The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-08-02
AT A GEORGIA cAmP MEETING.
Miss Patience Potters wooing ana Its Sad
Results.

Miss Patience Pottcr's Wooing and Its Sad
Results.
''Betsey Hamilton, = in Atlanta Constitution
Camp meetin' is a great place for good eatin,.
and for couples to court; and for old folks to git
together and talk over old times Miss Patience
Potter was thar, rigeed out in her Sundiest best,
i and Caledony lowed the rainbow wasn't nowhai
1 to the colors she was diked out in, and her Sum
day frock, they say she hadn't wore it afore
sense 18th of July ten year ago. 1t had been
crnmmed away in her chist and from the
wrinkles peared like it had been drawed out'n a
gourd.
Brother Colo is old widower with granchil-
lun, but he flies around with the 16-year- old
! gals; and the pc ole man never had no suspic-
| ions that none of them widders and ole maids
| was settin' of Their caps for him. Miss Patience
| had way OF gwine to him ever mofnln at camp
meetin to talk about her sperrit-ual wel-far; he
was her parson, she lowed, and she had a right
to talk to him and it wern't nobodys business
| but hern She abused herself turrible,
and told him that che was a
sinner and benighted sinner at that OH
her heart, how she loved to have him tell her
that she was good. and gittin ripper and ripper
| all the time for the grave. She expected him to
praise her, and he did. Ha would tell her that
she wasn't no wusserln thousands that walked
to and fro upon the yeth but she KEEP on tellin'
him that she was a snner-ohl SIGH tusrible
benighted sinner .sAnd needs somebody,
says she, to lead me down the dark thorn besot
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He had disputed her beirl, a sinner. and con-
tradicted her so long that he made up his mind
he wouldn't do it no more. Next time he agreed
with her.
you thinks I haint no sinner, says she,
but If you calls settn up idle the yeth like
the golden calf and fallin' down an a-worshippln'
! of it sinner, then know am sinner, and a
benigbted sinner at that leastways the idle |
werships amt calf, nor is he-is it, / mean
( any ways liken unto calf but worships it all
the same as if it was a cali" and she tuck q big
/ dip of snuff.
Then old brother Cole put in a big chaw Of
! terbaczer and lowed: you thinks You air a
| sinner, and in cose you knows the nardness of
your own heart better me, and it looks reason
able to s'pose as how you knows, 50 eff sou main
tains that You air sinner l reckin as how you
| air.
| She spit out the snuff and the tears come in
| her eyes. Miss Patience was mad. She never
| looked for him to agree with her aud she was
! disappointed and was maxim up her mind to tell
| him that she was as good and a sight better
| than some that sot theyselyes up for Christians
some gals that he was fiyin' around, too but
! the tears of Disappointment was chokn of her
50 she couldn't speak He went on:
"a Christian air a hard thing to find, / tell
| you, Mother Potter. a Christian air a hard
thing to find, and all that's left for me to do now
1 Mother Potter, is to
| he aimed to say was to pray for her. but the
! old maid riz in her wrath. She could have stood
| his calm of her sinner, and benighted sin
ner at that but when he come to call her
Mother Potter it made her mad heppin' mad
lit fairly riz the dander on her head.
III have You to understand says She that
| Tn no mother. You needn't Mother Potter
me. I'm no mother. I'm not the mother of no.
body, nor likewise the stepmother of nobody
| Here she broke down cryin' when she thought
how she would like to have been the stepmother
| of his childrenl and if you mean to hint that /
am o-o-old 90 hoo, know haint so powerful
| young, but let you know if hits the oldness