The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1877-10-11

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on hand where she was, upon all oc-
casions. | couldn't eat, nor sloep, nor
work, and if the thing had held on,
wouldn't have had sense enough left
to skin rabbit. But I was detor-
mined it shouldn't last long, for I had
been fooled 80 often by women that I
thought / wouldn't give her time to
think of anything but me. She ap-
peared to take to me right sharply,
and the doctor seemed inclined to mix
in with me, but / didn't consider him
no more than q brush fence. for
was so far gone I thought she could
see nobody on earth but me. Well,
Squire, things went on so for bout
a month, and one Sunday l screwd
up my spunk and put tbs question to
her. She sorter laughed and sorter
looked one sided, and finally told me
she couldn't give me an answer iuet
then, but if I'd call at her house next
Thursday evening she'd give me
final answer. Thinks l yon arc mine
just as sure as there's q fiddler be-
low. Whenever woman takes time
to study she'll say yes. Squire, don't
the poets say something about the
calculation of men going crooked?'
"Mice and men," Burns says" l
answered.
"Well mice and rats is all one, and
80 is men and fools sometimes, as l
have found out in my travels. I was
80 sure she would have me I went off
and spent all my money for fine
clothes, thinking I would have them
ready for the wedding-and I didl
Contonnd that widow! I Say! Con-
found all widows! Thursday evcn-
ing came at last, though it was q
long timo about it, and oycrI went
dressed into fits, and feeling Us big
as Josh Raynor did when he WAS
elected coroner. / got there about
dark, and found a right smart crowd
collected, which was not ON the bills,
but l felt rs big and as good as the
rest of 'em. So / marched in like q
blind mulo into a potato patch, and
took a scat by the fire. | didn't See
anything of the widow, but l kept
looking for her to come in and send
for me, and passed away the time BY
cussing the crowd to myself, thinking
they had no business there, and
would not get to talk to my woman
bit. Presently the door opened and
in walked Polly and that long-legged
Doctor, and whole team of boys
and girls fixed up savagely, tell
you. I looked around for fiddler,
thinking they wero going to have
ball, but wondered what they kept
so still for, and was about proposing
reel, when up gets little preacher
and before you could swallow live
oyster, he had Polly and the Doctor
married faster than a Mexican greas
CT could tie BULLS horns. was 30
completely hummuxed that sat
there with my mouth open like was
going to swallow the whole crowd,
and my eyes looked like billiard balls
till the ceremony was over, wlen |
jumped up and beloved:
II forbid the concern from being
constitutedw
"You are little too late, my friend
said the preacher, and they all com
menced laughing like they had
econ something funny.
"I'Il be squizzled if don't bo soon
enough for somebody yot,' says l, "for
I was mad Squire, and no mistake in
tho ticket. I could have cat that
Doctor quickor'n hungry dog could
swallow a squirrel skin, if [ could have
had fair chance at him. 1t was too
bad after had fixed up to marry her
myself, for hor to walk right out be-
foro my eyes and marry that great
| hahoOn"