The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1873-09-05
SHELLING PEAS.


No, Tom, you NAV banter as much you please,
But it's all the result Of the shelln these peas;
Why, hadn't the slightest idea, do you know,
SO serious a matter would out of it grow.
tell you what, Tom, do feel kind o. scared
dreamed il, hoped It, out never once dared
To breathe it to her And, besides, must say,
So felt kind o. stuffy and proud. and took care
To be out o. the way when that fellow was there
A dangn' around for, thinks /, if it's him
That Kate likes best, what's the use lookin' grim
At Kitty jim; for it's all up with me,
And I'd better jest let EN- alone, do you see?
But you wouldn't have thought 1t don't think she
keered
The snap Of a pea-pod for Jim's bushy beard.
Well, here's how il I taking some berries
Across near her garden to leave at Aunt Mary's,
When jest a. / come to the old ellum tree,
All alone in the shade, that June mornin', was she
SheIlin' peas, setting there on garden settee.
/ swan, she's handsOmer'n ever I've seen
Like a all alone in moss-wOrk o. green.
Well there wasn't no use; says I, I'll Jest linger
And gaze at her here, hid behind syrings.
But she heard me a movin' and looked bit fright
ened;
So come and stood near her. fancied she bright
ened
And seemed sort o. pleased. So I hoped she was
And would she allow me to help her to SHELF
For she sat with s mOnstrous bid dish full Of peas
Jest fresh from the vines, which she held on her
''AIay help you, Miss Katy?" says I. "As you
Mr.. Baxter, saws she But you're busy, guess"
Gancin' down at my berries and then at her dress,
'Not the least There's hurry. It amt very late
So sot down beside her, an g nobody seen us,
/ lest took the dish and held it between us,
And l thought TO myself must make an endeavor
To know which she likes, Jim or me, now or never!
But couldn't say nothin. We sot there and held
That green pile between us. She shelled and
shelled,
And pop went the pods and couldn't help think
OF popping the question. kind of a sinkin'
Come over my sperrits, till at last I got out:
''Mr. wray's an admirer Of yours. I've no doubt
You see him quite often" eyes, sometimes, but
And what if did," 90, nothin'," saysI.
/" Some folks say you're going to marry him,
''who says so ?" says she; and she aared up like
When You throw in a match. ''wel, folks that I
''Taint true, sir" says she; and she snapped big
Dd-
TIL tn peas, right and left, few all over the sod.
Then looked in her eyes, but she only looked
with blush that she tried TO drive of with frovn
Then its somebody else you like better" says l.
No it aint, though. says she; and thought she
leu tried to say somethin'; it stuck in my throat
and al my idees were upset or afiOat.
But said knew somebody'd loved her so long,
Though he never had told her, with feelin's so
He was ready to Gle at her feet, if she chosed,
Il she only could love him hardly supposed
That she cared for him much, though, And 50,
FIR I Thought that Isaw how the matter would go,
Lad taken her hand, and my around
..r waist ere I knew il, and she with her head
Ou my shoulder. But no; 1 won't tell what she
said.
The bids sang above US: our secret was theirs;
The leaves whispered soft in the wandering airs,
7 rrli You, the world was a new world to me;
can talk Of these things like a book now, you see.
But the peas7 All the peas az the pods
Rather bigger than those thst We sheIled, you may
guess.
L risky to set with girl, shellln' peas;
Ia may tease now, Tom, as much as you
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