."
Married !" bawled dad.
! Married !" squalled nam.