Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1881-09-15

"Well. I've got one somewhere"
said. 90 if it isn't in the cupboard or my
work basket. perhaps you'll find it in
an old trunk in the smoke-house."
Mercy on us" said Juliana, "why
don't you be systematic?"
System and Sallie Spinner don't
travel hand in hand through this wicked
world" said l. rocking away placidly.
Juliana is one of the fidgety kind.
Cant you quit see-sawing min
ute?" she asked, squirming around un-
til she knocked the coffee-pot out of
the window, ''what are you fooling away
your time for any way, when your work
is not half done?''
'"'ris half DONE" 1 said. "and I'm
tired. My constitution is fragile and diff
ficult to comprehend"
"Shucks"' interrupted my imper.
tinent cousin, Its pure laziness.
What ever yoa'll do when-Sallie, let
me advise you never to get married.
Your fragile constitution would be
bOunc to get fractured if you had to
spend your days rs the rest Of us do
picking up hats. coats; and boot jacks
for a living, not to mention hunting
nails, strings and hammers, at all hours
of the day, turning the grindstOne BY
way of recreation, reading old dry mar
ket reports at night, till you couldn't
see. sewing on buttons. darning
socks
Enough 1 cried. ..tell me no
more horrOrsr
July 18th. More advice! Iran over
to Mrs. Drydox's to get . night-cap
pattern. She was cleaning house. had
all the chairs stacked up outside the
door, and she looked as if her last
friend was buried under them. as she
sat on the step clasping the busting
brush with visible detection. Said l.:
"What tower is fallen, what star is
set? What chief comes there"
Eying me with dismal scorn, she in
terrupted- '.Hr
"Ain't nothin' fallen. as know of.
nor set neither-only the old dominiken
him."
why then this pathetic attitude.
this"
'.Sallie," said she, "don't never get
married"
That's So" sang out Mrs. Filter.
who came hopping up on the porch
with her sunbonnet over one shoulder.
like frisky grasshopper with a stiff
pink wing, to return Mrs. DrydOx's
wash-board, they're worser than tar
rapins. men are. They"
.You don't begin to know 'em,
Sallie," said Mrs. Drydox with greatly
increased detection, they'll call you
honey and everything nice now. but
once you marry 'em-hit's solemn
fact, they won't eat cold green's for
dinner of cleaning dayr'
You don't tell me their depravitv
goes that far3' l gasped. dropping into q
bunch of burdock
"Oh. that amt nothing" said Mrs.
Filter, why they won't so much as
churn if they take notion to pillow or
anything"
"Acshilly now" Mrs. Drydox con-
tinued her grievances. ''Robbut fursed
to-day cause never cooked no dinner,
hit bein' cleanin' day. he did So never |
aggravated him a bit. sayed, gentle
like, says l, you can have some cold |
greens, Robbut,' an what you reckon |
he sayed?'
"What-O what?' cried. thrilled |
with horror.
HE sayed. Git OUT -"
"What most periidious Ro5butr
"Law sakes"' said Mrs. Filter,
"why Sam. he went to town to-day an
forgot to git sody. when told him par
ticlar, an then lowed the corn pone
wasn't good. An he rared like a old
pirate tother day cause snapped off
his coat to the ragman for chiny mar
tyr at q stake"
"Well, l made handsome black
berry pie Sunday, an Robbut lowed
hit was sour enough to make a pig
squeal.
"Well, Sam"
WWell Robbuf-n