The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1874-07-17

Sam was wagon maker by profession,
owned fiourishing shop, and several hum
dred acres of land, that secured to him
the reputation of independence. For the
rest he was boisterous blade, good rider,
a crack shot with rifle, and an accom-
piished fiddler. Bold to the confines of
1mpudence, he was favorite of the fair :;
| with a heart as big as his foot, and fist
like sledge hammer, he was the acknow-
lodged cock of the walk, and preux cheva-
Her OF the pine hill country.
MIR. Bates met Sally Jones for the first
time at a quilting, and in sixty seconds af-
| ter sight he had determined to court her.
lie sat beside her as she stitched, and
even had the audacity to squeeze her hand
under tho quilt Truth is mighty and
must be told.
Although Sally did not resent the i'm
pertinence by stick with her needle, she
was not half so indignant as she ought to
have been. dare not say she was pleased,
but perhaps l should not be far from the
truth if did. 1t is undeniable that the
more gentle and modest a woman is, the
more she admires courage and boldness in
the other sex.
Sally blushed every time her eyes met
those of her new beau, and that was as Of
ten as she looked up.
As for Sam, the longer he gazed the
deeper he sunk into the mire of love, and
by the end of the evening his heart and
his confidence were both completely over
whelmed,
AS he undertook to see Sally home, he
felt nunbness in his joints that was en-
tirely new to him, and when he tried to
make known his sentiments as he had pre-
viously determined, he found his heart so
swelled up that it closed his throat, and
he couldn't utter word
"What darned cussed sneak l was -
groaned Sam, as he turned that night on
his sleepless pillow. ''What's come over
me that 1 can't speak my mind to that
pretty gal without chokin' o, Lord but
she is too pretty to live on this airth. Well,
| Im go:n' to church with her tomorrow ::
and if l don't fix matters afore get back,
| then darn me -
1t is probable San. Bates had never
hearkened to story of ''Rasselas, PGnce
of Abyssinnia,' or he would have been
less credulous while thus listening to the
whispers of fancy, and less ready to take
it for granted that ''the deficiencies of the
day would be supplied by the morrow"
Tomorrow came, and in due time Mr..
| Bates tricked off in bran new suit of
| Jews clothes, was his way to meeting
with the beautiful Sally. His horse be-
| decked with new fair leather bride, and
a new saddle with stiIrups, looked as gay
as his master
AS they rode up to the meeting house
! door, Sam could not forbear casting tri
umphamt glance the crowd of Sally's
adoTers who stood around filed with NOR
tification aud envy at his successful auda-
city.
Sally's face was roseate with pleasure
and bashfulness.
stop minute now, Miss Sally; I'll jist
git down and lift you off"
Sam essayed to disnount, but in so doing
found that both feet were hopelessly fast
in the stirrups. His face swelled and red
deneG up like Il turkey gobbler's. In vain
he twisted and kicked the crowd was ex-
pectant Sally was waiting.
Gosh darn the stirrups - exclaimed
| Sam, endeavoring to break the feathers
with his desperate kicks.
At this unwonted exclamation, Sally
looked up and saw her beau's predica-
ment.
The bystanders began to snicker. Sally
was grieved and indignant.
Bouncing out of her saddle, in twink
ling she handed her entrapped escort a
stone.
ssHere, Sammy chuck your feet out with
this p
ooh, Sally Jones, into what an error did
your kind heart betray, to offer this un-
timely civility in the presence of the IS
sembled country-admirers, rivals and all
Sam took the stone and struck the fran
tic blow at the pernicious stirrup, but mis-
sing his aim, it fell with crushing force
upon a soft corn that had come from wear
ing tight boots.
/ ssWhoa, darn We ?'' cried he losing al
, control of himself, and threatening t.
beat the horses brains out with the stone
+ "Don't strike the critter, Sammy )
said old Jones you'll gin him the pol
evil But jist let me ungairth the saddle
and we'll git you loose in no time.
In short, the saddle was unbuckled, ant
Sam dismounted with his feet IN the stir
, rups, looking like criminal in foot hob
= bes.
With some labor he pulled off his boots
squeezed them out of the stirrups, an
f then pulled them on again.
/ The tender Sally stood by all the time
0 manifesting the kindest concern; an
d when he was finally extricated, she too
his arm and walked with him into churcl
n But this uniucky adventure was tc
l. much for Sam; he sneakcd out of IL
n meeting during the first prayer, drew q
boots and rode home i'll his stockings.
v From that time Sam Bates disappeare
d from society. Literally and metaphysics