The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1882-09-08
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Mr. Editor -You may talk about IL be
ing scarey thing popping the question
TO your gal, but II amt n circumstance 10
hopping il TO the old man | can walk
right up to cannohs mouth when IL
amt loaded and not Be scared no more
than half To death, but when il comes to
walking mp within reach of the old man 3
mouth. | weaken. When Bitha Jane and
myself had arranged things to our mutu-
nj Satisfaction IL alone remained for me
to put the finishing touch to the business
by asking the old folks. | tried TO get
around this part of it, but Bitha Jane
wouldn't hear &c 1t. then tried to in :.
iuce her to run away with me, but no, she
wou ldn't do this either. AT last l told
her that as she was so much better ac-
quaintci with the old hint than | WAS,
and furthermore, she was as!much interest
ell in this marrying business as 4 could
be, that thought It nothing more than
her duty to see the old folks and make
the necessary arrangements. this she
dew into thousand pieces and told me if
didn't do the asking aud that mighty
quick might expect my walking papers
now began TO get scared sure enough for
next 10 myself, there was nothing on
earth thought so much of as that little
corner lot that Bitha Jane was proprietor
Of. She went farther, she arranged the
night for me TO see the old people and
told ne to be on hand 1T o'clock sharp.
walked five miles out Of the way trying
10 screw nay courage up TO the sticking
point; and when | at lsst knocked at the
DOR, would have given all had, l5cls :,
10 be sure that the old coon was away
from home, but there was no such good
luck in store for me, for heard him
squsiling at one Of the young ones as IL
he were iu the net of killing II. This is
the last | remem Der for a time, but when
came too found myself sitting beside
two bushel basket Of apples with
mound OF Feelings under me very nearly
as high as my knee the old fellow sat op
posite me, looking for all the world as IL
he would as soon shoot me as not. I don't
know as felt any better by looking at him
either and my stomach, great God. what q
tightness! the oil fellow glared at me
across the basket aud snarled. you seem
fond OF apples said be. Says I, ANT foud
of 'em now: believe they are going to
disagree with my stomach. Your stomach
Is no. hing to me, says he, but I under-
stood you wauted to see me, what is it7 |
was suffering so much pain that didn't
have time 10 he hashful SO told him the
best l could that | wanted BiIha Jane.
What in the devil do you ~snr with her
says he? This WAS sumner; | didn't
know what in the world TO tell him. Al
last, however. | managed to get ont that
| wanted 20 marry her. Marry her says
he; marry her; shut do you want TO do
this for? This was sumner No. 9. II my
life had been at stake couldn't tell him
for really diln's know. We sat there
aud looked at each other for about five
minutes :whsn the old man raised up and
said, here you fellow, there is the door.
| got up aud shut il. and was about TAX
ing seat again when the old chap came
u p and persuaded me with No. 10 20 go
out doors | took the hint aud left.
havnt been to see Bisha Jane since,
for don't by any manner Of means pro
pose TO court half the family and tight
he remainder, especially when the old
man has such way OF making a fellow
feel away from home.
Yours truly,
Zrr