The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1877-02-08

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deal, but meyer fairly made up my
mind to try the new fashion until Mr.
Fitz Smith came up from the city to
board with me last summer.
He was dreadful stylish fellow,
and knowcd what was what about as
well as any other chap. He come up
for his health-he had the spine in his
neck. and a diffikilty in his diagram
that hurt him to breathe. But he had
an onendless appetite. and gold
trimmed eye-glass.
l didn't want to take him, but he
hung On SO that couldn't get rid Of
him. He sed if he died should have
something to think of, when my takin'
him might save his life; and then he
took out his handkerchief, sll scented
with sumthin dreadful sweet, and
blOwed his nose, and put it to his eyes
and that ere completely upset me.
And l told him he might come to once.
But told him he must be careful
about putting his feet into the bureau
drawers, and throwing his cigar
stumps under the bed, and he prom
ised rything 1 asked.
So l took him.
He was the incest little feller you
ever seed. He sed he didn't want
nothing to eat but bread and milk and
now and then some honey; but crea-
ton! I never seed his beat yet on
hearty vittles. 1t took me nearly half
the time to do the cooking for him.
But he sed it was the country air that
made him so hearty-it was SO brac-
Ing.
lie went TO flattering me about as
soon as he got here. He owned that
he thought was about twenty years
old, and wouldn't believe it when l
told him that Azariah was my own.
1t couldn't be, he sed it was onposai-
BILE.
He paid sight Of attention 70 me.
He'd sit on stool in the COW yard
while L was milking, and ask for a
drink of milk when l had got done;
but he was afeard of the cows as i
should be of real tiger; and if one
of them looked at him he'd climb the
fence quicker'n you could say scat.
One dav, he sez TO me, sez he,-
Mrs. Gilpin, why don't you wear
waterfall? You have such magnifi-
cent hair that I'm sure you'd be charm
ing in one. You haye just that classic
style of features W hich waterfall is
becoming to-"
"Dear sakes, Mr.. Fitz Smith, what
a flaiterer you be-
sNot at ALL" sez he. "My dear
madam, I'm in earnest. You'll be
perfectly splendid in it. Your own
mother wouldn't know you. am CO.
ing over to Qui1cy tomorrow, and
would be delighted to have you ride
with me-"
That decided me. My mind was
made up in minute. Half the gals
in the place was dying for Mr.. Fitz
Smith, and hero he was a-askiny me
to ride to Quincy with him.
OF course I'd wear waterfall if he
wanted me to. So sOt myself right
TO work to rig up one. took pair
Of black stockings aud rolled up with
= ball outside of pin-cushion, and
hen l tied handkerchief over the
whole. Then l cut off enuff of the old
black mares tail TO kiver the whole
;onsarp, and sewed it all together as
light as ever could. Then 1 tied it
onto my hair behind, and put net
over it, and bunch of pink ribbon Oh
he top of it. When I'd got it done it
was about the size of a four-quart jug,
md it stuck out amazing. l don't be-
ieve there was one like il afOre nor
since.
After Id looked at it a spell called
Mr.. Fitz Smith.
He put on his eyeglasses and exam
mated it, and it fairly took away his
breath.
"Splendid! superb y sez he. "Mrs,
Iilpin, it is work of art to be proud
,f."
The next afternoon rugged myself
Up the best l knowed how TO. fixed
ny waterfall, and stuck a few lark
purs into one side of it, along with
he pink ribbon.
l was dressed in my very best.
lad on my bran new poplin gownd,
.reen, with red stripe in it; and my
lat with a white feather onto it. A
lat is dreadful becoming to me, es-
,ecially with a waterfall.
MI Fitz Smith said l was charming
nd he should be proud TO be seen |
idipg with such handsome woman.
He had team from Jones' stable
me of the very richest in the place-a
White horse and a silver mounted har-
less, and just the incest little open
'sggy you ever soteyes onto.
Azariah he held the hoss while Mr..
7itz Smith helped me in, and then got
n himself, and we sot sail.
was in fiue spirits, and none felt
'etser.
Mr.. Fitz Smith was as lively as
ricket, and sed so many things to me
hat began 10 think he meant some
hing more than he'd ort to mean with
woman old enuff to be his ma. But
didn't try TO stop him; but thought
ID let him go Oh and see what he
would say.
We rid like the wind. The road
vas good-thc hOss a fast one, and all
vent merry as married belle, to
luote the words of the poet. just as
We cot To Quincy vilinUp I heard a