The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1880-01-29


"Whom?" asks the missionary, and
learns the woman's name.
Sometimes the man answers:
"Yes; she is not unwilling; but thou
knowest womankind."
Usually the answer is "No."
"Why have you not asked herr" in
quires the missionary.
at is difficult; girls are prudish thou
must speak to her."
Accepting the office, the good man
sends for the girl, and, after little con-
versation says:
II think it is time to have thee mar
ried."
The girl declares she has no mind to
wed.
That is pity" says the missionary.
l had suitor for thee"
Of course the damsel is curious enough
to want to know who the suitor may be,
and of course her curiosity is satisfied.
"He is good for nothing" she e1-
claims, with toss of the head. II won't
have him."
"But," the go.between urges, "he is a
good provider; he throws his .harpoon
with skill, and, moreover, he loves thee"
Still pretending to be obdurate, the
girl answers that she will not consent to
the match.
"Well, we'll, I will not force thee;
shall soon find wife for such q clever
fellow" says the missionary, making be-
lieve there is an end to the matter.
The girl does not 60. She stands 81
lent for little while, then in low voice
sighs out:
"Just as you wilt have it."
'No; it is as thou wilt; I'll not per-
suade thee" replies the clergyman.
Then, with deep groan, the maiden
says Eyes," and.the matter is settled.
A CANDLE PROPOSAL.
Dumb declarations are in vogue too
among the Beers of South Africa. Mr..
Anthony Trollope tells us that when q
young Boer goes in quest of q wife he puts
on his best clothes, sticks feather in his
cap, provides himself with bottle of su-
gar-plums and o candle-a wax one il
possible-mounts his horse, rides to the
house holding the young woman he would
honor, hangs the reins on the gate, dis
mounts and enters. His smart gear, his
feather and his candle bespeak his er-
rand. To make the point quite clear,
however, he offers the candle to the
daughter of the house. If she takes it, it
is lighted; the mother sticks q pin in the
candle to show how long the young peo-
pie may remain together without Interrupt
ton and she and everybody else retire; Mr..
Trollope says little salt is sometimes
put in by somebody to make the wick
burn slowly, but when the fame reaches
the pin, mamma comes in, the "freying'
is over, and q day or tWo'afterward the
pair are made one.
| THE TEXAS WAY.
They manage these things differently in
Texas. This is how a fond couple come
to an understanding, according to one
who pretends to know: He sits on one
side of the room in big white rocking
chair; she on the other side, in little
white oak rocking-chair. A long-eared
deer. hound Is by his side, a basket Of sew
ing by hers. Both the young people rock
necessarily. He sighs heavily, and looks,
out of the west window at myrtle tree
she sighs lightly and gazes out of the east
window at the turnip patch. At last he
remarks:
"This is mighty good weather for cot
ton picking"
"'Tis that" the lady responds, eff we
only had any to pick" The rocking
continues.
"What's your dogs name?" asks she.
"Coony..p Another sigh.broken still
ness.
"What's he good for"
"What's he good for?" says he, ab-
stractedly.
"Your dog, Coony"
"For ketching 'possums."
Silence for half an hour.
"He looks like deer-hound."
"Who looks like deer-hound?"
"Coony."
"He is, but he's sort O. bellowsed, an
gettin' old an slow, an he amt nc count
on a cold TRAIL"
In the quiet ten minutes that ensues
she takes two stitches in her quilt, gorge.
Gus affair made after the pattern called
the "Rose of Sharon"
"Your ma raising many chickensf"
"Forty odd"
Then more rocking, and somehow the
big rocking-chair and the little rocking
chair are jammed side by side, and rock
ing is impossible.
"Makin' quilts ?" he observes.
"Yes," she replies, Frightening up, for
she is great on quilts. "Pve just finished
a gorgeous Eagle of Brazil a Setting
Sum- and Nations Pride Have you
ever saw the yellow Rose of the Prai-
rie?"
"No."
More silence. Then he says:
"Do you love cabbagew
II do that"
Presently his hand is accidently placed
on hers, of which she does not seem to
be at all aware. Then he suddenly
says:
"I'se great mind to bite you. b"
"What have you great mind to bite
me for?"
"Kase you won't have me-"
"Kase you amt axed me-"
"Well, now I Ak you."
"Then now I has you"
Cooney dleams he bears sound Of
kissing, and next day the young man
goes after a marriage license.
ANOTHER MINISTER In TROUBLE
The Rev. VIM. M. Trumbower, pastor of
the Porter NJ. E. Church at West Hobo
ken, N. j., is charged on oath of Joseph
Bob, with assault with intent to kill. He
was released on giving $500 bail to an
swer an investigation. It seems, accord
ing to the New York Tribunc's report of
the affair, that Trumbower, who was a
recent graduate of the Syracuse Theo-
logical Seminary, boarded in the house
of Bob, whose wife belonged to his
church. Growing suspicious of the rela-
tions between his wife and her pastor,