Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1877-12-27
ewhat prints will you look att" says

he, meanin' to put on me.
Says L, ''I.don't want to look ut no
Prince" says L, Il had ruthcr see n
free born American citizen than all the
foreign princes you can bring out l
said this in a noble lofty tone; but after
minutes thought l went on
"Though if you have got quantity
of Princes here, had as lives see one
of Victory's boys as any of EN-"
waited a minute, but he didn' make
no move towards showin me amy
Prince. But, says he:
What kind of calico do you want TO
look at?n
thought he comes off awful sudden
from Princes to calico, but didn't say
nothin' But told him Il would like
to look at chocolate colored ground
work, with a set flower on it"
''Shan't / show you Dolly Varden?'
says he.
see plainly that he was a-tryin' to
impose on me, talkin' about Princes
and Dolly Warden, and says with Dig
nifty:
IF / want to make Miss Varden's
acquaintance cap, without askin' you
I TO introduce me-"
His face was jest as red as blood
But he tried to turn it off with laugh.
Says l, with searchiR'' ,ook, Young
man, If was in your place, l would
drop Dolly Varden's acquaintance.
Says /, III advise you for your own
good, jest as would Thomas jefferson.
"Who is Thomas Jefferson" says
he.
Says I, in cautious tone, ''IIe Is
Josiah Aliens child by his first wife,
and the own brother of Tirzah Ann
l then laid my hand on a piece of
chocolate ground calico, and says /,
This suits me pretty well, but have
have my doubts says 1 examining it
closer through my specks, l mistrust
it will fade some. What is your
opinion?" says L, speak;n' to an elegant
ly dressed woman by my side, who
stood there with her rich silk dress
a trailin' down on the floor. "Do you
suppose this calico will wash ma amp
/ was so busy a-rubbin' the calico to
see If it was firm cloth, that | never
looked up in her face at all. But when
asked her for the third time and she
didn't speak, looked up in her face.
and haint come so near faintin' sence
l was united TO Josiah Allen.
That U0nldn's head ,cds oft
The clerk see that was overcome by
somethin', and says he, "what Is the
matter?"
couldn't speak, but pintedmy fore
finger stiddy az that murdered woman.
| guess had pinted at her pretty nigh
half minute, when 1 found breath,
and says /, slowly turning that extended
finger at him. in so burnin' indignant a
way, that if it had been spear he
would have hung dead on it.
That's pretty doin's in Christian
countryyn
Ills face turned red as blood again,
he was so mortified. And he murmured
somethin' about her bein' dumb, or a
dummy" or somethin'-but l inter-
rupted him-aiid says 1:
II guess YOU would be dumb your
self if your head was cut off, says 1 in
awful sarcastic tones, 1T would be
pretty apt to make anybody dumb"
Then he explained it to me. That it
was a wooden igger to hang dresses
and mantilIys on. And 1 cooled down
and told him / would take yard and
three quarters of the calico, enough for
sn honorable apron.
give that clerk then a piece of my
mind. / asked him how many aprons
he supposed Tirzah Ann and / stood in
need Of? ] asked him if he supposed
we was entirely destitute of aprons?
And / asked him in an awful sarcastic
tone, If he had an idee that Josiah
and Thomas Jefferson wore aprons.
Says anybody would think you did, y
says 1 turnin' away awful dignified,
"When come again will come whe.,
Alexander is in the store himself"
/ joined Betsy by the door, and says
/, LESS go on to once"
"But," says she to me In a low, mys-
terious voice: Josiah Aliens wife, do
you suppose they would want to let me
have straw-colored silk dress, and
take their pay in poetry"
Says /, "for the lands sake, Betsy,
don't try to sell any poetry here. 1 am
wore out. IL they won't take any
socks and mittens, or good butter and
eggs, / know they won't take poetry.
She argued spell with me, but ]
stood firm, for 1 wouldn't let her de-
mean herself for nothing. And finally
got her tn go on
Keep to your calling; let no man in