The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1885-10-09
ina Cemetery.
From the Detroit Frss Prssi.

From the Detroit Fres Press.
It was q quaint old southern ceme.
terry, in the outskirts of quaint old
southern town. We were strolline
among the tombstones of q Sunday,
when We heard the voice Of q female
pitched at . high key, and presently
came upon man and woman seat
ed on the grass near grave with q
headstone reading:
Sacred to the memory OF Eliza
Ann Bendall, beloved wife of Samuel
Bendall, aged 2s years, and 3months.
Faithful, patient, forgiving-a fond
wife-a true mother. She rests in
heaven"
you'd no bizen to do It'll" said the
woman as we came up.
Now llucy!" protested the man.
81 don't keer two cents, and don't
keer who knows don't keer!"
But hain't dun nuthin' Lucy.
Don't go fur to Jump on TELLER that
way when he's innocent as q yearlin'
mule"
"Hain't done nuthin! Whar did I
find you?"
Fright here, Lucy"
"And whar's right here2" Whose
planted in this ERE placer"
MY first wife, in course"
"And who put up that marblegrave-
stun and had it kivered with a pictur'
of a lamb and all this fine language
about bein' perfect OH earth and going
straight to the highest roost in heav-
en?"
"I-I did"
"In course you did! She hadn't bin
put in her coffin when you sorter fell
on my shoulder, and sort o'wept, and
whispered to me that your light had
gone out forever. Member that
Samuel?"
"Yes."
"And you got me to boss the funeral,
and you said it was the neatest job
you ever saw. Reckon OH the supper
got We that night was the best you
had had i'll three years. Lor', but how
you did paralyze the vittles that
night"
He was silent.
"And in less than a fortnight" she
continued, 'you was spoonin' around
me with second marriage so plain in
your eye that dad and ma am poked
fun at me. Member that poetry you
writ me?"
No"
"You don't? Mem'ry begins to fail
We, maybe! remember every word
Of it. The fust verse started off:
1--WE bin to see an angel
Tonight. And her name is
Lucy jane Bowling. And she's
The purtiest, sweetest gal in
All this ere State.
"You writ it in red ink, on blue pa
per, and you sent it by one of Deacon
Young red headed boys
Samuel sighed like alocomotive.
Purity catosh fur widower who's
light had gone out forever only two
weeks before, eli? Got in IL new sup
ply of wicks and kerosene, maybe!
How long was it afore we was mar
ried?"
Dunno"
sob, you don't. MIem'ry hain't
worth q cent no more! 1t was jist
three months to a dot, and we've bin
married jist seven weeks to-day.
That's how your light went out, Sam
Bendall!"
"Yes."
"And unbeknown to lne, while you
WIS CALM me your honey and
cream and watermelon, you've
bin and paid out heap of
money to sot up that ere stun and
tell the world what u milk-and molas-
SEES angel Liza Ann was? More'n that,
you sneaked out this morning and
cum over here to sigh and groan and
squeeze out tears and make yourself
believe you had suffered a great loss.
Sam, yer q sneak"
"Oh, Llcy!''
"Reg'lap built, onery sneak! II I'd
had q man planted around here dye
s'pose I'd a played woodchuck on a
second husband!"
"Reckon l was kinder overcome,
Lucy"
"umpl! Sam Bendall riz up"
He obeyed.
II don't say anything agin the dead,
but no man as lives kin play sneak on
mo: Here's one in mcm'ry of your
light which went out for ever"
She aimed q square kick on his coat=
tails. and he took flying leap over
his first wifs's grave and made a break
through the bushes for town,