The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1874-03-13

course he wore his Sunday ones to GO
to town,-he hars sonethin' hit agin the
wall, an he thought to hisself I'll
see what that ar is. Mebby Mah'sr IS
done left a penny in his pocket. Oh,
golly! won't 1 buy a bun !! An he put
his hand in the pocket, an what do goa
s'pOse he tOuado
"THE CELLAR KEY -"
Sarah, looking wildly at her listeners,
said these thrilling words in An awful
whisper, with a roll of the eyes, and q
dropping of the jaw, that made it still
more horrible.
"sOh, Lori here's the keyp said
Sam to hisself what s-h-a IL I do 2
An then he thought awhile. But sakes
chillen, pears like the Debil is al'us
waitin' fur chances, an so he popped
into Sans head to jes go an look at the
good things. L won't touch airy bit,'
said Sam, 'fur Ole Mah'sr'd find out if
one apple stems gone,-but I'll look
That was the fust wrong step, chillen.
Ye know how hard it is to d~efrain, if We
look at the things We oughten ter.
Well, this yer %onreverent nigga c-r-e-p-t
down stairs an unlocked the do, an
p-e-e-p-e-d in-trem'lin', fit to drop.
He more spected to see Ole Mah'sr be-
hind a bari. But it was as still as
the grave, 80 he c-r-e-p-t in. There
hung the long rows O hams,-so
juicy an sweet ; and Sam went up an
thought to hisself, Now, I'll jes smell
of one So he smelled of it, an it was
SO nice seems like he couldn't help jes
touch it with his finger nm clap his
finger in his mouf, an then he did it
agin. Ye know, chillen, how the ole
Debil STAINS side o We an helps We on.
After Sam had tasted onct or twice, he
seen a t-e-e-n-y bit of ham, way off in
fur corner, an he said to hisself, 4
don't b'lieve Ole Mah'sr II ever miss
that or one,-'taint much count no
way An, chillen, he was that hungry
he couldn't help it, I do blieve. He
snatched that ham, an eat an eat till
he couldn't stuff another moufful, an
he hid the rest behind q bari. Then he
went on an went on till he come to the
apples-bins an bins o beautiful
red apples! And he smelt of 'em, an
then he eat an eat an eattill he couldn't
stuff another mouilul. Then he went
on an went on till he came to the shelf
O sweetmeats, an he looked at 'em an
smelt O. EN-, and finally he snatched a
jar, tore off the cover, an eat an eat an
eat till he couldn't stuff another mouf-
full.
AN then he couldn't eat any more,
sure huff, an he. went out an locked
thedo'. Buthe never had so mucht to eatin
his life, an pears like he was stuffed so
full he sort o lost his reasons. He
went out an laid down on q bench in the
sun, an he said to hisself, 'Lor'! amt
it nice to have huff to eat fur onct +;
there's poor Jim, l don't s'pose he ever
had nuff in his life An then a w-e-r-y
wicked idea come into his head. So,
byem by he got up an went owe to
Jim's-he lived next do'-an' he tole
him to fotch Sally. Sally was a house
gal, n likely wench, an Sam liked her.
An then he went to Toms and tole him
to come too /; and finally, chillen, he
'vited quite a spectacle company.
Then he went home, an he went into
the woodshed an fetched in big sticks
o wood, and he made up a NOSE won
erful fire, an swept out the big kitchen
clean an nice, tho he wasn't extra neat
now, Sam wasn't. Bout ten o'clock
his company gan to come, the ladies'
all dressed up fine in some of their
Missis' things-low neck an short
an ribbins an white gloves.
o, go way! yer don't see no SIGH
up har An the gemmen Lor',
if We could see the fine long
tailed blue coats, with buttons shinin'
like marygolds, ye'd laff fit to split y'r
carter the company was all there,
talked a little bout the weather an
SIGH topics O. conversation, he axed 'em,