Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-09-29

good people that's doin' as neer right as
they kin, and the boys aud young men is
the morslest and religusest set ever !
seen. do say it for the truth they can't
be beat nowhere, and the gals is as nice
henaved as you will find anywhere. If
there Is a drunkard in this town young or
old amt hearn Of him and whisky Ia
sold here too. Don't think Pm maxim
il out bettern tits. Pm proud to say Pm
speaking nothlr' but the truth. We've got
nifty good man for our paster, and ne Is
dom sight Of good everywhere he goes,
and he says thees Is tue best people he
ever seen, and he orter know. We amt
got no rite poor people; eyerybody's got
somethin' to live often, but then there
amt many rich ones, and | recon that's
how come folks to be as good AS they is,
and them what's rich amt bit stuck up,
and don't seem to think they is any bet
ter for bein' rich. The rich poorfolks is
the stuck ups. You knowern, Betsy,
YOU got plenty where you live. They
come from bakers, tinsmiths and SIGH life:
not that Pm sayin' anything again SIGH
honest trades, for l Inspect all who work
ard try TO make livin', but arter theve
made little money and cheated their
children it do seem like they do turnout
the biggest fools In creashun. Tim says
Pm the "stuck up" and think I'm better
than they are, but it amt no such OF a
thing, and 1 never dident in my life
scorn folks cause they was poor nor
cause they worked for honest Twin.
Tim amt got no sense and never did and
never will have none. There he comes
now. "Speakin' of the,devp' etc. l wonder
what's up now, for he don't often take
hissef often that are seat at lOfer's stand
until his stOmak calls him Oft: of all the
| agreprowokin' mortals he Is the worst.
Well, Betsy, almost had my breath
| tuck away! Somepin' has turned up
| shore enutt, and TINS struck lie, as the
sayin' is. don't hardly know what l
| am DOM or sayin'. Tins rich, rich
richi l amt got time to tell you bout it
now cause he amt told me yit hes so
cracked. Herun in and out aud gone like
a no-cat shot with oracklins.
| Betsy, you know / always said sOmp-
tim good was goin' to happen to Tim
cause he was SIGH good Teller, always
helpin' some ole loafin' reich if it
wasent for nothIn' but drink OF whisky
and givin' an lendin' his last doller and
his family needIn' it at home. That's
what call goodness, and he deserves TO
be rewarded. Tim is nifty purity man
too, has SIGH purity black eyes and hair,
| and is Jest as strait, and he do look so
Dice and lovely in his Sundy cloais; he's
| got so much sense too, and | always did
think a heap of him from the fust time
l ever seen him. lnever didn't think
he had all the honers he orter have, but
he will now. La Betsy won't we shine
| Recon our Garage will stouish Mis- Pott
if she do feel so fine. Betsy do come soor
as we git things fixed up. I'm jest a
dyin' to know where Tim or / shall say
my dear husban, Mr.. T. Kittle git 81
much money.
Mis- Pott calls her old man Col. Pott
and recon kin afford to call mine Mr.
recon they will be givin' him title ant
sendin' him to the Legislator or sompin
else now. Betsy, you know L amt {
carin' for the riches and boners OF this
life for myself, its only for dear Mr.. Kittl'
for he's had SIGH hard struggle trying Il
do his July by his family and dressin' as
become his station in sosietY. You know
/ could stay at home and wear anything
| could git as / amt of no Importance no
how, and look 30 old and ugly that be wa
shamed of me. but Mr.. Kittle is some
body, in the world and OF course he hat
TO have nice cloas and go about as b.
should do, as is all mems july to do, AM
their wives orter to be contented and In
dustrious, and stay at home aGd wear oil
cloas too If it's necessary, and you know
1t most always is. for somebody got T.
save, that's certain, or the bottom vii
nifty soon fall out. Mr.. Kittle was a.
ways a nifty contrivn' man aud ca
always find a rat hole to get outen ever
kind of scrape, and make it pear like he J
a saint and everybody tryin' to impos
on him, and me The worstest one Of 'er
all, but l wasent dom Dothin, of tn
kind. only / love truth and right, and
know he does TOO, only we don't see alike
But now it peers like he must of bee
right and me wrong. l must tell you
bout two OF our city chaps goln' to cal
on two purity gals in the country. Thev
got bed in the parlor, and big family t
Okupy all their beds. The boys laid te
after supper, and bout 8 O'Clock the oil
'oman come creepin' in dressed in ne
mite gown and sneaked in that are be-
Jest as easy as she could. Bineby the oil
man tuck off his shoes and socks, washe,
his feet, then tuck his stand right in tn
middle of the room. unbuttoned hi
galuses, dropped his breeches down on tn
floor, and got in that are came bed. ant
the way them boys did git out on that ar
peeazzer and drink water, and go 10
their buggy and git home was sight
and strange to say, they hain't been bac
sence. Betsy | amt told you hafe
want to, but / will come to close and
more from your lovin'