Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1866-03-28
A Tiresoms Guest.
e"Hg SITS AND WILL FOREVER SIT

HE SlTO AND W 1LL FONht hh olI.
There is belonging to the race Of hu-
man bipeds, q sort of troublesome be-
ing, who, setting no value on their own
time, care but very liftle how much. they
trespass upon that of their moro indus.
trious neighbors. They are a sort of
s.ay-forcver persons, who, having talked
over the whole world at one sitting, com.
mencs again and talk it over anew from
beginning to end, before they are ready
to take their leave. Ii. word, they sit
and sit, and sit, long enough to fully JUS
tify the motto we have just quoted. Be.
side their disposition to hang on, there is
generally about these persons a wonder
full habitude, slowness in taking hint,
unparalleled with the rest of the human
race. TO give single instance of this
sitting propensity, We will introduce the
story Of plain spoken old lady:
II never seed the beat of that ere Cap
tain Spinout," said she; "would you be
lieye it, he called st our house last night.
Just as had done milking, and wanted
to-borrow my brass keetle for his wife to
make apple sauce in. Oh yes, says /.
she may have it and welcome Captain
Spinout; and | went directly and fotched
it out Of the back room, and set it down
beside him. Well, presently our tea was
ready, and couldn't do no more than ak
him to take tea with us. Oh no, he said
he couldn't stay minute, but, however,
he concluded he'd take drink Of cider
with my husband; and so he did. Well,
after Id done tea, | took my knitting
work and sot down till | rather though
it high time that sll honest people should
be bed. But Captain Spinout had for.
got his hurry and thar he was still setsin
and talkin with my husband as fast as
ever. hate above al things to be rude,
but couldn't help hintin to the Captain
that it was CROWN late, and may be his
wife was waitin for the keetle. But he
did not seem to take the hint at all-thar
he sot, aud sot, and sot.
Finding that words wouldn't have any
effect, | next rolled up my knitting work.
sot back the cheers, and told the gals it
was time to go to bed. But the Captain
didn't mind it no more than if it had
been the bite of le.-but thar he sot,
and sot, and sot.
Well, next. pulled off my, shoes.
roasted my feat, as commonly do jus,
afore goin to bed; but the Captain didn'!
mind it no more than nothin at all-thar
be sot, and sot, and sot.
then kivered up the fire, and tho't he
couldn't help takin the hint; but, Ia me!
he didn't take no notice ont at all-not
the least in the world-but thar he sot,
and sot, and sot.
Thinks |, you're pretty slow at taken
o hint, Captain Spinout; so sed sort o )
plainly, that tho't it was bed timc--
speakin always to my husband-but jist
SO as | tho't The Captain could not help
takin it to himself-bus Ia /! it did not do
no good at all-for thar he sot, and sos,
and sot.
Seeing thar warn't no likelihood of his
goin home, ! axed him 10 stay ali night.
Oh no, he sed he couldn't stop minute !;
so seein thar warn't no use in sGyin any.
thing, went to bed. But 10 me! would
you think it. when got up in the NOR
min, as sure as you're alive, there was
Captain Spinout. settin jist where left
him the night before-and thar, concluded
the old lady, lifting up her hands in q
despairing attitude-"and thar he sot.
and Sol"