Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1861-01-18


tother and there we sot and sot till it was
ever so much o'clock, nyther saying nothin to
tother At last got up and went to the
winder to see ef | couldn't find suthin to sug-
gest an idee, but didt see nothin but the
gate, a cart, heap of punkins and the moon.
Arter fatnin my nose agn the glass long
spell. turned right square round and says
The moon amt South yet, by a JugfuH,' says
l.
One would materially spose that would hev
brought Permely out, but it didn't; she never
stirred moren though she'd bin stork OF
stone or hethen idle. So thar we sot aud
sot agn.'
Ny gracious, how funny = exclaimed FL
len.
Funny, wal twas anything but funny to
me- I'd gin boot to bin in bumblebee
nest. Howsever-I felt the time he'd kim to
90 or die, and broke right out
Miss Spauldin says |,
Wal" says she.
'Permerly, says l.
'WalH
win you bev me"
No!
You won't
Good night, says |.
Good night says she.
That night slept better than I'd done for
three weeks. Id got load off my stomach.
And do you call that being near married,
uncle Daniel
why, in course do. She could hev said
yes Jest as easy as no-but I'm glad she
didn't That ere gal married Isaiah Cum
stock arterwerds, and she druv him fust to
drink and then to self-suicde | was crown
er of the Jury that sot on Isaiah, and while
we sot on the body we could hear her scoldin
in the next room like sixty So we gin in
that the suicide was iustifabe, only that he d
/ orter done it to her rather than 20 hissilf
Now, uncle. let's have the other episode.
T'other what"
1 mean your other love adventure.
20 that want much Of an adventure. You
| see | hedn't much to do with the feminine
sects for several years arter Permely mtten-
ed me, aud made up my mind that | didn't
keer a cuss for all the petticoats that ever
was spun. / was wrong though, in my call
kerlations Liddy Baker TUX that consait out
OF me. She was born and bred in our neigh
borhood-but went away when she was a
little gal to live with an Ant of hern up in
Cohoss, and never kim back till she was
growed up. And when | seen her at meetin'
the next day arter she got hum, hex eyes
looked so blew, her hair so red her mouth
was puckered up pretty, l wanted to bite
i her
Why. uncle Biteheri'
sartnly-Ib bit her in minite Saint
Mikil pear was nothing to her they don't
raise sich gals now
Here Uncls Daniel paused, and with his ell
bows on his knees, resting his comfortable
double chin in both hands-and closing his
eyes, was evidently travelling back on the
long bridge of years to contemplate the charms
that had so smitten his youthful fancy.
Well, uncle Daniel, at length said his
niece, pinching his leg to rouse him.
WAL replied the old man, wiplng his eyes
with blue cotton handkerchief, and blowing
his nose very hard indeed--'Wal. in short, d
got the lkins agin the wust kind, but hedn
forgot the time he'd when axed Permerly
Spaulding. and thought Id gin the sheep
pastor and the Rundlet wood-lot to hev got
that gall darsent go nigh her. got mel
ancholic and lost my appetite for better'n a
fortnight couldn't eat nothing but bread and
milk and sassigis, with maybe now and then a
raw turnip. tux to greasn my hair so dred-
fully that mother he'd to lock up the lard
frkin. | also hollored in my sleep, and even
tried to write poetry
Ha-ha-ha---poetry Say, uncle, did you
really court the muses.
Who in thunder are the MUSES. | new
er courted anybody but Permely and Liddy
never heern of the Muses-must hev bin a
Dracut family, by the name
o, lor uncle Daniel, how stupid you are.
only meant to ask if you really did essay to
mount Pagassus
Pig-whatH
Nv frv 70 la
verses-there, do you understand that ::
20. yes-yes, said the old man, l under
stand, now you talk English. Yes, l did try,
but don't think that he'd natrul gift for
it, Ef he'd poetry in me, twas dreadful
hard to get out seemed to stick and hang
powerfully-must hev been of a cooked hat OF
three colnered kind 'twant what they call
flowing, any way. At fust, was inspired,
know. | was asleep when was took, and
walked up with hull varse chalked out on
my brain, but twas awful cold, so / didn't
get up an write it off, as I'd orter.-Nex'
morning all l could remember was
o, Liddy ah Liddy 20. Liddy-Liddyr
There broke, and for two weeks / couldn't
find rhyme that seemed appropriate Chick
adee, bumblebee, apple-bee and sich like wa'
struck off boldly, aud fetched another line
thus -
You shall be my chieky-chicky biddy =
Beyond this | couldn't go, so gin up poe
try and tried prose, but though lspilet quir'
of paper. never could get furder'n
Miss Baker Il now take my pen in hand
and there | oilers sot like sled on bar'
ground. never could go on to tell what
took it in hand for.
Well, uncle, what did you do then DID
you finally proposeE
did an didn't. Parsonlly speaking,
didn't; by proxy, did
By proxy! How was thatH
Wal, you see, Moses Pendergrass and mt
he'd oilers bin thick as three in bed-oller
told one nuther everything--so one day arte
I'd gin up trying to write, ups and tell
Nose all about it, An says to Nose, says
Hedn't you just as lives ask her for me- say
!. He sed he he'd. So to make a long stor,
short, one bitter cold night, Nose and start
ed for the house where Liddy lived.
1t was agreed that should stay in th
wood-shed while Nose went in and sot mat
tiers right. Nose knocked at the door ant
went in, and sot on a chopping log to wal
the issoo. Nose thought he could fix thing
in half an hour, an as It was eight o'cocl
when he went in, calculated on bein in Par