The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1879-07-25

Vo't, tbch, aunty, us your turn TO do the
'agreeabt-come, be accommodating
"Well, it must, | must, | reckon"
sighed Mrs. Dcwberry, secretly delighted
with the opportunity Of exercising her ora
torical powers
/ Supper was over, the young wife sang
her husbands 'iavoritos,' and for several
Nomcnts after the last cadence of her sweet
cNar voice had faded into silence, he sat
SaElig intently into her beautiful eyes as
II io5t to every thing but their cntrancing
fascination. Adelaide, with the quick per.
cept'Yn OF u womau's heart read his feelings
At a J'ancc, and smiling in the consciousness
of hey own sweet, but silent power, she laid
her taper fingers on his arm, and whis-
pcrca-
You forget the story, Harry"
yes. cxcCsc me, the story-now,
auutJ The story" cried Clcrmont, taking
away he guitar from Adelaide, and giving
her Il {nschievous glance.
Mrs Dcwbcrrys relations were usually
delivered somewhat upon the principle of a
"railroN ID overture )" she commenced rather
quietly, but after getting under full head,
way, as Harry remarked, ''it was impossible
to get any way but to venting it,"
"Whcn tt~~ that feminine convention WAY
down to Worcester ?' she inquired, and
forgetting, like Brutus, Cor rather unlike
that interesting individually to ''pause for
a reply" she continued, "Twant lcng auo,
but | disrcmcmber the date, l do declare
Twas about two weeks artcr Billy Stone
an Polly StubGns wuz married--'twas
three weeks art ole Granny Gray departed
this vale. o'ncver-cudin' vexations she had
the rheumatic extensive, aud sich a misery
Inlet me see, twas just about the time
Mrs. Thompson's baby-Jccmes Thomp.
sons wife, you know-took the measles :;
they're mum"o3s in children them Thomp,
sons-that baby is Il triilc over matter of
fifteen an it liked to died, poor thing
they struck in awful-thc measles. | mean :;
an sich a tine"
"Oh iruc," Interrupted Harry; "that
wds the the timc--the very time of the
Convention, beg pardon-go on, aunty."
"Wuz it? well 1 blcevc twas [ do de.
clare How did you find out? the lau' |.
I'm 50 iorgitful-yes, that wuz the very
time. Sakcs alive you've sich memory /.
Well, as [ wuz sayin', Doolittlc, it was all
up in the greatest muss you ever did sec
it had got to be presented, the delegates
they had got TO be 'lectcd or pintcd, an
slch wrtin', an votin', an paradin' an
pirootin' over town, as | wuz sayn' Just
now, y6u never did-no, nor you never will.
unless you should happen to pop into Doc.
little on the Judgment day-the lau' look
down wont some Of 'cm feel 'emsclvas aw-
fully picked up jist about then? Well, at
last, they got it all 'rrangcd-thc delegates.
| mean-they wuz all lectcd, cause fur
why, y-u sec nobody didn't run agin 'em
no how jan they all bat Swore in pledyin'
their material ever lastin' lives, their fortins,
(tiat want much, lau' knows.) and their
sacred words and honorS, to do their little
uttcrmo>t to fix up everybody in Doolittlc.
an the poor prosecuted wmmcn an chill.
drcn in pcrtcklcr. Well, these 'oncrubblc
feminine wimmcn delegates, they were three
in number, personally, that is to say, bu,
every one in her own private 'pinion wuz
cquil to about six-altogcthcr they called
'cmsclves as good us twenty, any how,
THROWN in two, as the storekcepers sez, fur
good measure. The first on 'cm wuz Miss
Scicnticia Skinfint; she was principle of the
Doolittlc Female Ecademy, (thcy did about
as little there as emmy place on the round
alrth, | do rCckon)-thc second wuZ Miss
Tabithy Irotwell, the squire's wifc-(that
is when he waz livin', he's dead now poor
son) and the leader of sinsn' in the quirc;
and thirdly, as the minister scz there wuz
Miss Scraphccny Satfrons, who want nothin'
in pertiklcr, only sum, in gincral. Well,
AS | wuz sayin', Miss Skinhint, they call
her the bright pcrpcndikcr star of the
hull crew, everybody SCI so, an she's
mighty tinniky, but spmc how or another
allays did think she wuz bruny up ,,ooy-
Jo'LW. Shes very tall, an extremely lanky,
an cxstrornary thin, an 'stonishin' snaky
every way. She's very lazy, an pcrlitc, an
litercry, roun' shouldcrcd it actauly hurts
my icclin S to see her walkin' out for she looks
like an itincratin' sign. post, and her head
and shoulders hangs torard iist like them
ornary, poortolksy, onc-sidcd signs Them
sort o'signs as dcspisablc emmy way, an I've
no respect fur ma ry human that looks like
en-, or IiTcS under cm. She's as old as
the hills and my Dancl, who is amazin'
pcart at figgcrs, scz he took her as fur as
cube root (I don't know that yarb, nor
never hcerd tell Of iindin' out peoples ages
by roots alore,) and, seq he, Il took her that
fur an had to stop countin' | swan