The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1871-08-03

about haying- time, and there was plenty
ter do, and she wanted ter shirk it and
go off visiting her own folks and leave
Tildy ter do the work, and she knew
Marsh would send her if he thought she
was poorly; SO away she gees working
herself into highsteric, or convulsion
or something, jest as well as she knew
how ter manuiactur 'em and she did
know better'n most folks, for she'd been
with woman who'd he'd 'em real. So
Marsh he saddles up old Flyaway and
brings DR.. HArtsease, and the doctor he
takes pinch of snuff deliberate like,
and looks at her tongue, and feels her
| pulse, and finds out as how she's a-play-
ing 'possum the worst kind and says he
to Tidy, says he,
"Jest bring me up big pitcher of
billing water-of Diting aoater j.; billing
hot, remember-and tin tunnel J"
Whatever in the world are you going
for ter do, doctor?" says Tidy.
"Never you mind, Tidy" says he.
"I'm going ter cure her up you jest
run and bring me big pitcher Of
billing hot water and tin tunnel"
Then, while Tidy was gone for 'em,
says he ter the patient: Now, Miss
Marigold, if you don't come out of that
there fit of yourn" land he spoke mighty
stern like,) "my treatment is, in such
cases, ter pour the billing hot water
down the patients throat through the
tin tunnel" And, bless you, she come
right out of it afore the billing water
and the tin tunnel got up stairs.
al feel better now" says she; "but
amt that rather severe treatment, doc
tor ?" for, you see, she believed he meant
to do it. .. ..e
"In severe cases." says he, " we use
severe measures y and then he took
another pinch of snuff and said good-by,
and Marsh sent her over to see her folks
that afternoon for fear she'd hev re-
lapse. You see, Lucy Ellen hedn't no
chance ter grow up as she'd oughter;
since she was child she heerd her
mother act out, and tell all sort of white
fibs-such as how Marsh wanted her ter
hev help, and she herself wouldn't hear
to it, nor be bothered with servant
about the house, a-putting their fingers
inter the jam, and a-stealing of the
clothes off ones back, when Lucy Ellen
he'd heerd her father say that he couldn't
afford it noway; and how Mr.. Marigold
wanted her to hev a -Leghorn bonnet
and French flowers, but, for. her part,
she thought it would be wicked folly
when so many heather hedn't any thing
but fig leaf, when Marsh he'd only
said that she might hev her old straw
whitened and pressed over, and Lucy
knew that the heather d never git any
thing better if they looked ter her; and
then she'd tell how Marsh wanted ter
buy another horse, when Lucy knew he
he'd ter sell Flyaway to pay off part OF
mortgage. Oh, tell you, they were
the greatest cases for stretching of the
stocking out of all kind of shape, so
you'd hardly hev know'd what it was in
the first place, and, of course, Lucy
Ellen got ter be chip of the old block.
When she and her mother d got up
their bonnets all by themselves they'd
make folks think they'd bought 'em over
ter Shopville, and all that sort of deceit.
They used ter make as though they he'd
plunl-cake for tea regular, and Damson
preserves was common as dirt, and
green tea was drug, and loaf-sugar no
great shakes. But, gracious, you
couldn't hev got the young fellows ter
believe word of it ag'in Lucy Ellen /;
she'd Jest bewitched 'em out of their
senses with her brown eyes and her
bushes, and her airs and graces; they'd
"a kissed the ground she walked on, but
she Jest amused herself, and then flung
'em over, as her mother did afore her.
And she aoas pretty piece, for all her
silly notions; for, you see, she looked a
sight higher than any of the neighbors'
sons. Bless you, doubt if there was a
match ter please her in all the country
round, she he'd such mind ter be fine
lady, and not bring the water ter wash
her hands; she thought it was down
right vulgar ter work for your living
or ter be seen doing it and you might
know when the Marigolds was house
cleaning, for there wasn't blind left
open and washing days you might have
pulled at the bell till all was blue afore
you'd raised any body, and they hung
their clothes in the attic.
But one day she got her comeupance.
You see, every spring the court comes
down here, and heap of lawyers along
with looking gentlemen, with
kid gloves.on their hands, and lot of
notions in their heads, and bags full of
papers and things. Wa'al, one morning
there comes a young Mr.. Barrister along
with them, as handsome as pictur, and
with manners like silk, and any number
of persons ter look ter. The moment he
clapped his eyes on Lucy Ellen he was a
lost man. Law sakes, the pains he took
ter git 1nterduced to her heerd tell
as how he lost several cases that term,
and his clients was mighty cut up. But
Lucy Ellen, she always seemed ter go
upon the principle that the more bother
she put o feller ter the better he'd like
her for it; and guess she he'd the rights
of it. So she hung back like sixty, and
lest flirted with HIM all across the court
room, and on the street with her eyes,
till, by-and-by, he oornered her one day,
and got downright acquainted. 1t was
all along of her being run away with by
young Reuben Fleets pony. You see,
he was a-taking her out ter drive, and
lest got out ter the post-ofice for half a
minute, when wbisk off went the pony
like mad. Mr.. Barrister, he was jest
a-coming out of the courthouse with a
witness, and he seed his chance, and
"went for that heathen Chinee" of a
pony, and stopped him jest as Lucy FL
len was on the pint of losing her senses
and being throwed out of the carriage.
Wa'al, of course, after that they couldn't
stand ON ceremony no more; he'd saved
her life, and sprained his own arm, and
nothing ter do but he must come up to
Pa Marigold's and be made much of,and
Lucy Ellen bound up his arm in cold
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