The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1882-12-22

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right up to 'em to be skun. Young
lawyers CANT afford to turn away no jobs
either; any kind of case is apt to be a
grounding case with 'em-they're
bliged to have meat.
The chap we, me an Maria, went to
told us there d be no trouble in gettin' a
bill o divorce as long as we was both
agreed. He drawed up some real slick
papers which told how that, whereas
said James an Maria McJimsey, afore-
said, by reason of an onreconcileable
diff renee o. mental characteristics,
found themselves unable to maintain the
harmony an unity of soul indispensable
to a happy matrimonial relationship;
that the said James an Maria, owing to
diversity of temperament Che meant
tempers, l low, had become estranged,
instead o further united by time. This
natural lack o. concord led to chickering's
an Indebtedness, which was contrary
to the spirit an letter of the-the lit
wasn't constituJon) something afore-
said In consequence of this unfortunit
condition of affairs, they had slowly an
hopelessly drifted apart, wherefore, ct
cettery, etcettery.
= amt got no gift at languages, but
the foregoin' aforesaid was some of his
words, an they fetched the bill.
E. l was Il thinkin' o all this as | went
stavin' down street that night. Feared
like l must a been the dogondest idiot
at ever walked when l lowed her TO
leave me. To tell the truth, / would
! give in more'n once if I'd saw a sign o
weak'nin about her, but 1 meyer did.
Maria, she was fiery, for - -
could "a heard her scold - ! hess'
a been better music to me thar dry me-
| lodeon or piana
AN | reckon she used to have some
reason for iawin' me, too The baby
/ had died, an she must been homesick
after it. | might a'cheered her up
more / did; stayed to home more even
/ ins or took her out to the minstrels an
/ the like. But l didn' t. An she got to
thinkin' things at she didn't have no
reason fer. Said / was heap smilin' er
/ to other weemen an | was to her, an
| she was ready TO tear the eyes out o
one girl in petite lar at lived down the
street Always. L always did try to be
polite to the sect, but didn't make no.
differ nee in my way o. treatin' an old
humbly female an one young an clip
per. That is of course-a man has eyes
o, well-the long an short of it was
me an Maria quarreled over nothing at
all. The more | thought about it the
{ i
now rs if they ever been more n jest
childish Spats atween us, things at
man shouldn't a minded. I'd been
lucky IN the cattle trade in the year
past, but I'd give every cent if l could
a had her back.
All the time | was thinkin' o these
things 1 was a goin it for dear life-ny
legs sort o racin' to keep up with my
mind. so to speak but hadn't took no
notice o where | was. until all of a
sudden l found myself turnin' eff
Fletcher Avenue into the little side street
where we used to live. Me an Maria,
YOU know.
In the divide I had given her the
farm down in Brown County, an I'd
KEEP the house an lot A railroad
feller had rented it, but had moved to
larry Hut day or two before; so the
cottage was vacant at this precise time.
If I'd a thought. it was about the last
place L d come TO that night, but | was
right on it fore | knowed
Il leaned on the gate. an looked at it
spell.
Il remembered how bright the settin'
room used TO be when I'd come home
late Maria, she never shut the blinds
o the side winder till I'd come. Said
she didn't want the house to look gloomy
to me. outside or in II WAS all dark
enough now.
- reelected how purity she used to
look, a settin' in there, rockin' the baby,
an I'd stand outside and look in a bit
fore I'd open the door.
I'D have to stay outside o her house
till the end o. time now, and another
teller had the right to 60 in. Ny own
fault, too
..Sam, the cold misery at took grip
at my heart then l hope Il never ketch
you.
Il couldn'tsJand still. Istarted again,
got as fur IS the corner, when it came
over me-queer how you'll remember
things you didn't seem to notice at the
time-it come over me that I'd seen
something move in the shadow of the
front doorway, an whirled an went
back. None too soon, either. Jest as /
got to the gate out come woman. The
moonlight wasn't turned on yet, an |
couldn't see plain, but | stepped in front
OF her. an says |, 'Marian She tried to
run, but | grabbed the fringe of her
shawl, an she stood still. Maria. SAYS
|. what We dom here without Mr..
Bemus?' Mr.. Bemus is on the train
gon' to Amty, reckon. l don't know
nor care says she. Amt you married
to Wilder Folsom, putty-faced thing,
James McJimsey?' 'sNo, I amt, nor
1 don't ever expect to be- An. with that
my arms were round her an her head
on my shoulder quicker it takes to tell
it. Made up first an explained aft wards,
you see.
mot that the ever was much ex-
plainin' We couldn' stand in the street
behavin' in that ridiculous way-folks
might come along-so we went into the
house an | lit the gas. The wasn't
Only one chair on the premises-but one
chair was enough
''When | saw you an wilder comm
down the steps o the church | thought
may be you was just married, an aft
wards in the store you looked so kind O.
soft it made me sure of it, says Maria,
after spell.
1.-The widder's scary little body
says l. an she asked me wouldn't |
walk down with her rvhiie she tended
to an errand she'd forgot 'Scaryi' says
Maria. Her scary? There amt no man
on the face o. the yearth at she's fraid
Of Bold thingl Just like her to ask We
to 90 with her-the old cat
1T done me good jest to hear Maria
GO on once more | knowed she did the
widder onjustice, but it showed she still
thought a heap o. me. l didn't think
the was any use in harrerin' up her
feelin's by going into pitic' lers, for
instance, of the circumstances under
which I'd left the lady we was tall1in'
Of Weemen never look at such things
in the right light.
"'As for 1ookin' sheepish, 1 don
know | says. but how about you an
Bemus gallivantin' roundg"
''She got kind o red at that. There
was no gallivantin. He happened to be
on the kyars comm up she says quick,
am he asked me wouldn't | help him
pick out some notions for his children
Christmas won't deny at he's been
a-tryin' to make up to me, but | was