The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1877-03-08

/ usual, Tor Sarah Jane was nrst-ratt
company; and thought he would like
( Abe, too, though he had never me-
either OF 'em before. But Cuthbert had
gone to the city on business, and SAID
he would not be likely to get back be
fore next day; and so, to amuse the
folks, started the idea of having s
candy-pulling. They were in the hu.
NOR of it, and SO we had fun, / tell you
Abe was up to all sorts of capers, and
could pull candy equal to any one. My
hair wasn't this color then; some folks
called it golden, but l reckon it was g
sort Of yellow, that looked well enoug b
when it was fixed up with blue ribbons.
Well, Abe he pulled, and pulled till be
I got an matched my hair, and then he
twisted it up into curl, and vowed he
was going to hang it on to my head.
declared he shouldn't, and ran away.
but he chased me clear out on the front
porch, where it was bright moonlight,
and we had kind of tussle, in which
came or best, for 1 stuck up his tow
hair so that he-had, to wash it in hot
water, to keep it from standing out
in horns. While we we're laughing and
struggling, l heard the gate click, and
when Hooked up, after awhile, it clicked
again, and some one went out. If 1
hadn't known Cuthbert was out of town,
| should have said it was him / saw
walking off, but, as he had gone to the
city, concluded was mistaken. Next
day, found out different. l had seen
Sarah Jane and Abe off, and was going
on an errand to the store, when met
Cuthbert, and he passed me, scowling
Just as if I was his bitterest enemy. l
was so astonished that just stood still
and looked thunderstruck. He turned,
looked back at me, and finally retraced
his steps.
"I have no right to address young
lady who has promptly secured new
lover in my absenceI' says he, in the
loftiest manner, while his face became
a blazing scarlet and his eyes almost
glared.
"'Are you addressing me in that
way, sirP" says; for had a spirit of
my own, and he knew it. <e.-a
"'Yes. / am abiding to the gentle
man you were so familiar with, last
evening, that you arranged his hair for
him on your front porch
"For a moment l stared at him, and
then l took to roaring and laughing,
for it really seemed too good fun.
"'You're jealous again, Cuthbert, ;
says /; and this time it is of Abe
Brown, who won't be IA years old for a
month or two!'
Somehow, this thing got out, and
Cuthbert was plagued about it a good
deal. The Browns stopped on their
way back from Norwood, and when
Cuthbert saw what a baby-faced chap
his rival was, he felt awful silly, though
we had made it all up by that time, on
his solemn promise never to be jealous
again"
Aunt Jemima heaved a deep sigh.
"I suppose it was his nature" she
continued. "The leopard's spots and
the Ethiopian s SKIN are hard to
change, and SO was his jealousy. He'd
been just as good as pie, never finding
fault with me about CHANGING at any one
else, or taking me to task for speaking
to any of the beaux, for nearly month,
when one day Rejoicing Peters, an old
maid, who made dresses for most of the
families in our place, and who was fat,
clumsy, queer-looking old soul, came
to our house to do up weeks sewing.
She was dreadfully lively critter, con-
sidering her age and figure, and we
used to have good deal of rollicking
when she was round. Mother was al
ways ready to laugh at Rejoicing's
capers, and never minded how much
she cut up in the evening, after sewing
hours were over. One night father was
away, and Rejoicing says to me:
"'Mima, I've mind to dress up in
the Deacon's clothes, and pretend to
your mother that I'm stranger, come
over from Bungtown on particular bust
ness, and see if she asks me to stay all
night =
"'Go ahead says I. 'I'm in for
any fun
Sand so was, little thinking how it
would turn out for me.
81 wish you could have seen Rejoice
ing Peters in my fathers Sunday suit!
He was rather shsrt and middling
stout man, but Rejoicing looked like
waddling old lubber in his clothes.
She came to the front door, and, would
you believe ftp mother never knew her,
but took her tale for Gospel truth, and
invited her in, and asked her to stop
all night. She called me down to en-
terrain her, while she went to fix some
supper and see that the spare room was
in order. ..-s- r-- .
"'This is Brother Shocks, of Bung
town, friend of your fathers, Mime,
she says. TRY and make him welcome
while see to things
al was looking for Cuthbert every
minute, and thought to myself how
he'd laugh to see Rejoicing's figure,
when into the room he walks and makes
q low bow to her, never suspecting that
she was dressed up. was just going
to laugh and tell him, when that mis-
chievous old maid ups and makes him
a bow in return, and says she:
"'Since Miss Jemima doesn't seem
to want to introduce me, III do it my
self. Your servant, sir, Isaac Shocks,
of Bungtown, deacon and store-keep-
er, and a great admirer of this young
lady here, who l hope to win for my
BRIDE rE~a I F-
"With that she pumps herself down
beside me, puts one of her short fat