Randolph County journal. [volume] (Winchester, Indiana) 1864-1865, 1865-01-06

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do it just as we'll n, not: I've cot IA,
chores all done but milkin
"Waal, I'm purn lircd---I gues
You may do it. 50 ncle John sa
down in the front porch with hii
pipe. His wife BUSTED around abou
her work
whats them are posies YOU V,
got a CROWN ont there in the yard
mother he called "they's
wonderful purity"
"why, John. them's Cheney Ovs
ters-a new kind. Miss Gray give
me the seed. Miss Gray's right
good neighbor-seem's how |
couldn't git along eff 'twasnt fur
her
Yes. al Gray's just ike her
He's alters a thinkin' o some kind
ness or other He never refused me
a favor in his life-an' they're jest so
20 everybody / don't blieve ever
man asked to stay there all night
in the world but what he was com
modated free, eff be an she an al
the children had to Sleep on TIE
floor.
we shouldn't find scch neighbors
agin very quick, ef we should leave
them, said Aunt Mary. Come out
here an see these flowers she i'd
ded. stepping down into the yard
"Oh, dunno as it : wurth while
l can see 'ein from here.
No, YOU can't see half how purity
they are
So Uncle John walked lsmely
down the path 1 declare. | b'lieve
I'm n gittin' old--this diggin per
taters is hard work fur me.
Yes, we havP't got but few days
more to stay here, John; We want
to take all the comfort we can while
we do stay! See here, them oyster
leaves is quilted, they call 'em"
'Curis, amt they;' he replied,
turning away toward a grape arbor
near Il declare, ef here isn't half
dozen bunches of grapes on this
ere vine-eood uns tool wish
know'd how to prune EN-, as they
call it shouldn't wonder'n we
might have some grapes here anoth-
er year
Wouldn't it be a good thing to
cit half-a dozen o the new sorts an
set out this -'twouldn't cost
muchi
No. ] wouldn't mind it ef /
know'd they was sure--I spose the
children'd live To eat fruit from EN-
ef we didn't Uncle John had evi
IDENTITY forgotten. for the moment.
about going West, and Aunt Mary
did not remind him of it.
See here, won't YOU help me tic
up this 'er rose bush--it's 5 a climbin'
rose, YOU see. You didn't notice it
when it was blowed out, did you.--
1t was Just the purtiest thing | ever
see! An that makes me think-lve
been a wantiu' to set out this white
rose bush on little Molly grave this
good while, but couldn't dig it up
very well, spose YOU do it, ef YOU
amt too tired, an we'll set it out to
night. I'll Get the spade
So Aunt Mary went and brought
the spade, and after the root was re
moved, led the way 10 little To-
fenced Off in the corner Of the yard.
Poor little Molly, she said, rs She
opened the gate. she did love roses
SO. feel condemned tnat | didn I
plant EN- here last Spring. bat YOU
know | was sick till twas too late
Uncle John dug place Tor the
rose. and Aunt Mary carefully plan
ted it.
she was blessed little angel. any
way. said she, we couldn keep her
long. but its n comfort t. care for
her little grave.
Uncle john eve, were moist. as
they turned away. The sun was
setting. and radiance oi gold lay
on all the landscape The farm
looked very beautiful VIII was
whistlinc merrilv. as ne MIXED the
COWS. Little Sue was hipity-hopping
IN the front porch Little Nellys
face was pressed close to the front
window. inside and as they entered
the door. she turned away and was
sgain leaving the kitchen.
.Come here. daughter: tell father
what vou'vc learned 20 school this
week said Uncle John. seating him
self in the rocking chair. while Aunt