Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1867-03-27

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ever the slider went, and may be twst-
| ed into pigtail, if in half an hour,
she didn't look, as Jim Spooner said,
} like whited sepulchre, only wusser.
Her frock was soFter pinkish, and
wherever the pollushen went it took
out the cutler only the slider cutler,
and that WAS just no cutler at all. l
CESS she remembered the dandy as
} long as she did poor Joe Spraig, who
stood into corner and never said boot
} all the rest of the evening. Well, ar
ter we had eat and drInked as much as
as we could hold, the gals TUNED too
and cleared off the dishes, and then
} we began the spree in earnest. Col.
} Gristle had got black Jake to come and
! fiddle, so we laid out for two sets, one
} in the forenoon and the other in the
|. kitchen, and black. Jake took his place
in the entry between, so that both
could hear the music. l didn't feel
much like Shawn it down real hard,
but L kinder thort I'd try one or two
Iiigs, so arter they'd begun to stand up,
1 walked up to pretty looking sort Of
a gal that nobody seemed to notice,
she was so still and quiet like. and
axed her if she'd list favor me with
her hand, &C., she said she was much
obliged, she gessed she shouldn't dance
that time.' May be you will the next
then,' says |, thinkin' to engage her
aforeband, you know, but she curled
up like pint of beef juice, and said
i sumthin' didn't hear, when turning
my eye, seed half duzzen fellers
lookin' at me eenmost ready to snort
rite out. Jest then the dandy chap
come struttin' along with Prudence,
and as they got close to me, Prudence
says she in a sorter whisper, Jed, some
4 body's pinned the dishcloth on your
4 back = Flamenation but felt mad
enuf to rare rite up in end. Who on
airth,' sed l, has did this and kick
ed it off in less than no time. 1t was
all wet and greasy, and felt a sorter
chokin' sinsation, jest as though /
could have crammed it down some
body's neck, grease and all. At that
mint seed chap lookin' mighty
KNOWN and solemn, with a confound-
ed ugly wink out of one corner of his
eye, so as l was bilin' l jest let the
, dishcloth drive. One corner took the
sollem chap across the mouth, and
Lslippin' off, the whole consarn went
slap rite into the nigger's fiddle ! 'Kir
says blackey, who do dat? trow dat
tam nasty pot rag at niggie. l say,
massa Grissle! massa Grisslel somebo-
dy chuck dis cuss nasty dish rag rite in
dis a fiddle; he spile him 'tirely; do
bow be grease all over, and de tring
dare be no tum tum in 'em.' seed
was in for it, but was too mad to
back out. 4 threw it, Jake says 1,
but not at you,' and l rolled back the
cuffs of my coat. Now if any of you
want to try titles, jest come on; I'll
settle with the niger for the fiddle.'-
1 The sollum chap wiped his chops but
said nothin', but seed he winked out
of the toLher corner. I was so riled
forgot all about my toes, and jest then
Col. Gristle cum along, and | walked
rite up to him, and told him / didn't
cum to his house to be insulted in that
kind of q way, and get in muss with
a niger, and that was goin' rite home;
and so l would in less than two minits.
You shan't do no such thing, jed
says he, I amt goin' to have airy kwar-
relin' in this place, so jest take my
darter Liz and stand up long with the
rest, I'll see that Jake tunes it up
l soon seed that little spunk goes q
great ways sometimes. Liz, who was
shy of me all the eVenin' now cum up
to the work, and we went at it-down
outside, up the middle, cast off, right
and left, putin in the double shuf-
| fies, and toe and heel like all natur.-
Jake, however, would sometimes make
slip on the high notes, and then we
could hear him tam de dish ragP-
Prudence Parr and the dandy feller
seemed mighty thick all the time
and l didn't like it at all.
You see alters took lkin to Prue,
and l kinder thort she liked me too,
but l seed itwss no use now, so l con-
cluded to hold on and watch 'em Pret-
ty sooon it come their turn to lead of,
aad if Allcurly didn't trot out fair,
then no colt ever did. He sartinly
did go it in pretty good stile, consider.
in, only he put rather too many meti-
forical work, but for the double shuf-
fes he coulnn't hold candle to some
of US. Prue was loud one at work,
and the way she ratified the shoe leath-
Ter was ominous of a swift destruction
to heel taps. Allcurly seemed ambis-
nus to thow off his passes and jest as
he got down to the lower end, l see
him tryin' to duvtail q pigeon wing in
TO some of his queer erankums, when
fetchin down one foot rather hard, he
trod on an apple peelin' and both his
heels flew up into the air quicker than
you could count haf? One of his sod
settlers took Prudence in the STUN
muck and eenmost sent her threw one
of the winders; the other hit Ike Niles
rite under the smeller and plagy near
nocked his nose off, while Allcurly
come down ker thump rite on the bot
tom of his back. Crickeryl how the
dishes rattledi and such a hoss laf, l
guess you never heard tell on. 'Pd
bring the chicken up to the doe-dish,'
says Jim Spooner. Give him some of
the pollushun,' says Sal Savage, it will
cataract the ass-head.' He's got pol
lushin enuf now, guess Says Mike
Longer, only jest look. his trowsers
is all split up, and may l be cstar-
mauled, if his trowses wasn't all busted
out, from his wristbands clean down,
hsf way to his bootsl Airth and worms,
how he did looki His troUses was
strapped down awful tite, and they
was a snug fit besides, and so when he
kinder got up on his legs, he kinder
clapped both hands behind him, aud
sorter backed INTO the kitchen, and
the last we seed on him he was in the
road streakin' it for the village like de-
struction. l never seed any gal look |
more shameder of herself than Pru-
dence Parr did for a considerable spell
afterwards, for what with the mortifi- I
cation, and what with the all-sufficient
rib-riser that allcurly give her vitals,
she seemed jest like sick goslin. As
for Ike Miles, he said his probossis felt |
about the strangest, it was as much as
an inch shorter, and broad agin as he
had ever knowed it afore. Rub it
with soft sope,' says Jim Spooner, and |
all the kicks will wipe out as smooth |
a dishcloth.' None of your slack here,
Jim, says l, and give him look that
sobered him about the quickest
Come, Grind away old meal bag said |
/, 'or you'll never earn your dollar
Mig rolled out the onion skin, rubbed on |
the rosen, and tid-re-i-whoop! what a
spreel we danced the niger fast asleep,
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