The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1872-01-18

as she is"
s.Wall, 'tisn't Mrs. Patterson, its a
gal she has workin for her. Her
names Fanny Wilson.
@Why hoa dye do. Miss Fannie
Wilson? Take 8 seat in this cheer,
by the Winder where it's cool, for
know you are warm, and enamost
smothered, ridin' through the hot
sun. Here, take this turkey wing
an fan yourself. it's all the fan we've
got, but mabbe it'n do you some
good"
And Jennie slept that night in
room in the old farm house where
the, honey suekles shaded the win
dows, and a whipoorwill sang in the
moonlight among the branches Of
the giant locust tree'in front
=
"Why, aunt Polly, what a gay lit
tie scamstress you have got here"
George Hall had now grown to be
a handsome young man, and he was
mischievous as ever He was smok-
ing his cigar directly beneath the
window where the honeysuckles
grew, just as the sun was setting be-
hind the distant hills.
"Wall, yes, but George" /" said aunt
Polly, 'you hadn't oughter set there
talking to her, a keepin' her from
her work all the afternoon. an a
readin' poetry to her an sich."
"Why not, amt Polly? am sure
she is nice girl"
"She may be a nice gal, but
'Bat what, aunt PollyY'
"Why, she's only sewin' gal, and
you know you could get old Mar
tins darter Sally, any time you'd
mind to say the word, an then only
think old Martins going to give her
a thousand dollars, an their old
cream mare. an that spotted COW.
an let her live in that log house he
put up for Bin Stevens to live in on
the back side of the farm, when she
gets married"
"Poh, what do I care for thatr'
replied George, as he knocked the
ashes from his cigar. 81 say, aunt
Polly, your seamstress has got my
heart, and 1 am going to ask her to
marry me the vary first chance 1
get. Why one curl of her hair is
worth more than old Martins farm.
girl and ALL"
Aunt Polly tried to faint, but could
not. As soon as she could speak.
she cried: George Hall, you marry
a sewin' gal! you with all your eddi-
cation an eddication good enough
to be President! And marry a sew
in gal"
Aunt Polly, 1 shall marry beau
tiful young lady whose intellect is
far superior to mine, and whose
manners would grace the Court of
the King of England any time.
am not such an idiot as to care two
straws whether she sews for wages or
knits tatting to kiln time"
"She's a sweet gal, arter all, and I
don't believe but that she'd make a
good enough wife," said aunt Polly.
Well, the next day George put the
question boldly to the pretty seam
stress who cried a little, and blushed
a great deal, and answered softly
eyes" at last.
"But George" said Jennie, when
the matter was all settled. Il have
deceived you about two things"
"What are they% quickly demand
ed George as he pressed her closer to
him.
"AIy name is not Fanny Wilson;
my name is Jennie Wilbur, and I am
not a seamstress, as you supposed;
the part was anly assumed. / am 8
rich heiress now. One of my uneles
died, leaving me his sole heir to five
hundred thousand dollars, and you
did not know this so 1 am sure you
loved me Tor my own sake"
"Henor' said George, and you are
the same little Jennie that 1 used to
play with years ago?'
sYes, George" said the heiress
tlemurely.
And aunt Polly, when she learned
that George gained what half the
"exquisits" of New York had been
striving for, for the last six months,
came to the wise conclusion that old
Martins darter SAL with the old |
'eream mare and the Thousand dol /
lars, didn't come nowhars neaF.''
Jennie Wilbur had been woeed for
herself at last-wooed and won.