The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1872-10-31

A correspondent in Southern Mis-

A correspondent in Southern Mis-
siouri gives the following delightful
picture of society in that region:
Driving along the road we encoun-
tered q slender, shallow female, with
arms bare to the shoulders, and not
much clothes on, if we except the cop
peras-colored petticoat, who was work
ing small patch of tobacco. The
work was that of pulling Off the shoots
which are known as suckers" and
crushing the monstrous green worms.
1 inquired if / could get drink of
water. She spat out a mouthfm Of to-
bacco juice with " "chirt,' and said:
"Thar's the spring over yander. and
thar's gourd in it,
Having slaked my thirst with
draught of highly medicated fluid.
which tasted strongly of old horse
shoes and hoop iron, sought to strike
mp conversation. In passing to the
spring 1 saw a man with o very red
and scotched face and two fearfully
bunged eyes, sneaking off in the corn.
Is that your husband back there ?n
l inquired.
Him Not much recken. My old
mans gone down in the bottom to see
If he kin kill mess o. sqnirrels, OF
mebbee young turkey. That's Ar
kansas Jim, the ornarest, triflnest,
gOod-for-nothingest whelp this side O.
the Nation. He hangs round and
helps my old man with the horses, but
he amt worth his salt. Come out o.
thar We darned galoot an show yerself.
Y yesterday he tux q cow down to Bresh
crick, we sold to Ferris, an he got hold
o. whiskey, an got drunk as matter
o. course. Then he got into n fight,
and the other feller ruther got away
with him, guess. ! wish he'd kill
ed the blasted beast"
What is that truck ?" inquired in
nocently, pointing to the tobacco.
We'll, stranger she replied, with a
twinkle in her black eyes, lyon must
be awful green not to know that
Whar you been livin' all your life /?
Why, that's te.backer. We raise little
for our own use. People may say
what they please, but | tell you ter
hackers great comfort. couldn't
git along without 1t. say, stranger,
lev yc got any store terbacker bout
yol I've got plenty O. twist but like
navy the best"
Unforhnately don't chew, but Of
fered her cigar.
A seegar! Well generally smoke
q pipe, but | don't mind tryin' your
seegar jest for a change"
She wiped the green gum OF the
suckers on her petticoat and took the
offered cigar, while I struck match.
After few pufis she said:
Well l rather like this. It's one o.
Them what they call Havanners, amt
lit? Mighty nice tasted, but it do MT
60 to the spot like the pipe. say,
stranger, wouldn't you like to SEQ my
old lnan9 jest hitch yer hoss, an tell
the nigger to como in out o. tho sun,
an I'll blow the horn for him to come
np.n
mildly suggested that l was afraid
the sold man might get jealons--that
mon with .good-l00king wives were
subject to the complaint
"Jealous? I'd like to SEQ him try
that OH me. I'd give him sothin' to be
Jealous for. He knows dnrned well
that I'm all right and that / won't
have any airs put on over Ilfe. Ez for
bein' good-lo0kin', Two seen the time,
stranger, when you might hcv said so,
an tor no lie nnther. But havin' the
ager and a raft o. young uns' and Twin
like this, takes tho starch out o. q
young gal mighty quick, tell yon.--
This is q mighty fine country for COWS,
but it's awful on wimnien. Mornin'
stranger. Next time ye soc q patch o
terbatker you wont hev to ask what Il
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