The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1878-01-31
sxcxr WILSON'S coUmT.HIF.

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sOh, now, Becky, do tell Ms all about
it," ses the gals.
Becky hadn't been married morn
month, and hadn't got over her bash
fulness yet.
Bout what 2 ses she.
why, bout your courtship,' ses the
gals.
SHAW ses she, turning away her
head and blushin' dredfui; you bet
ter tell your own courtships yourselves,
1 reckon
yes, but none of us ever had any
bows, Becky, and you's married
woman. Come, now, do tell as all
about 1t. do love to hear about court
in 20 much,' ses Betsey Bowers.
ooh, yes, Becky, do tell u.s.
WELL ses Becky, after great deal
of blushin' and twistin' about, 11l tell
you all how it was, If thatll satisfy
you
We'll, now,' ses the gals, al getting
round her 20 they could hear good.
'Well,' ses Becky putting an empha-
sis on bout every other word, John,
he cum to over house to see me she
ses, turnin' away her head and kind
O. lookin' down sideways under her
arm. sFoolI he better 60 to see his
self I reckon. Gracious knows, l
didn't care nothin' bout him.
sWell,' ses the gals.
well, John sed he loved me. Fool !!
better love his self, reckon
sOb, that's 90 funny ses the gals
go on
SHAW ses Becky, Il won't tell no
more
sOh, yes, do-do, Becky p ses all of
en-.
We'll, then. John, he akd me, if l
wouldn't have him. Hem, fool! bet
ter have his self, reckon
Then what did you sayP
sHemI never sed nothin'. Graci-
ous knows he wasn't gwine to get
nothin' ont of me-
Oh, ohP ses all the gals-tdo 60 on
Becky
Then. John, he ax'd mother, If he
moughtn't have ne. Fool! better have
his self, reckon
WELL ses the gals.
Well, mother, she got kind O. f1us-
tricated, and sed yes. Fool! she bet
ter mind her own bisness, reckon.
And then what2'
Then John, he axd daddy if he
moughtn't have me; and daddy, he
got kind . fustricated, too, and said
yes, too
That's the sort of daddys.' ses the
gals, ruben their hands.
Then nanny, she went to town,
and got . white frock for me, and
white gloves to put on my hands, for
me to be married to John. Hem, fool !
she better be married to him herself, l
reckon
Well ses the gals-tgo on, Becky.
SHAW, now aint q gwine to tell
you no moro about it, SO aint.'
'Oh yes, Becky, do 60 onI Oh, do
tell us all about the wedding, Becky z
that's good soulv
'Oh, hush, gals, bout such non.
sense
'Oh, do, now-that's q good SOUL
Well, bimeby, the preacher-man,h he
~nrn IN n-ar h0nao onH okolo n oo =,
Of people to marry me. Foolsl they
great deal better staid to home, IreckoD.
Gracious knows, 1 didn't want to see
'em.'
Never mind, Becky-go on
well, then, the preacher man, he
ax'd me, If 1 would have John to be
my lawful husband. Hem, fool bet
ter have him, his self, I reckon. And
then-shaw, gals, 1 won't tell any
more
'Oh, DO, Becky. Now, your jest
comm to the interestin' part. Oh, dc
tell us the rest BeckyY
well, 1 never sed nothing, and the
preacher mamie sed Imust have John
to be my husband, when he was sick
and when he was well, and when he
was better or woser, and rich and poor
and love him, and stick to him, and
Lord only knows what q heap of things
and then he sed, people what he put
together it was again the law for any
body to take apart and so was mar.
ried. hard and fast, the fust thing
know'd, to john
Well, what then, Becky" ses the
gals, gettin' more and more interested
all tho time.
why, then, the preacher man, be
went home, and then al the fellert
cum . pullin' and haIlin' me, and kiss.
In me, and squeezin' me. and sich
other carryin's on as they did cut up
Fools! they great deal better kissed
their own selves, / reckon
60 on, Becky-tell us all about it,
ses the gals.
Well, then, after they all went
away, John, he-oh, shaw ses che,
aint gwine to tell You another word
moro. When you git married your
selves. you'll know all about 1t, I
reckon.'