The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-05-24

insydent.
On kan still moonlite mite in Joon, 1856,
a soliterry joskin mite be seen settin' and
smokin' on the porch of Farmer Joneses farm
| house.
Stranger, 1 was that joskin.
As / sot and smoked | thunk and thunk 1st
| of thing and then of another, ontill finally
| my thots settled on the neece of nabor Brown,
Geneveeve-sweet Geneveeve st. Muggins,
who tho l had seen her but 2ice and spoke to
her but Ice, had already won my fresh yung
| hart
For farmer Jones had told me all about the
critters haven or 5000 5 in her own rite,
and SO 4th, and how he liked the gal altho
old Brown was her unkle, with hoom he had
bin at loggerheads for yeers on account of
| lorsoot.
The fust time I seed the critter was at
meetin'. but she he'd anuther teller with her,
so had no sho to speek her.
But the next time / clapt eyes on her, was
more lucky.
i com on her as she was in the act of drivin'
our ole gray bull outn her unkles cabbige
orchard, and the bull bein' ours / felt cald
upon to maik some exkuse for his thotlesness.
So gittin' off my mule and hitchin him the
fens, advanced lords the MAIDEN with my
hart thumpin like onto the hopper of a rice
mill at by water.
Excuse me miss" sed /, 'fur maxim so free
es 2 speak to yu, but seein es our ole bull hes
made so free with your cabbiges, / feel it my
dooty as the ony representatif of the Joneses
interist present at the time bean, beg ov va
2 overlook this youthful indiskreeshun of hisn,
and ashure yu that shood it unfortunately
oekur agin-"
"Should it ockur agin! !" SEE the MAIDEN,
"Well, eff it dos l reckon I'll spill his hide
fur him, stranger, as shore es yore a foot hy!"
As she stud thare in the mornin sunlite,
utterin those words, her disheveled hare dun
up in net, her rite hand graspin hoop pole
and her left hand holdin up her close outn the
mud, she formed pictur for an artist
quailed be the look of thoas fashin Is,
an strateway sot 2 work fixin up the fens,
and fur the next Is minutes or so, very little
past betwix us except the hammer and Males
When the fens wus fixed, she (Geneveeve)
got up and sot on the top rale fannin herself
with her son bonnet.
''Durn him fur an ugly, good for nothin
looking critter amy how" murmured the
MAIDEN, wipin her eyebrows with her skirt,
and lookin strate at me, "he's maid me SWEET
wus'n pillow hoss."
Not nowin wether she meant me or the bull,
1 blushed and kept silent.
A klumsy silens follered this, wen all of
suddint,
CHAPTER XXI.
She jumps down offn the fens and SEE
81 reckon I'd better git, or I'll hev som l
bellerin at me from the house." when l
grasped her arm and ejackulated, "Stay l
moment Miss St. Muggins-1 moment, sweet
Geneveeye, let me beg ov yu 2 lend me
Just s."
Cant see it, stranger don't no yu good
enuff lend you nothin."
"You misunderstood me, my hunnysuckle,"
SEE /, "'tis yore attenshun l wood borrow
from you long enuff for me pore out at wore
feet my melted feelins Ontif 1 tell you, that
sence my Is fust Bheld yore by no meens
homely feetyurs, those feetyurs hev bin N
graved on my fresh yung hart-ontill l tell
yu how I've dreemd oyyou mite and day ontill
even-ontin even Mustard pies have lost thar
charm for me-ontill tell you finally" sed l.
(lookin around for a dry plais neel down.
''untel L tell yu finally, that Low you by no
meens tamely, and that without you life me
hens 4th will be a blank, tibet is nary
prize. Speek, Geneveeve," sed /, "speek,
dearest, and let me no at Ice my probable
prospects, in the present premises"
'Whipsnaiks and mott i'd mokasins" SEE
the MAIDEN, "ef you amt long winded kuss
ov lover, l don't want cent. Well 2 tell
the trooth, stranger" SEE she, pullin up her
stockins, 81 tuck likin 2 you the 1st time
1 seed you at the meetin, altho' 1 kant sal
hankered arter yu tho; and reckon 1 mite
es well hich on yu es thet bilyus lookin
shadder of a Gus, Ike Brown, for the old man
swares / shill hev 2 marry Ike yet You no
Ike, Ireckon, he's ole Browns son. Ireckon he
thinks thet's the ony way he kin keep my
stamps in the family" iThen," sed /, risin
my feet, "then thou tellest me that may
hoap! o! angelick bean words amt no.
whar to express my feelins! !"
"HOOp" SEE the MAIDEN, "hev l not told
thee thet thou hast ded thing ov it, thou
gump of gumps!"
As the last words dide on her lips she pill
ode her waterfall on my manly brest, and
printed on my cheek the fust pure kiss ov
low.
will pass over the next flu moments ov
bliss in silens, tina bein sakred for the pryin
Tsov outsiders.
As l WIS sommonin up my shattered feelins
to try an ask her naim the day, a voice from
the house was heerd in the distens bellerin
out: "Geneyl yew Geneveevel why don't you
drive that critter out in 2 the rode, yew good
for nothin hussy yuP Air yu goin stay out
thar all mornin? Drive him once
Don't yu mind that ole stiugaree," ses the
MAIDEN ''she's neer sited & 1 reckon she's
tuck yu fur the bull, like es not"
"Well, must toddle," SEE the MAIDEN, ''or
wen haY that ole gal out here in twinklin."
So, so long, ole hoss takar ye'seff till see
yer agin" & she tore away from me- as neer
es Good judge, at the rate ov between 10 Il |
10 mile an our.
watched her reseedin form ontil she wus
8 hull down" les sailors say on tother side
ov the gardin fens, Il then 1 onhitched mule
q road off lords home, feelin es tender es a
shelled mud turkle.
Sevral dais are supposed elaps sense the |
abuv, wich brings US back to whar 1 wus sit |
tin in the moonlite smokin, on farmer |
porch; es said, be 4 sot thar study |
in about the bean of my Low, when all ov q |
suddent-
CHAPTER XIII.
l tuck noshin tibet it wood be a ripstavin |
idee ? go and Civ my shugar plum a moonlite
surelaid, so gifts up and gifts my cat-gut |
screecher that was hangin in its green bag on |
the wall, and started for Browns clearin. Ar
irwin at the fens it was but the work ov a |
2 plais myself on the inside of it, and |
move lords the house. Passin thru the cab /