Huntington advertiser. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1874-1921, 1875-09-09
Miscellaneous.
strong Minded Government.

"Is Mr.. Cuts in? asked a gentle
man who, having knocked at the
door, was saluted by woman from
an upper window with, "Well, whats
wanting now"
eyes, he's in, or about somwhert
| suppose" she replied, "but I'm Mr.
Cults when any business is to bt
done. He's Mr.. Cults eating, drink
ing and sleeping sometimes"
"Well, my good woman" said the
gentleman, / think he'll be Mr..
Cults for my business, too. l wish
to see him."
"What do you want of him.
asked the shrew, thrusting her head
still further out of the window.
"To do something for me. But
must see him myself" was the reply.
"Is it real business, tor pay, OF
only a favor you want? | can LET
your horse have a peck of oats, or
can direct you to the -Four Corners,
or | can-why | can do anything fol
you that he could, and great dea'
more, | take the money and write
out receipts and pay the men, and
trade off the produce? I'm as good
a Judge of stock as he is, and | can't
be beat on horse flesh "
But said the gentleman, solemn
". "yoa can't take his place now.
Find him for me at cnce.
The shrew was baffied. "Look q
here, mister" she continued, may be
YOU don't know the circumstances OF
the case. This ere farm is mine, and
it was my fathers afore me; and
Cuts he haint no more claim to II
than that hen down there has! And
besides, I'm seven years older than
what he is, and foot higher, and !
weigh twenty-five pound. more
What's your business on my place II
| may make so bold"
ITO ate and talk with your hus
band" replied the gentleman, getting
out of his chase and hitching his
horse to a post, as if he meant to stay
until he did see him."
BE you doctor? Cause there
amt living thing the matter with
Mr.. Cults. He's the wellest man in
town, and so he l." said this "womar
for the times"
No, my good woman, I'm not Q
doctor. Do you think your husband
will be in soon? Send that boy tt
find him said the stranger.
The boy looked up in his mothers
face but he knew his own interests
too we'll to start without orders.
Then You're minister. | suppose
by your black coat. | may as wei
tell You, and save your time, thai
we don't 90 to meetin,' and dom
want to. 1t amt no use to leave ne
tracts or nothing, for I've got a bic
dairy, and amt no time to idle away
reading and keep him at it so ear
ly and so late, that when he's done
work he is glad to go to bed and rest !
IL am no minister, madam; wish
I was, though, for your sake. Send
for your husband; | cannot wai,
much longer, l must see him at once.
The boy started to his feet again
and looked in his mothers eye; but
it gave no marching orders.
"Look q here, mister" now appear
ing at the door, and looking de6antly
at him, you're school master a hunt
ing up a district school, and you
think he's committee man; but he
amt this year"
81 never taught school and never
mean to" said the stranger.
"Ma'am Cuts" as her neighbor
called her, dropped her hands at heI
sides and heaved groan. She had
found man she could not manage.
"See here, now, mister, I'm one Of
them that can't be deceived! ! l can
read a body right through, and ]
knew what you was the blessed min,
ute l clapped eyes on you! | can tell
by your everlasting arguing that you
are lawyer. We haint got no quar-
rels, don't want no deeds drawed, MOI
will made; so if you are huntin' a
job out of my husband, you may as
we'll onhitch your horse and drive on.
We know enough to make a little
money. and know enough to hold
on to it."
my good woman, you entirely
misunderstood my errand. | can tel
no person but himself what it is, and
I must tell him in confidence alone.
If he chooses he may break it to you
in the best way he can
30, my goodness saks alive! Broth
er Lifts blowed up in a Mississippi
boat. l bet. o, Ia me, the poor fel
low! He left me something, didn'
he?'