The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1871-10-14
Courting in Nebraska.
A 'Nebraska correspondent OF
the Syracuse Standard writes as
fOllnEa.


There is dearth Of woman's tears"
Certainly not because they are
unnecessary in this Western region,
but the fact is the women arc
scarce and men are plenty, In mar
ket phrase, tie women demand
far exceeds the supply Those in-
exorable laws of supply and de-
mand. about which political ard
other economists delight to talk,
have not yet corrected this ques-
tion. A heavy dose Of girls, none
Of your Homeopathic prescriptions,
is what Nebraska needs, and the
stomaehs of her young men will
always remain sour until supply
comes. You have no idea East how
anxious young men in this region
are to marry. In the words Of a
prairie farmer, courtin's hot.
The poor man is passing thro'
q bitter experience A party of
US we're duck hunting the other
day on the Missouri bottoms
Night overlook us before we were
aware of it, and We were obliged
to seek lodging at the first dwell
ing we could find 1t was a small
one story structure of three rooms,
and occupied by family Of six
father, mother, daughter, and
three sons. The sons were al. un-
married, and from the calls that
were made afterward we Judge the
daughter was unmarried also We
haden't been in the house five
minutes when some kind of q We
hicle drove up, and two young
men we're ushered into the parlor.
Straightway the mother and dangh-
ter held a whispered consultation,
which closed with an invitation to
the sitting room for supper Il
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 thai
where our party was just sitting 10
supper. The mother rose to answer
the summons, when we were sur
prised by the daughter opening
the parlor door and rushing foc-
ward with "don't get up mother!
Its one Of my fellers! Come in,
Jim; how do you do?"
And Jim entered in response to
the .cheery salutation. He made
himself as comfortable as possible
till we had finished supper, when
whispered consultation pro-
we'd that the sparlor is full as it
ort to be-" whispered by Miss in
response to some motherly sug-
gestion. TIE old gentleman solved
the question by inviting US into the
kitchen to smoke. 1t was evident
Jim diden't smoke. for he stayed i'll
the ii ting room. We should ha e
doubtless enjoyed quiet cigar
had not the old lady opened the
back door and shouted at the top
of her voice: eCome round hei G
to the back door!'
II was another young man and
we fancied he looked as ii he cone
in rather late, Two young men IN
the parlor, one in he sitting room,
and one in the kitchen. What
should be done? The counting husi
ness was getting hot! There was
another talk between mother and
daughter. The old gentleman was
called into the corner He settled
the question with whisper: "rll
be drat i. I'll move again till the
setin' rooms full!'
Into the sitting room went num-
Der four, aud we smoked 1t was
full ten minutes before the nex'
disturbers came, and they entered
The kitchen with the air Of old ac-
quaintances. We looked anxiousIy
al the host. Taking his pipe from
his mouth, . single sentence re-
lieved us:
"Them's the widowers. Stick
And we "stuck" and smoked on
For the next half hour the CIR
must have been kept busy. Th'
widowers had certainly third o
her time. 1t was 9 o'clock W.
wished to go to bed, and the onl
bed we had discovered was in tn
parlor. The old gentleman divine'
oar wishes, and said:
"lm sorry, gentleman! But thi
is one Of the regular courier
nights! Them two fellers in ,h
parlor never leave afore midnight
and the widowers allus stay 8
night. And that amt the worst o
it. Dan'll be here at 10 O'Clock!
and the boys allus sleep in th
haystack Friday nights. Yer vel
come to that!''
The parlor, sitting room. an
kitchen full. We retreated to th
haystack. In response to ques
tion ON the point the old gentlema
said that
FIR. DAY night IT'S purity bad, bu
: Sunday it's wuss. Last Sunda
night there was ten on 'em, an
tho girl is getting more an NOR
partiklar. The more she gets tn
more she wants.
On the haystack. with sti
breeze driving away the mus
nnitOes, we heard Dan drive un
One of the last remarks OF the oil
man before we fell asleep was.
Yes, gentleman courtin's hot i
! Nebrasky!" And we believed him.