Richland beacon., 1881-02-05
Ben Mildweed's Idea.

\ man named Ben Mildweed walke,l
INTO the Office OF a Justice Of the Peace.
IL Little Rock and, taking off an old
>louch bat, addressed the dicniticd Of
( fetal
/ Are vou the court?'
Il ain. What /, your trouble?" Ben
BETRAYED agitation in the nervous man
ncr with which he fingered his old hat.
''Jedge, Nancy, my gal. hez bin run
ming around with two or three men lately.
and hez caused NE heap OF oueasi-
.t>S
Come to tie point, Mr.. Mildweed. ="
su"g, stcd the court.
"iou hear my story. Jedge In sot
IL ny ways. and I'll get thar quicker by
running my own furrow down this patch
OF trouble.
The Justice settled his feet comfortably
on the table. and looked resignedlv at
Mr.. Nildweed who continued:
Nancy Is the pur;iest calico III Rich
woods. and We hez hitched for three
ve'rS, not srliced. you know. but wai,in'
for me to buy little bone. The men
down T. the settlement are Jealous he
cause Nancy sot mp 10 me. and they hang
round like blackbirIs III corn patch.
Ben LI;ched up lis pants and seemed re-
iuctant To- continue 'NOw. Nancy is a
good gal. and her black eyes has fotched
LIE, Ike cnuruln fotcLes butter, an she
ken make NE a good man or bad man
tor her sake. But. ledge. she knows il.
and laughs and carries Ola with Bill Peters
when I'm round. She goes to camp
M. III S,,,Il 4
told her a hundred times that he was a
low flung fellow, and she agSravates me
terrible.
Come to the point. Ben," said the
Court impatiently, lifting one leg over
the other.
I'm gettin' thar. your honor Now.
old Uncle Marsh Turner and | have
talked tins matter over. and he ses thct
Nancy hesn't any attachment for me-.
Thct like to broke my heart. Jedge, IL
swow 1t did. Ses Uncle Marsh, Ben
ses he, 'hev vou got all attachment fer
Nancy?' Yes, Uncle Marsh, ses !.
most powerful. 'Hez she fer you?' ses
he. I'm dubious, uncle ses I. Ben.
ses he, solemnlv, 'ef she can't Inv You
with her whole hart, drap her like hot
cake. IF she hesn't an attachment fer
you thet is strong, and true. and honest.
1rap her. You'll be mis- able. boy. I'm
an old man, Ben, and when | sees a
young man hev all attachment fer a gal.
md she hesn't fer him as strong. saws
TO myself. they is foolish. They hadn't |
ought to splice.
Your Eonor." continued Mr.. Mild !
weed. ''arter Uncle Marsh ses all this TO |
ne, goes OF and thinks | concludes !
hat he Is right, and now | hev come to |
he point. | lsaddled the old brown mare,
md put some bacon and corn bread in
he s.iddle-bags, and started fer Little
Rock. comes straight to you. Jedge,
ND | want YOU TO make ont an attach
nent Ter Nancy to me. knows that the
'ourts can make attachments, and don't
are what II costs. Jest Won make out
he papers. and III make the old brown
mare do some OF the tallest travelling
-ettin back TO Nancy thet YOU ever saw.
Veil. why don't You begin, Jcdge?"
The courts don't make love attach
ncnts. said the Court, taking its legs
rom the table.
Il don't care what il costs. Jedge."
'Nou Rave had longtrip for nothing.
Sen; il can't be done.
Ben pulled his hat over his eyes. wiped
trlckling drop from his clmek. and
-alked slowly toward the door. mutter-
le:
III go hev the brown mare fed and
may about it. I Thought as how the
purt mought have done 1t, and then he
epped from the Justices door as if Nan
: was lost to him forever. er.-Liuic Rock
'G,ettc.