The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1878-02-15
The Widder Doodle as Comforter.

Nancy Cypher is dead. Yes, Sole
men has lost his wife with the typus.
She was likely woman, had swelled |
neck, but that wasn't nothin' ag'inst /
her; never laid it up ag'inst her for a
moment.
I told Thomas jefferson, when he
brought me the news, that l wished "he |
and / was as likely a woman as she
wasn for it come sudden unto me, and /
/ wanted TO praise her up. And, says II
still more warmly, "If the hull world
was as likely woman as she was there
wouldn't be so much cuttin' up ana
actin as there is now. Aud" says l.
Thomas jefferson, il stands US on hand
TO be prepared"
But. sometimes, get almost discour-
aged with that boy. / can't solemnize
him down, and get him to take real
izin1 sense Of things. But he has good
deaIoftime, a light and trifiin' demeanor,
and his mind don't seem so sound and
stabbed as / could wish il to be.
I don't spose anybody would believe
me, but the very day after that boy told
me Of Nancy Cypher's death, that boy
began 10 poke his Aunt Doodle about
the relict.
1 told him I never see nothin', in my
hull life, so wicked and awful, and !
asked him, where he s'posed "he'd go
to2D
He was fxin' on a paper collier, to
the lOokin' glass, and he says, in a kind
Of a cherk, genteel way, and with po-
lite tone:
"I s'pose I shall go to the weddin'."
You might jist as well eXhOrt the
winds TO stop blowin', when it is out on
a regular spree, as to stop him when be
gets to behavin'. But 1 guess he got
the worst of the affair. / guess his
Aunt Doodle skeert him, she took on
so when he sejested the idea of her
marryin' to another man.
She bust right out cryin,' took her
handkerchief out, and rubbed both her
eyes with both hands, her elbows stand
in out most straight. She took on
awful
"Oh, Doodlei Doodler' says she.
"What if you had lived to hear your
relict laughed at about marryin' to an
other man. Oh I can't bear il, / can't.
Oh when ] think of that dear man,
how he worshiped the ground walked
on, and the neighbors said he did, they
said he thought more of the ground
than he did Of me; but he didn't, he
wOrshiped US both; and what his feel
ings would be if he lived to hear hi:
wilder laughed at about another man.
She sobbed like an infant babe, and
came to the buttery door, was maxim
some cherry pies and fruit cake, and
came to the door, with my nutmeg
crater in my hand, and winked a
Thomas not to say another word L
hurt her feelin's. / winked two or thre,
times at him, real severe winks. AnC
he took up one of his law books anC
went to readin', and l went back to my
cake. But I KEEP one eye out at her
not KNOWN what trouble of mind nigh
lead her into. She KEEP her handker
ehff Ovar her eyes and rrOa nod had fo
nearly nine minutes, l should judge
And then she spoke out from under IL
"Do you call SOlemen Cypher gooC
lookin', Tommy ?"
"Oh from fair to middlin'," says
Thomas J.
And then she bust out again. "Oh
when / think what a linement Mr.
Doodle had on him, how can I think Ol
any other man I can't ! can'tw
And she groaned out the loudest she
had yet. And Thomas J., feelin' sorry,
] guess, for what he had done, got up
and said, "He guessed he'd 90 out tC
the barn and help his father a spell.n
Josiah was putin some new stanchils
on the stable.
Thomas J. had'n morn got to the
barn, aud ] had finished my cake, and
had got my hands into the pie crust, Z
miXin' it up, when there came a KNOCK
at the door, and my hands bein' IN tn,
condition they was, the wilder wipel
up and went to the door and opened it
II was Solemen Cypher, came TO bOrry
my bembazine dress and Grape veil TO
some Of the mOurners. / made a prac
tice Of lendin' iem. The veil was one
had mOurned for father Allen in, ant
the dress was one ] had mourned 70
grandfather Smith in. They was a
good as new. / thought, seein' tn
HnfHH H|lu nd Ia
with each other, / wouldn't 90 out til
had got my pies done.
And 50 ] KEEP on mixini up my crust
and pretty soon ] heard him say to heI
after she had set him a chair, and the
had set down, and he had told his Ell
rant, says he:
"This is dreadful blow to me, wild
der"
ayes" says she, "I can feel to sym
pathize with you. / know well wha
feeinis 1 felt when ! lost my Doodle.
Not one word does she say abou
brother Timothy. But / hold firm, an
so does Josiah. We do well by th
widder.
81 believe you never was acquainte
with the corpse, was youi wilder ?" say
Solemen.
NO" says she. "But I have hear
her well spoke Of Sister Ssmanth
"u] Jest sayin' that she wuz likel.
wemen.n
"She wuz, widderl she wuz. NJ,
heart-strings was completely wrappel
rounu that wemen. Not pair Of pant
aloons had l hired made, sense we wD
married, nor a vest. I tell Won IL !
hard 10 give her up. It's the hardes
days work / ever done in my life. No
body but jest me knows what. for
wemen, she wuz. She was healthv
savin', hard workin', pious, eouinomi
cal. And l never knew how dear 81
wuz to me-hOw I loved her. a. I al
my own soul, till see had got 10 ,,iv
her up and hire a girl at two dollars
week. and they waste more'n thef
necks are worth"
And he sIthed so loud that it sounde
considerably like a groan. Soleme
takes her death hard. He sithed tv
or three times right along, and the wi,
der sithed, too. It was dretful affectini
hear 'em go on; and if hadn't been
busy I don't know but it would ba,
drawed tears from me. But I was lie
putin in my sweet min into my cher
pies, and felt it my duty to be calm. 5
/ composed myself, and KEEP on wit
my work, and beard 'em a talkin' al
sympathizin' with each ether
"Oh ~ says SOlemen, in mournf