Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1871-10-12
Courting in Nebraska.

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Courting in Nebraska.
A Nebrasha correspondent of the
Syracuse StandGpd writes as follows:
"There-is lack of woman's nursing,
There;is dearth, of woman's tears"
Certainly, not because they are un-
necessary in this Western region, but
the fact is the women are scarce and
men are plenty. In market phrase
the woman demand far exceeds the
supply, Those inexorable laws Of
supply and demand. about which
political and other economists delight
to talk, have not yet corrected this
acid question. A heavy dose Of girls,
none Of your homeopathic presorip,,
tionsN is what. Nebraska needs, and
the stomachs of her young men will
always remain sour until the supply
come. You have no idea East how
anxious young men in this region are
to marry. In the words of a prairie
farmer, "courtins hot.
The poor man is passing through
bitter expe ~ience. A party OF US
were duck-bunting the other day on
the Missouri bottoms Night over
took us before we were aware Of it,
and we were obliged to seek lodging
at the first dwelling we could find.
It was small one story structure OF
three rooms, and occupied by fami-
" of six-lather, mother. daughter,
and three sons. The sons were all
unmarried, and from the calls that
were made afterwards, we Judge the
daughter VS. unmarried also. We
hadn' beer in the house five minutes
when some kind Of vehicle drove
up, and two young men were ushered
into the parlor. Straightway the
mother and daughter held a whisper
ed consultation, which closed with an
invitation to the sitting-room for sup
per. 1t was evident the young men
callers had been to tea, as they staid
in the parlor with "sweet sixteen.
Scarcely had we taken our seats at
the table when howl from the dogs
out doors announced another conner.
He seemed to avoid the front door,
and knocked at that where our party
was Just sitting to supper. The
mother rose to answer the summons,
VIXEN we were surprised by the daugh-
te. opening tile parlor door and rush
ing forward with "don't get up,
mother! It's one Of my fellows!
Come in, jim; how do you do p
And jim entered in response to
the CHEEKY salu*ation. He made HIM
self as comfortable as possible till we
had finished supper, when another
whispered consultation proved that
the aparlor is full as it orr to be,
whispered by Miss in response to
some motherly suggestion. The old
gentleman solved the question by in
Vitine US into the kitchen to smoke.
It is evident that Jim didn' t smoke,
for he remained in the sitting room.
We should have doubtless enjoyed
quiet segar had not the old lady
opened the back door, and shouted at
the top of her voice: Come round
here 70 the back door j
1t was another young man, and we
fancied he looked as if he had come
in rather late. Two young men
within the parlor, one in the sitting
room, and one in the kitchen. What
should be done? The courting bust
ness was getting hot! There was
another talk between mother and
daughter. 1t was evident their de-
vices had been exhausted. The old
gentleman was called into the corner.
lie settled the question with whis-
per: "I'll be damned if Ill move
again till the settin rooms full
Into the sitting room went number
four, and we smolled. It was full
ten minutes before the next disturbers
came, and they entered the kitchen
with the air of old acquaintanccs.
We looked anxiously at the host.
Taking his pipe from his mouth, a
single sentence relieved us:
''Them's the widowers Stick
And we stuck and smoked on.
For the next half hour the girl must
have been kept busy. The widowers
had certainl, third Of her time. 1t
was nine o'clock. We wished TO 90
10 bed, and the only bed we had dis
covered was in the parlor. The old
gentleman OWNED our wishes, and
said:
I'm sorry, gentlemen Bat rs
is oae Of the regular courtin nights
Them two fellers in the parlor never
leave afore midnight and the widowers
allus stay all night And that ain /
the worst of it. Dan II be here at
ten o'clock ! and the boys allus
sleep in the haystacl Friday nights.
Yer welcome to that =
The parlor, sitting room and kitch-
en- full, we retreated to the haystack.
In response to aquestion on the point
the old gentleman said that
Friday night it's purity bad, but
Sunday it's wuss. Last Sunday night
there was ten on EN-, and the girl is
getting more and more partikiler.
The more she gets the more she
wants =
On the haystacls, with stiff breeze
driving away the mosquitoes, we
heard Dan drive up. One of the last
remarks of the old man before we
fell asleep was, 4" Yes, gentlemen,
courtin's hot in Nebrasky J. And we
believe him.