The native Virginian. [volume] (Orange Court House, Va.) 1867-187?, 1868-03-20
BILLY PoLIUD's KoArIN sCRAPE.
PoLLrD's BUe, Ann Dom, 1868.

DEER Sun :--Lasst night, as was set
tin in my big arm-eheer, rared back,
with ] tut onto the chimbly -peace--and
memry aroomynaitin down the passt
vister of life, thot you would like to
heer bout Koatin scraip w,ns. had.
WhenI was yung feller, 1 had SIGH
a hankerln offtsr krinerlIne, that nuv-
yer felt nattrul onlest was settin Gloss
to q hupskert. The ole man was alwais
atcllin me, "Billy, talk kur ov the gals
-thayare nifty Gurus, ,:mitIcur,as." How
sumeyer. ] was alwais.gittin into diff
kultis with 'em. f.,f.-..-.,. ~ tf7i
Well, twas in Knovember 1864, when
I:arovesin Saillm. | had fist bin kick
It'd all to peacis by my swcat-heart, and
was fealin orful bad In the abdommin;
but offtera while, begun to git toIler-
bul strate agin, and cut aputty boald
figgur mongst the laldis. You see
twas during the war and boze was
skase; so twant very long be 4 I fell
in hv agin. . 4th 7.a p >.
My Dulseener was widfler; vas, a
and handidartickil--naim Sally Mariar
Joans; and sune as fust set ize on her.
maid up my mine to koat her. SO
nccks day, havin rugged out in my Sun
Observation-Disclosures pi d g in-tale
kotc, with brass buttons on it, and black
cloth pantloons, maid by Bill Forrer;
(Which he is the taller what doze biz
ness in Fomvil-and is real deth on
britchis, he is,) and armed and quipt
with beever-nirred hat and kid glllvs,
lanchcd 4th to visit Sally Marian
She wrs settin onto the soafy; luklng as
blumm as a tee-rose and sweet as a
pink. Evvry time I stride to tell her
what come for, sumthin would jump
up in my thote and choak me so 1
couldn't say nuthin. Thar 1 sot like a
fool; atwistin and skrUin as cf pin. was
stickln me. ..a t,..Is.e.e vf5s.f4 seii. I
AT lasst, 4 manidged TO ask her eff she
dent play ON the pianner. ~oh yas, ="
sez she, ''wouldn't youlike to hear sum
musiek?" II amt pertickler,' sez L.
She plaid heap; but / nuyver herd
bit, caws was tryin to maik spcach
to express my sentermints~-when she
begun to sing. Nelb that jist tux ev-
vry eye dear out my he'd. Her voys
was like a martingail's-unly twas
moar mclojusscr, and nuvver had no
moar scents than nuthin. 81
When she got threw, could have
dung myself onto my neaze at her, but
was Alfred ov my pantloons-thay was
so tite. asskt herief she wouldn't Y AK
sept sum musick frrm me as pressint;
and seein couldn't say nuthin senter-
mintil, tolcd her | would cawl agin.
Returnin to my room, flung myself
onto my bed, and rolled aud rolled, un-
till Iroled out onto the tloar, and then
under tina hod;-=whar ! lade for nigh
hours-dreamili ofdomestick happiness
and conjerglil filliserty. But that
didnt do no good, and didn't no what
to do. So otftur thinkin long time,
the eyedear struck me to rite her u let
ter; but then, didn't no what to say
until recklecktid thar was ole song
buk in my trunk. got it out, and
studdin till my he'd ached like 40
pounds ov 10 penny males was agwine
thoo it, l conkocktid the follerin epis-
sill; to wit. mainly - laAi 5 81
"My dcerest Sally Mariar i2di .
Bright star OF hope; wonld were
with thee, Thou art SO near aud yet SO
far. Ever OF thee I'm fondly dreaming.
Am not fondly thine own? Dearest
think of thee. Her bright smiieihaunts
me still, When in hours of anxious sad
ness. Dearest then love you more.
| Will you not bless with one sentence
| Your own BILLY. POLLUD.
Necks day, her anser come to hand,
Twas as follers; mainly = i1a Nul
dearest Billy :-When in hours of
anxious sadness, Bright star of hope,
| In the light OF thine eyes. Oh come,
I'm dying to see you. come immedi-
tcE, Yours &c,, (
S. NJ. JONES'
! Hardly waitin for to reed it, l stuff
1t in my wescut pockit and stottid ariln-
min. When got thar, she met me jist
as was gwine in the poller. l nuv-
: yer s.opt to say 'good mornin,n but
run rite up to her, as she was asta4dln,
smilin-and aung my arms round her
fat waste and kissed her white forrid,
Sec /. my own Sally Mariar, luv you
awl over, swar doze, from the he'd
of your crown to the foot of your sole. y
She jumpt way frum me, and | was
gwine to ketch her agin, when she got
the tirezpoker and hit me kross the he'd.
1 got down on my neaze, pulled out her
letter and asskt her of twant luv=let-
ter, and ct she wouldn't marry me. =
See she. 81 marry q Bollud! amt you
a eraizy fool2 thot twas list of the
musick You was gwine to send me.n
tell you, Mr.. MozIs, she was luking
furus as alyonress; and inches back
wuds, on awl fores, til I got to the
dore, left, swarm eyerlastlin thun-
der and Mars ginst the femail sect, in
! ginral; and detarmind HuVuel to koat no
moar2nd handid Yidders-speshl them
what AMT gei no childun, la13sj
1auag d iIt1i. if Yores til deth, i
aia fah t9u BILLY POLLUD.
Hil# HEIE --------.. $1,000 lsfilH aul .
4 iP Notiss. John Smith, blacksmith
barbershop, horse shelving and shaving
done here, lox mendedr hare curled,
bleeding and tooth drawing and Far
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