The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1874-07-31

Bobbet got her wild turnip, / made
some excuse to send her on ahead, and
then Josiah told me.
1t seems he had set down on that bot
tie of raspberry jell. That blue stripe
on the side wasn't hardly finished, as
said, and / hadn't fastened my thread
properly, so when he got to pullin' at
EN- to try to wipe off the jell, the
thread started, and bein' sewed on a
machine, that seam jest ripped right
open from top to bottom. That was
what he had walked off sideways to-
ward the woods for. Josiah Aliens
wife hain't one to desert a companion in
distress. pinned 'em up as we'll as
could, and didn'tsay word to hurt his
feelin's, only L jest said this to him, as
/ was fxin' EN-. / fastened my gray
eye firmly and almost sternly onto him,
and says ], "Josiah Allen, is this pleas
ure ?" says /, You was determined
to come"
Throw that in my face again, will
you? What if l wuz? There goes a
pin into my leg. 1 should think had
suffered enough, without your stabbin'
of me with pins"
Wall, then, stand still, and not be
caperin' round so ?"
"Wall, don't be so agravatin, then. "
fixed 'em as well as L could but they
looked pretty bad, and then they were
all covered with jell, too. What to do
l didn't know. But finally told him /
would put my shawl onto him. So /
doubled it up corner ways, as big as /
could, SO it almost touched the ground
behind, and he walked back to the ia
bic with me. [ told him it was best to
tell the company all about it, but he
jest put his foot down that he wouldn't,
and told him if he wouldn't that he
must make his own excuses to the COM
pany, about wearin the shawl. SO he
told 'em that he always loved to wear
summer shawls, he thought it made a
man look so dressy."
But he looked as if he would sink,
all the time he was sayin it. They all
looked dretful curious at him, and he
looked as meachln' as if he had stole q
sheep, and he never took minute s
comfort, nor nuther. He was sick all
the way back to the shore, and so was L.
And jest as we got into our wagons and
started for home, the rain begun to
pour down. The wind turned our old
umberell inside out in no time my
lawn dress was most spite before, and
now give up my bunnet. And l says
TO Josiah:
"This bunnet and dress are spite
Josiah Allen, and L shall have to buy
some new ones.
"Wall ! wall who said you Wouldn't
he snapped out.
But it wore on him. Oh, how the
rain poured down. Josiah, havin' moth
in but his handkerchief on his head
felt it more than 1 did had took a
apron to put on gettin dinner, and
tried to make him let me pin it onto
his head. But says he, firmly:
" / hain't proud and naughty, Saman
tina, but do feel above ridin' out with
n pink apron on for hat. "
"Wall, then, said |, get as wet as
sop if you had ruther."
i didn't say no more, but there we
Just set and suffered. The rain poured
down, the wind howled at us, the ole
mare went slow, the rheumatic LAID
holt of both of us, and the thought OF
the new bunnet and dress was wearin
on Josiah, knew.
There wasn't house for the frst
seven miles, and after we got there,
thought we wouldn't go in, for we ha6
got to get home to milk anyway, anG
we was both as wet as we could be
After had beset him about the apron
we didn't say hardly word for as mucl
as thirteen miles or so; but I did speal
once, as he leaned forward with tn,
rain drippin' often his bandanna hand
kerchief onto his white pantaloons.
says to him in stern tone
Is this pleasure, Josiah Allen !"
He gave the old mare awful cut
and says he, ed like to know wha
you want to be so aggravatin' for p
/ didn't multiply any more words
with him, only as we drove up to oul
doorstep, and he helped me out into {
mud puddle, / says 60 him
"Mebby you'll hear me another time
Josiah Allen"
And I'll bet he will. 1 hain't afrait
to bet a ten-cent bill that that MAJ
won't never open his mouth to me agar
about PLEASURE ExERTIoN.-Peter
sons Magazine.