New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-01-26
THE CLOVERTOPS AT THE SEA.
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"EvEN1N', Mister Barnaby. Evenin',
sir. Light an come in,' won't ye?
Miggles, git Mister Barnaby a cheer.
Set ye down, sir. Powerful glad to see
you; was afraid ye'd be gone back to
Washin'ton afore we come home. Ye
wouldn't hardly knowed Miggles,
would we. She's growed awful stylish
sinst we been down to the sea shore.
An her mother, sir? Well, I'm blest
eff the old lady amt nigh as bad as the
daug liter. The old man appears to be
the only one in the lot that's the same
old fool that he always was, an is glad
to get back to Nodaway County an the
farm.
"Yes, sir, we summered down to the
sea shore. Miggles has just been wild
to go for more'n three years back an
her mother has kept her agoin'. So
along last July, airly in the month,
thing was lookin' we'll about the place
an luck had ben weth me all last year,
an so we packs up an went. Stayed
around down East thar q couple o.
months or so.
All the time we was to Boston I
didn't see but one piece of ground big
enough to put in any kind of crop,
and that was all put down in grass.
Twasn't more nor half cleared, either.
l don't suppose, Mr.. Barnaby, thar II
be three hundred bushels OF corn raised
in all Boston this year.
went down to Maine. Lemme tell you,
Mister Barnaby, the Courthouse at
Maryville amt circumstance to that
ar steamboat. Everything SO white ye
was afeared to touch it, an niggers to
wait on ye at every turn. We had sup
per right after we went on board, an
eff we didn't lay right into the fxin's
thar's no snakes. I reckon we jest
about tired two fellers clar out, carryin'
hot cakes. Then we went out an sot
down an watched the waves rollin' an
tumblin' around. Pleasant? Oh, yes,
Mister Barnaby, it was kind O pleas
ant, at fust.
.'Bime-by, however, We sort O. quit
talkin' and sot lookin' straight ahead,
Uneasy like. Ma began to look awful.
Ma 1 says, 'ain't you feelin'
well? What appears to be the matter
with you?'
swell, ma she sayed she didn't Jest
know, she didn't feel well, she reck-
oned she'd better lay down for while.
An helped her to our room, an I
sw'ar to goodness Thought that wom-
an was goin' to die. Out run agin.
"' Miggles,'I sayed, you'll hev to
60 an set weth your mother while hunt
up a doctor, she's -
can jest then looked at Migeles.
tJe-roo-zalem!'
Essays I, 'Miggles, what ais yep
"' Pa she says, Pa, Use awful sick,
I can't hold my head up minnit long
or; don't know what ais me-
"Well, holp her to the room where
ma was, and before could turn around
to 60 for doctor, Mister Barnabv, sir,
I hope to die right hyar, eff didn't
catch it myself.
econ dear, oh DEAR groans ma,
I'm goin' to die; oh, I'm goin' to die.
It's them pesky COW cumbers! Oh dear,
oh dear!'
"'Oh me, oh N.Y. walls poor Mig
giles, Pm dyin', oh I know I'm dvin7
I'm dyin' / can't live an hour! Oh
dear, oh dear. It's the ice cream, pa, ,
she says.
"'By George I hollered, I'm a
dead man now, but I'll lay out the man
that killed me fust-I know what's the
| matter!'
"An' weth that 1 rushed out, or
rether tumbled out of the room, and
set up a yell for the Captain. Every
body come runnin' to me, an bime-by
a man all covered with gold tape and
brass buttons wanted to know what was
the matter.
".Matter enough!' 1 yells. .Pizen!
Rank pizen, thet's what's the matter!
I'm pizened right on this boat! Me an
my family has been pizened right at
your table, an I want a doctor for ma
an Miggles mighty quick!'
"Well, sir, Mister Barnaby, eff that
man didn't stand there an laugh at me.
"'Oh, yes he says, kind O. soothin'
an unbelievin' like, II guess We amt
pizened. ct at the same table, saws
he, an I amt bit sick!'
''Well, somehow, his latin riled me.
aye can't fool me!' l roared; we
can't play no old man Bender on me! l
know pizen when see it workin', an /
know a hull family that hain't spent
two dollars for medicine in sixteen
year amt goin to be took deathly sick
| all at the same time, an in the same
way, lets'n thar's pizen in their vittles!
Says l, this amt no milk sick!' Send
me the doctor for ma and Miegles
mighty quick says I, tell him to run
| every step of the way
''The Captain he turned around an
as well as he could for laf1in', fer /
could see he was nearly chokin' weth it,
an told man to go an ask Doctor
Bolus to come here right away.
"'An tell him to fetch his stommik
pump along!' hollered after him; tell
him to bring along his stommik pump!
The biggest and strongest one he's
got?
An, sir, eff you'd a heered the
passengers an that brute of a Captain
yell! They hollered an laft an fell
down on the sofys and helt their sides
an LATED till I was mad enough to fight,
on'y l couldn't stand on my feet long
enough to hit anybody.
My good fellow says the Cap
tain, never mind that; they won't
need any stommik pump says he,
they can get along very we'll without
it, he says, an then he breaks out
latin, wuss' n any O. the rest on 'em.
Gland of Judgement, Mister Barnaby,
sir, but was howlin' mad. was that
mad | nigh forgot how sick was, and
the madden | got, the wurs they LATED.
Bime-by the doctor he come an sayed
we was only sea sick an they want no
help fer us at all, we'd jest hev to grin
an bear it till it got thu weth us, he
said, an that's all the doctor done for
us.
"Well, we was all well enough in the
mornin', though I sw'ar wouldn't O.
give an acre of goose paster for our
lives any time tibet night, an eff they's
any difference between sea sick an
arsenic pisen, it's on'y in the result, for
either one of 'em is thunderin sight
wuss' n the other. But the Captain was
right about the stommik pump; none
of us seemed to need it very much.
''We went in bathin', in the surf, of
course. Miggles went in frequent. but