Smyrna times., 1875-08-18

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would be clear this evenin', eh, Samantha? ?
said Sam. On this account I'm really sorry
you are tew busy tew go. P'raps yod
better consider ont a spell.'
"Wal, don't know as there's anything
tew hinder her goin'," said the widow, as
her daughter made no reply. "Therell
be nothin' but the supper dishes tew wash,
an can dew them. Tell yer father that
I'll be glad tew see him, Sam. l remember
when he was as straight as an arrer, an his
hair as black an curly as your'n. Not but
what he's nice personable man, now.
What air you ggglin' fur, Samantha? Is
it anythin' strange fur the Squire, in his
lonely situation, tew call on q neighbor, an
old schoolmate? Pears tew me I'd try tew
| show some manners. A body would think
you was brung up in the woods. You
| h'aint told Sam whether you was goin' tew
singin' school. Yes, Sam, she'll CO. You'd
better come airly, as it's quite piece to
the school lus."
With another wink at Samantha. whose
cheeks were as red as the apples she was
pairing, Sam took himself off, whistling
merrily as he retraced his way across the
fields.
The widow resumed:
" wonder what the squire wants tew
see me so partic'ler bout, Samantha?
H'aint the least mea? Wal, all l know is
that he never was in no sich takin' afore
his wife died. rather guess that old maid
sister don't make things none tew comf-table
for him. She's dreadful poor house
keeper, so I've heered say. Fetch me a
clean cap out of the bureau drawer. Not
that; the one with the crimped border an
laylock ribbon. What are you gigglin at {?
Pears to you I'm .frin' up considerable. How
ridiculous you dew talk as tho didn't
want tew be clean. There's Sam comm
through the gate; don't keep him waitin'. =
GLOW ddew, Squire Skinner? walk in
an take cheer, by the stove, dew"
oval, don't care if do, widder; it's
a bitter cold night, good deal colder than
| calc'lated on when l started"
t "True enough, squire these are nights
| that middle-aged folks, like we be, find a
; warm corner by rousin' fire like this bet
' tern the jOlliest sleigh ridin that can be
t got up. Samantha she's gone to the
4 singin'-school with your Sam, so Tam all
; alone this evenin'. I'm proper glad that
t you happened in; them that's in our lonly
, sitivation orter be neighborly."
o 9 spose Sam told you my arrant ?" said
( the Squire.
0 "Wal yes, he sorter hinted-he did
r. Boys will be boys, you know, an Sam is a,
!. full of mischief as an egg is full of meat
t Try piece of mince-pie, Squire? ! didn'
;, eat much supper, SO | put one into thu
v oven tew warm. My poor dead-an' gon'
n husband used to say that nobody coulC
, beat me maxim mince-pies. Take piece
- dew
* " Thank'ee, wider, don't care if do
: I'm mighty glad youse so favorable to m
IS prOpersition. | told Sam that you wa
l. pertic'lar bout kcepin' everythin jest a
It twas in Mr.. Peabody's time, that I'm mos
of afeared you mightnt like it."
80 Dear me, squire how curi'us that yo
~ should have thought that, when you knov
e. how much | sllus sot by you ever since W
re used tew go to school together. The Lor
@. knows h'ain't been in no hurry fur an
Is. change, an if it had been any one but yo
e. that limited at such thing rd ha' shove
ye 'em tew the door in quick metre, an the
th wouldn't ha' been long in tallin' it neithe
ly Them that's had the partner had amt i
a no hurry tcw get another. Jon'than use
1u to speak of you often he thought thel
was nobody like Squire Skinner. An whe
w | see you in the cheer that he so often 81
no in, it rely seems as if twas him settii
NJ there.
he "Tm obleeged to you, widder, fur yoi
good opinion. But to return to bushes
id Mine is a leetle the lightest, but 'twouldn
hardly be noticed, an if so be we can stril
adj a bargain, there won't be a better match
ly. the hull township, III bet"
ht " Lawful sa<es, squire how you flust
,er body 1t is so sudding. But, the
no faint as though we hadn't knowcd ca,
les other ever sence VIC was kneehigh. w;
no, can't say as there would be a bett
Mt match, takin' it all in all, than Our'n wou
will be. An we amt obleeged tew wait or a
raj nobody, but can suit ourselves in marryi
ear So, if you're agreeable am"
ba Squire Skinner stared at the speaker
lin, blank amazement.
hat "Good gracious, Mrs. Peabody what
you tall<in on? | hain't said moth
.ter bout marryin'. was spcakin' bout sw
GIN PIN my bay horse fur your gray one. Y
ave, sec"
The widow Peabody arose to her fC
cast the very bows upon her cap assuming
self. belligerent aspect.
sent "Dew you mean to insult me, SOU
YOU Skinner?'
BY no manner o. means. Your g
Sam horse an mine is sich nice match as
size an color, so / thought"
was Dew you see that air door, sir?
mt I sooner you march out ont the better it
| r.