Richland beacon., 1873-09-06
SUELLING PEAS.
4 PASTOEAL-BY g. l.. CRASCH,

APAsToEAI-BY g. 4. CRASCH.
No, Tom, yon may banter much as you please,
But it's all the result IF the sheIlin' these peas;
Why, hadn't the slightest idea. do you know,
SO serious a matter wouid out of II grow.
tell you what Tom. de- feel kind o. scared!
dreamed 4, I hoped 1T. but never once dared
To breathe It I" h"-. And, besides, must say,
always half-farciefl she fancied Jim wray.
So felt kind - suify and proud. and took care
To be ont - the way when that fellow WAS there
danglin around; for, thinks ]. if it's HIM
That Kate likes best what's the use lookn' grim
At Kitty or jim: for it's all up with me,
Aud I'd better jest let em alone do you see?
Bat you wouldn't have thought it don't think sh'
Ee..rci
The snap of a pea-pod for Jirn's bushy beard.
Well, here's how it was: I taking some berrie,
Across near her garden to leave AT Aunt Maryt,
When lest as | come to the old ellum tree,
All alone in the shade that June mornin' was she
Shellin' peas, setting there on a garden settee.
swan, shes Landowner ever I've seen
Like a rose all atone in rnoss-work % green.
Well there wasn't use says l. III Jest lingel
Aud gaze at her here. hid behind syringa.
But she heard me a noNin' and looked bit fright
ened;
81 come aud stood near her. fancied she bright
ened
And seemed sort q pleased. So | hoped she was
well.
And would she allow me to help her to shell?
For she sat with monstrous bid dish full Of peas
Jest fresh from the vines, which she held on her
MAY help you, Miss Katy:" says I. AS you
please,
Mr. Baxter SAYS she "But you're busy, I guess
G!au"in' down at my berries and then at her dress,
"Nt the least. There's no hurry. 1t Amt very late,
And I'd rather stay here, and Aunt Mary wait.
So sot down beside her, an 5 nobody seen us,
Jest took the dish and held it between us,
And thought to myself must make an endeavor
To know which she likes Jim me, now never !,
But couldn't say nothin'. We sot there and held
sheil-d,
And pop went the pods; and l couldn't help think
in
OF popping the question A kind If sinkin'
Come over my sperrits, till ut last l got out:
Mr.. Wray's an adn.irer of yours. I've no doubt
You see hun quite often.' "ies, sometimes, but
And what if i did" 80, nothin'," saysI
/" some folks say you're going to marry him.
though"
"who says po?" says she; and she aared up like
when you throw in match. "well, folks that
know"
"raint true, SIR" says she; and she snapped big
Till the peas right and left flew all over the sod
Then looked III her eyes, bat she on.y looked
down
With blush tina. 40 tried to drive o~ with fr,wn
' Then 1t somebody el-e yoI Ike BETTER" says |.
e No At aim, ti"dsA says she; and thought she
wnLd cry.
Then tried 60 saw sornethin': it stuckin NV throat
And all my idees were upset or afuat.
But said knew srneDodyh loved her so long,
Though he pcver had told her, with feelln's so
strongl
lie was ready to cc at her feet if she chosed,
II she only o.ud love him hardly supposed
That she cared for him much, though. Aud So,
Tom, and so:
For thaugls that saw how the matter would go,
With my heart all ajumpn with rapture found
i had taken ler hand, and my arm around
Her waist ere knew it, and she with her head
On INV shoulder. But no; I won't tell what she
The BIRDS sai'g above us: secret was theirs;
The leaves whispered soft III the wandering airs,