The People's vindicator. [volume] (Natchitoches, La.) 1874-1883, 1881-08-27

stdn's on eend. III hev to 60 over to-
morrer, though don'treckon it's nothin'
more'n nettlerash. couldn't take nary
stitch 'twixt this an the festible t |
wanted to-"
"Don't ye low Miss ,Jinnins could
make We polly-what ye call it?"
"Mussy! She's got so much SEWN
on hand she wouldn't make as much as
o night-oap-llot for nobody, maxim
dresses for Ill them Steepleville girls!"
Delphy's energetic voice. oessd~up4a
shrill pipe at this climax. l.,..
"We-ell," spoke Ephraim, slowly,
''wouldn't nary one Of the ,neighbors
make We one mot nightcap, o polly
whatever 'tis?" .ig .tto 9y -, q
"My sakes! what an idy!'' said Del
ply; ''they're every one as busy as tho
kin be an buster too a-sewin' fer the
festible, an would make me sotbin', let
alone I amt got nothin' to make am
don't want it no way, cause / low to
wear the red polonaise; an Eph, it's
jest naturally meanness in you not a.
Wantin' me to wear it. '' .,..'.. ,.,,,'.
. Eph walked out of the kitchen rubbing
hil eyebrow meditatively.. '''''' ''''.'''
/. .sP'raps it's weekid, ''he said, "but ]
KANT help a,hatin' that, red polly.
Shucks! I KANT never remember the
rest of it," y ,ytut ,tl,igo g.t. telJ;
ii Toward the close Of the next after
noon, Mrs. Pickles returned from her
daughters home. '"7 ''''' "
!. II knowed," she muttered as she
neared her own door,, ''wasn't nothin'
the matter with that little limb only bad
ness" She had come the back way
through the orchard. The sitting room
window was open, and from within she
heard the smothered exclamation
"Shucks!'' .y,.., al.ma.I y I'd
"What kin Eph be about?'' she won
dered. She took off her sunbonnet, tip
toed to the window, and peeped over
the sill. Even then she could not imme-
diately discover what Eph was about.
There he was on the door, on his hands
and knees, looking like some kind Of
queer, gigantic bug, his face expressing
the most. exaggerated iperplexity. A
large piece of calico, half unrolled, was
spread before him, and beside it lay the
sheep-shears and an old polonaise OF
Delphy's, Eph glaring at them all in
puzzled despair. At length he picked
up the polonaise, and after cycling ell
the seams intently, laid it upon the cal
leo, and cautiously took up the shears,
but paused irresolutely, scratching his
nose with the points. |...s .G
"Ef knowed how in common sense
this here mess of gathers an wrinkles
was cut, could do it," he soiloquized.
I'D give . pretty to know whether they
cut ,em tnst, or sew 'em into the calico
an then cut 'em." He laid down the
shears and settled into his former posi-,
ton, still surveying the calico as i I'd
find . solution Of the mystery therein.
As for pelphy, outside, she sat down
upon an old flower ct, wiping her sud.
denly fearful eyes upon the cape Of hel
"Bless him." said she, shes ,a-tryine
| to cut me 3 polonaise, his own selfP Ri
him, a-cuttin' me polonaise! he's
went an bought the stuff, too, an me
a-treatin' him like 4 dog. Lord forgive
my weekidcess, an won't never do il
again. An the Lord bless him. A.tryin
to cut me q p0lonaiee! That beats me-.
an with the sheep shesrs!" After An
and ran in. A.', - e. s'',s9 ~
T "Eph!" she cried, ~honey, you kain
never cut It! !, Let itiaonb, an IAl fin
the time somehow. An I won'
meter wear the rcd tlhSg' foK tht.han
j you don't 'want snissstUy u the lonk
est dsy,I,tivese Oh, ,Eph, " mgk sugl,
Hove, to think you was a-tryin' to cut mi
q pelonaise with tho sskeep-shears!a
And she ran into Eph's arms, he having
risen to bis, feet and cried against hi
butternnt coat 34rct h.lpo9 419f ~, ,i,9
"sYon. insedn't to.rcry, honey - ,saii
Eph, pattine hep head. II didn't ont it
80 II ain,t spilled, nor the sheep!sheaz,
aih't neither. ) But, Delphy, chile'
and tho twinkle Of humor III his eye
changed to 1 kindly, serious look, 'ssl'v'
been kinder thinkin'' maybs the Lori
wouldnt like fer us TO Be quar' lin' 3,
| over nothin' at orr time Of Lie, Std .
dom Whist NE could Tor His glory. !: 80 !.
/ "Ws won't do tho NOR" said Dsl
,Ephy. n,iiaae,,}t.i SO
j And the next day she cut up the re,
i polonaise to make twelve pineushion
4 for the fancy fair land thus twas n
a longer . bone of diseordj but 3 b!essin,
IN disguise) into q dozen things Of beau
ly, and probably joys forever Auntl
/ moths = md time e. shAll take away thei
glory snsorest's ko'ssAly;I e { !.
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