Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1882-09-27
1--WE sent over fur the old doctor that

mOTuln DeIOfe the doctor come, mother
says to me:
Hitty, do think he'll come round
all right, now;' an I just ran out to the
orchard and threw myself down in the
grass an cried, I was that glad.
Gan sure enough, he did git better,
thong b twas slow enough, after that.
don't deny that mother and I were most
tuckered out nursin' him, but it made lis
feel better to see him gainin' strength an
appetite every day.
I'm that thankful to be alive yit,
Mis- Robson, he says to mother one day,
as he sot in the kitchen, where we was to
work, that words can't tell it. Jist to
see the sun a-shinin', an the dew-drops
a glist'nin', an the leaves a-tremblln' =,
an to catch the song O. the bobolink over
IN the medder, an to think I'm here yit,
part an parcil of 1t all. is too good to
even speak Off
:" Mother looked at him kindly. But
what if you Want part of it any more,
John, would you be better off?'
"He shook his head. There YOU
have me, Mis- Robson. Always hevin'
bin healthy an busy man, I haint took
no thught outside the just livin''.'
"' Which means,' says mother, "a liv-
in without God in the world! o John,
It's poor way O. livin' when life's so un-
sartin!
"' Well, life Is unsartin, says he. An
then they talked about other things, fur
mother, when she driv' nail. never kert
Oh poundin'.
cit was quite & spell before John
was really able to go about his business,
an' when that time come, mother seen
how the Doctors bill was pretty good
deal for him to pay, an how he didn't
hev' over an above what he needed; 50
when he asked her to tell him what he
owed us, she says:
SIS Nothln' at all, John.'
"'Why. Mis- Robson says he, all
taken aback, 'sich care an teniin' as
you an Kitty has given me can't he
bought; but I can do suthin' in the way
OF givin' money, tho that couldn't, no.
how, set the matter square! Why, to
hev' people Civ you their best night an
day in the way Of lovin', watchful tend
in, when you lie weak an helpless, with
the grave a-yawnin' close by, SO to peak,
an you no kin to them-why, it's a
kindness that can't be told, an want to
show that do 'preciate it in the only
way that's open.'
"'No, john says mother. Put
your money bac in your pocket; can
take no pay for doin' kindness. We've
a full and plenty here, an only did fur
you what me or some of mine may need
to hev' done fur US, some day; for all
human creeturs stand in need Of a kind
ness from fellow-creeturs some time or
other
"Seein' she was really sot in her way.
he didn't urge the matter. However, he
actilly cried, an says: Il ken b'lieve.
Mis- Robson, after this, that there's SIGH
a thing as true religion in this world,
an that faint all soundln' brass an
tinkin' cymbals.'
"Father was clean put out when he
heered how mother hadn't took no paw.
There's SIGH thing as bein' onpro-
vident.' says he, 'an' ayin' in the face of
Providence. It was dooty to take pay
fur your vitt!es an time. You've acted
like fool, Lizer. I've no patience with
SIGH woman -
'Mother went into the pantry q min
ute, an wiped her eyes, then she come
out again with loaf of bread. That
was always her way. She never give
back no harsh words. It seems she lust
put her ownself back, behind, SO to
speak, an only looked out fur others
feeln's, which anybody can certify amt
an easy thing to do.
''Twas full six months after. when
John Allen come walkin' into the house
one day, real tleshy an red-cheeked,
quite surprisin' me an mother, as we sat
quiltin' by ourselves. He laid bundle
in mothers lap.
''There's a silk dress for you, Mis-
Robson says he; fur I do say if ever a
woman deserved to go in silk, you do.
An, Kitty, jist you step outside!"
81 jumped up, while mother sot with
her hands raised in 'stonishment, an fol-
lowed John outside the door. An there
stood the prettiest little heifer: dark
brown an fawn color, with fine, SUM legs
like deer, an wonderful nice face
''She's yourn, H1tty,' says he; Il
give her to you, an bein' you're so
bloomin', like daisy-Ive called her
Daisy. Take good care Of her, an she'll
pay you well. There amt none of her
breed in these paus!'
81 loved the pretty thing from the
minute I felt she was my very own, an
[ put my arm about her neck an kissed,
foolish-]1ke, the star on her forehead.
Twas the first thing I'd ever owned, an
she was so uncommon nice
Father, he grumbled at hevin' an
extra animal to feed, fur hay he'd been
but poor crop, OWN to dry spell, an
corn made but poor shown; but I
was SO Cushioned to his fault-fndin'.
I'd bin surprised if he hadn't an grum-
bin, tho wearisome. breaks no bones.
Well, I grew, an Daisy grew. Ny
brothers we're always good and gentle to
her, because they knew what store l sot
by her, an before I knew it, hardly, I
was a big girl goin' on seventeen, goin'
out into company, fur young folks here
IN Jersey always kept company early,
an Daisy was COW with her own little
red calf trottin' alongside her.
"Sich pretty COW as she was, an so
uncommon good! She was fair sized.
though of a smallish build, with short
horns, an when her new coat came on.
IS sleek as she we'll could be.
Gas to good temper, never did see
'ich docile crittur. I could milk her
Doth sides, an child could hang onto
aer legs without her movin'. Put her
INTO lot with only low rail an she'd
never jump over, but stay contented.
"However, her milk-givin' that was
;he prime thing! It was out of the
the richness of her milk. l |
lsed to brag, an say twas all cream. I
made fourteen pounds. of butter a week
rom her--and such butter!' Just as vel
ow as buttercups an dandelions. But
er as made you think of pasture.6el
znee+deep in red and white clover, with
:unnin' water gurglin' through. Such
'utter as some folks live an die without
| sight of!
"Twas human natur to brag about
Daisy. I couldn't help it, I was so
proud ofher!@ y
=" Squire FELTON, dropped in often, an
'lways began talkin' about her. The
quire was pretty rich tor these parts.
ae had a big farm and kept it up good.
Fences in repair, land all under cultiva-