The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1880-12-16

| would not say such things about a man
I being q woman's head. l think a wo-
man is more a mans head. See how
many poor miserable kites of men there
is round, ready to hang on some wo-
mans apron strings. detest the whole
lot on 'em! 1 tell the deacon so. He
says / don't search the Scriptur, or I'd
treat him better. Jest hear that, when
I'm all the time trying to keep him out
| of mischief!
The deacon likes to go down to the
harbor with his class, and the girls like
to have him spend his money on them,
buying them ice-cream and sody, and
such like fooleries, and don't like it.
He says I'm jealous; now I'm not -eal-
GUS. couldn't be so mean. But I've
got husband, and say let the others
get one, too. He says like to scold
him. Now it's no such thing; but what
| is the use of having a husband if you
can't talk to him when you feel like it?
Some people have said that l was ter
rible talker. It's nothing of the sort.
l just mind my own business, and say
nothing to nobody.
But must finish about Sarah Maria's
pianner. 1 went in again the other
night. The backdoo was open, and
went right up stairs. Iopened the par
lor door, and stood a minute looking at
the professor giving Sarah Mariah
a lesson. They sot side by side
by the pianner; one of the pro-
fessor's arms was round Sarah Ma
rias waist. His other hand held
hers, and he was looking right, down
inter her crimson face, and 1 thought
he was attaching her some more OPP
roar music, as he kept a-saying, Il love
~ r,inf n SnQ tho
fessor, with his big black eyes and love-
ly moustache, hanging over our little
Sarah Mariah. If he hadn't been her
teacher, l should thought he was
trying to court her. But knew better
than that.
All at once he dropt his head, and a
noise as il a bunch of fire-crackers went
off, sounded. was kinder scarf, and
said
..Oh, myr'
You had oughter to see them jump!-
The professor acted mad, and said, kind
er ugly
'.Some people don't know their
place."
guess he was mad with Sarah Ma
ria, for ha ketchcd up his hat and said,
81 don't mean - endure this any long
err" and went out.
Odi ali MAIL LEA 1Slb AiaoCI DdO, wv, 1ol
the tears came into her purity eyes.
told her to keep a stiff upper lip, and
not to be bullied by her teacher. She
said she WAS going up stairs to bed. so
had to GO down stairs again. just as
l got three steps from the bottom /
stepped down and fell. My ankle was
doubled up under me.
The noise brought Brother JONES'
he tried to lift mo up, but, Lor sake
alive! he was nowheres, couldn't stir
me peg. 1t wasn't because l was SO
heavy, for 1 only weighed n hundred
and ninety y-scven and-a-hah. There
laid until they called the deacon, and
between the two they brought me home
and laid me on my bed, and there Twas
for long while.
At last got SO lonesome that / asked
the deacon to buy one of them lying
newspapers, for / should go off the ham
die if 1 couldn't hear nothing, even if
it wasn't true. He bought it, and the
first thing he read to me was marriage
contentious. Now that wasn't anything
very new, but was better than nothing
So he went on reading: prof. William
Augustus Rydsl to Sarah Maria Jones'"
And at last began to see through the
last lesson 1 saw the Professor give to
Sarah Maria. thought it looked kind
er natural then, if it hadn't been for
the pianner.
Well, my story is done, and here
am living martyr to music.