North Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1867-current, 1870-07-27


! It's hard work and no joke,
And that's the way raise the wind
Because am, dead.broke!
The Dutchman's Luck.
Ia certain village, there lived Dutc
farmer named Dunderman, whose famil
consisted of his wife and only son, name,
Carl, who helped his father work the farm
Carl was an industrious, sober young maj
who had reached the age of twenty on
without having once been ten miles away
from home; so it is not to be presumed
that his knowledge or experience was yer,
extensive.
Carts invariable custom was to 20 ever,
evening as soon as his work was done, ant
see Katrina Van Klepper, the daughter o
a neighbor, as handsome and buxom las
as ever trod shoe leather. While he wo'.
sit and smoke with the old man, talkin:
about the crops and weather, Katrina woe
sit demurely by sewing or knitting, as tn,
case might be. Precisely when the clocl
struck nine Carl was expected to leave.
But one night Carl instead of leaving a
nine, as usual, still fingered, much to tn,
surprise of old Van Klepper, who, afte
waiting few minutes without seeing any
signs of his leaving, askedhim why he die
not 90, as he wished to shat up.
"Pecause, neighpor VanKlepper, van
to speak vew worts init you,' answered
Carl, rather sheepishly.
swell, fiery goot put Why ton't you pc
kin den?' returned that worthy, proceed
ing to fill his pipe.
''Vell, den, neighbor Van Klepper," be
gan Carl, in rather hesitating manner
IL loves your laughter Katrina more as
nefer vas, an she loves me doc, an as nv
fader's farm an your farm adjoin, dinks
dat We peter marry, so dat ven fader and
you tie, de broberty will sday in de YAM
ily!"
"Nell, fiery goot, CARL replied Var
Klepper, looking rather blank at being
thus summarily disposed of; 'but how
mootch monish you kot, eh ?''
Carl put his hand in his pocket and
drew out an old leather wallet, and pro
ceeded to count its contents.
81 got shust dwo toller and sefenden
shents," he replied, carefully putting the
money back in his pocket.
''Dwo tollar, you laundering pig WOOL
How de duyvel does you dink dat you gan
marry frow NIT only dwo dollar an sef:
endeen shents Ven you kot tree hoont tire,
tollars, an ask you fadder may be he gil
him do you, den you kin marry nit mine
kirl put not Won dundering tay pe!ore.-
An now goot-night, an ton't gone here
no more pefore you kit de monish. Come
den, put no sooner!"
Poor Carl had nothing to do but comply
and took his departure with a, heavy heart;
for how to get so much money was "A prob
lem too difficult Of solution for him.
The next morning Carl looked as wretch
ed and woebegone as u broken down OF,
specula:or. On his parents anxiously in.
quiring as to what allied him, he related
what had taken place between h,m and
neighbor Van Klepper.
'Neighbor VanKlepper is shust right -
responded his father, when he had conclu-
ded. Sand dinks that you pc old enough
to ko an make your own vordune. Don't
diAk dat you kit any ding Of me ven l tie,
vor l dink that will lif more as hoontret
years yet. Mine fader kif me noding ven
l married, an your fader do de same.
kit you dill to morrow to stay here, an
ven you ton't ko den away, I'll kick you
away"
The wretched Carl was thunderstruck at
the turn affairs had taken for in spite OF
his own and mother's remonstrance his
father was inexorable. So with heavy,
foreboding heart he began 70 make prep
arations to leave his home for Heaven only
knows where.
Early next morning Car! was ready to
leave his father give him his blessing,
while his mother gave him-unknown to
his father-gave him three dollars out OF
her cwn private savings, besides loaf OF
bread and small Jug of buttermiik and
thus fitted out, with a small bundle Swung
on stick over his shoulder, he started of
with tears in kis eyes.
Carl travelled on without meeting an ad-
venture of any kind till toward noon, when
being both tired and hangry, he sat down
under a large tree that stood on the road
side before small cottage, and began an
attack on bread and buttermilk. He had
not been there long, however, before he
was perceived by the woman of the house
who came out and invited him to partake
Of dinner there. Carl, nothing 10th, ac-
cepted her hospit: bic invitation, and was
soon seated before a we'll spread table, to
the contents Of which he paid the most
impartial attention.
During the meal the woman, with the
curiosity peculiar to country folks, piled
him with all sorts ofquestions us to where
he came from and whittier he was going /:
all of which Carl answered with greatest
good nature. In return she gave him an
account OF all the people living around
Among other things she told him of a
wealthy old miller named Verplank, who