Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1871-12-21

ScENE-The shady side of a blueberry
pasture-Sam Lawson with the boys
picking blueberries-Sam log.
oval, you see boys-it was just
here-Parson Carryrs wife, she died
along in the fore part of March-my
cousin Hubby, she undertook to keep
house for him. The way of it was,
that Hubby, she went to take care Of
Mis- Carryl in the first of it-when
she first took sick. Hubby was a tail
oress by trade, but then, she was
one of these ere facultise persons that
has gift for most anything, and that
was how Mis- Carryl come to set sech
store by her, that when she was sick
nothin would do for her but she must
have Hubby round all the time, and
the minister he said he'd make it good
| for her all the same, and she shouldn't t
lose nothin by it, and so Hubby staid
with Mis- CarIyl three months afore
she died, and got to seein to every
thing pretty much round the place
Wal, arter Mis- Carryl died, Parson
Carryl, he'd got so used to heviu her
round, takin care of things, that he
wanted her to stay along a spell-and
so Huldy, she staid along a spell, and
poured out his tea and mended his
close, and made pies and cakes, and
cooked and washed and ironed, and
KEEP everything as neat as pin-Hul-
ly was dreadful clipper sort of a gal,
and work sort of rolied off from her
| like water off a ducks back. There
was no girl in SherburEe that put such
a sight of work through as Hubby, and
yet Sunday mornin, she always came
out in the singers seat like one of
these ere June roses, so kind of fresh
and smilin, and her voice was jest as
clear and sweet as a meadow lark IS
Lord O. mercy-I remember how she
used to sing some of them are places
where the treble and counter used to
go up together, her voice kind of
trembled little, and it sort of went
thru and thru fetter and took him
right where he lived"
Here Sam leaned contemplatively
back with his head in a clump of shew
fern, and refreshed himself with a
chew of young wintergreen.
"This ere young wintergreen boys,
is jest like feller' thoughts of things
! Ch"H AAPI(OHCu "bCu AS was OuuS
it comes up jest SO fresh and tender
every year, the longest time you hev
to live, and you can't help chawin it,
tho its sort o. stingy-I don't never
get over li1in Young wintergreen.
But about Huldah, Sam p
30 yes-about Huldy-Lord O
mercy when -a-feller is Indianing
round these ere pleasant summer days,
feller's thoughts get like flock of
patrages-they'r up and down and
everywhere, because one place is jest
about as good as another, when they's
all kind O. comfortable and nice. Wal.
about Huldy-as l was sayin-she
was jest as handsome gal to look at
as feller could have; and l think a
nice, we'll behaved young gal in the
singers seat of Sunday is a means
of grace-it's sort of DRAWN to the
unregenerate, you know. Why, boys
4 in them DAYS, I've walked ten miles
over to Sherburne of Sunday morn
! in just to play the bass viol in the
same singers seat with Hubby. She
was very much respected, Huldy was
and when she went out to tailorin SHE
was alters bespoke six months ahead
and sent for in wagons up and dowr
: for ten miles round, for the young
fellers was alters mazin anxious to b,
sent after Huldy, and was quite free t.
offer to go for her. Wal, after Mi
Carryl died, Hubby got to be sort o
housekeeper at the minister's, ant
saw to every thing so that there wan
a pin out of the way.
"But you know how it is in parishes
there is women who think the minis
ter's affairs belong to them and the
g ought to ha.-e-tfTB Tulin and guidin c
q q them and if a minister's wife dies
"a there's folks that alters hev their eye
open on Providence-lookin out who
i to be the next one.
"Now, there was Mis- Pipperidge,
: widder with snappin black eyes, and
hook nose-kind O. like a hawk-an
she was one of them up and dow
commandin sort of women, that fe,
that they have call to be seein
Z everything that goes on in the parisl
' and especially to the minister.
: 'Folks did say that Mis- Pipperidg
sort of sot her eye on the parson II
herself -wal-now, that might hay
been, or it might not. Some foil
J thought it. wonld be very suitab
connection-you see she had a goC
property of her-own. light near II
minister's lot, and was always kind
| active and busy: so, takin one thir
d. with another, I shouldn't wonder
Mis- Pipperidge should have thoug
that Providence pointed that way
At any rate she went up to Deak
: Bloodgett's wife, and they sort
put their heads together a morn
and ,condolin about the way thin
1. was likely to GO on at the minister
now Mis- Carryl was dead. You S
the parsons wife, she was one
them women who he'd her eyes ever
where and on every thing. She W
little thin woman, but tough as ]
Z. jer rubber, and smart as steel trs
and there want a hen laid an egg
cackled, bit Mis- Carryl was rig
there to see about it; and she h
s! the garden made in the spring, a
the medders moved in summer, a
the cider made, and the corn husk
-. and the apples got in the fall, a
r. Hi' the doctor had nothin to do but
sit stock still and mediate of Je
SaIem ana JeflcO, ana the InlnSS
ministers think about-but Lord M
-O sy! he didn't know nothin alb
n where anything he eat or drank
wore, came from or went to
It in wife jest led him round in tempo
con things and took care of him like
baby.
~ "Wal, to be sure Mis- Carryl 10
ed up to him in spirituals, and tt