The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-03-01
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among women has been demonstrated to the satisfaction of the people living in the prosperous neighborhood known as Kinderhook. There were two girls in the Bussey family. Sarah, known as "great, s,rappin' thing" and Sue, built after more refined plan of architecture. Sarah was black-eyed and able, with passion for onions and other stimulating diet She "hankered after raw turnips, and with vigorous thirst she'd snatch the vital bud from the young cabbage and forever blast its sappiness and thrift. Sue had no such longings. She liked green apples and salt. gripping dish of which nearly all refined girls are fond, but jam and preserves touched the tender chord of her appetite. She had way of say ing do tell" and nine young women out of ten who say do tell" devour jam. They may not make public dem onstration of their cravings, but if their secret thoughts could be exposed, love for jam would be found conspicuous. Old man Bussey was not slow to note these dissimilar characteristics in his two daughters, and as Sue was weakly an not much O han in the field no how,n he decided to send her away to school. but Sarah, who could "kiver" as much corn in day with a hoe as her father; who could drive mule into fence cor ner and make him squat in abject terror, or bind bundle of oats with mighty slight" was declared to be of mould too strong to trifle with the weakness of an education. Sarah, however, felt that she was sighted. Of course it fattered her to know that her physical accom- plishments were held in such high es- teem, yet she did not like to see her sis- ter bundled up and sent away, ,and she con- templated with anything but satisfaction the two new calico dresses which had been provided for the soon-to-be-edu- cated miss. After while she grew con- tented, though, for Sue was never much company in the field. At last, Sue returned home, highly accomplished. Sarah was in the lot, breaking young steer, when the young lady arrived. She gave up her fascinating employment and went to the house. Mrs. Bussey and the old man were walking around their daughter in admiration of her varied improvements, when Sarah entered the room.
 "Sal,' said MT. Bussey, here's yer sis- ter done come back.n
 "Why, sister '" exclaimed Sue, "I am delighted to greet you"
 "Whar'd yer git them high water look in duds p replied Sarah, surveying the costume of the graduate.
 Sue was shocked and the warm tears of wounded pride sprang to her eyes.
 "Sal v shrieked Mrs. Bussey, .don', talk ,hater way. Ef yer's struck with yer sisters rig, ax her about her iixin's. but don't say duds. Whut have raised yer fur ef 1t ain't ter be perlite an talk proper :"
 "Oh, mother" and Sue acted as though she had pain in her side.
 Didn't mean no barn." said Sarah. but l want ter give it out right now ,ha, l don't want no pigeon wings cut 'roun' me. Come out, Sock, an see me snatch Ball"
 "Oh, sister, what do you mean by snatching ball? Explain the mysteries of your deeply hidden racket"
 Balls the young steer what Sal has tuck mighty fancy to- explained the old man.
 "l care nothing for the bovine in ques- tion. have been away from home so long that would rather roam for while over the green fields of my childhood, and pluck the wild rose that peeps from the messy bank listen in half reverie at the partridge's evening call, and hear the whippoorwill sound the notes of his cur few. Monkeying with steer is not the caper for which have even had the mildest affinity"
 " Blame ef she ain't done gone mad said Sarah, steadying her stubborn form against the door facing.
 "A bed bug ain't no whar," agreed the old man, turning and delivering his opinion in confidential whisper. " Thought that Nath Buck what they tuck ter the 'sylum was in bad fix, but he couldn't hold candle ter this gal"
 Mrs. Bussey, however, was delighted. and eagerly bent forward 10 catch her daughters words.
 "Ain't yer goin' out to see me snatch the steer?'
 No, sister, cannot accompany you.