The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1888-07-06

.e,iidn't wear no shinin' pale. hlue necast tie,
Ter sport yaller leather gloves with black
,ti.chin' all down the outside-oh, no; yer
Kin betoher sweet life be didn't He'dneveE
be obleeged ter have ter dipend sech
make ups as them fur MS fine looks-not by
good deal! He were jest plain and honest
GOOD lookin': and his heart were as perty
as his big brown eyes-fur he showed
it every day of his life. while the other
Teller hid his'n-sech AZ it were-under his
striped silk wescut.
Every Sunday at the Mission see 'em,
all through the cold spring and the late
ccmin' summer; and the more secs 'em
the more watches their COINS on; and
see she haint come to even guess he loves
her like blazes and is. jest too inherent
aad back'a to up and tell her so; but,
iecminy, if the other fellar haint got the
slitterin' brass on his cheeks! He jest
shinnies round and is all grins and
perlite bows and makes perten6ance at
teachin' us fellars at the Mission, and we
kids know as much as he do and gives him
sech points or religious questions as stag
gers the mokc. But he keeps on readin'
Scripter ter us, though we kin see he could
kill every last one Of US cheerful enough;
and all cause che bleeves in sech COINS on,
and he has eye on the rich young woman
as kin afford to ride them kind o. hobbieA
And when the Fourth Of July is perty
nearly here, the rich young woman says As
how she's goin' ter give US kids picnic in
the Wintry woods Ole Job Wintry's her
uncle and she's his sole airss, and she kin
do Jest what she wants ter with both Of
'em And she tells the lady and gentle
men teachers of the Mission that she shall
expect 'em to help her "entertain the
lambs of her little flock;" and l see the
curly wolf bowin' and scrapin' and
makes up my mind to stay close by the
fold and not git alone with him in the
Wintry woods!
The fellar that runs the weather racket
were kind and perlite as chips that Fourth
of July Such sunlight and big pink clouds
and shinin' waters and soft warm winds !!
I KEEP close ter my teacher, and his lovin',
kind eyes KEEP lookin' so glad down inter
my face, that. somehow, felt he was goin'
ter do some pleasant thing fur me; and
then and there I made up my mind il the
ahance came I'd do somethin' fur him
The whole caboodlc Of US were driv out
in 'busses-sech jolly percession of 'em!
But she and the curly fellar went flyia'
long past US in q stylish buggy hitched
onter two spankin' snowy gray lags-her
own turnout, yer mind, kids. Then little
cloud KEN up, somehow, at sight Of 'em,
and see it settle over my dear teachers
watchin'. wistful eyes; and I fled VOW
on top o. tother one that I'd just go right to
her and tell her my 'pinion o. them two
lovers o. bern. Seemed like she didn't have
nobody to tell her nothin', or she'd Q never
wasted no time on that hifalutin' dandy.
O. course her ole aunt were allus trapes-
in along with her-a Wilhelm and goin' on
ridiculous: but she were worse than Jest
nobody at all; sides, l knowed she druther
have the curly man, any day, fur his looks.
The wintry woods was cool and green
and chuck full o. dancin' lights and shad-
ders, and the air in it were sweeter than
the lovely stuff on my teachers Sunday
hankychiff. breathed SO deep, kids, that
most got tipsy on the smell o. the spicy
woods wanted ter yell, and howl, and
roll over and over in all the loneliness.
And I does roll over; and cause the air
was SO cool, and the shadders SO deep, and
the grass so soft falls sound asleep. And
when gets ter dreamin' I thinks hears
her talkin' soft and quiet like-and q
arguin' this away and that; and, will you
b'leeve me, fellers, when opened my eyes,
10. if they weren't somebody talkin' right
on the opposite side o the big tree were
layin' under-and 1t were her voice!
1T is true" heered her sayin', sit
is true that have known you for quite q
while, Mr.. Montressor, and that have
every reason to think you are an upright
and honorable gentleman, but the question
you have asked me is one that can not
answer, fear, without giving you pain"
"Ah, do not say that Miss Wintryr'-
kids, it were the curly man a holdin' forth.
Think how dark my life will become
without your sweet presence! All will be
a blank to me, and my heart will be crushed
and broken. Oh, Miss Wintry, have
ionged for this hour-I have lived in the
sweet consciousness that my suit was not
displessing to you-thst my love would
surely win love in return, and that -"
Fellars, l couldn't help it. got SO scairt,
fearin' she would up and lissen approovin'
ter that perty speech o. his'n, that jest
gave one awful yell like Injun in fit!
Ny yell had two twin echoes-Mister
Montressor and Miss Wintry jest ,creeched
like all possessed. and the curly dude
fore he got the right lay O. land axshul-
~ struck out and run! I craw!ed round
through the green ferns and grass to
where she were sittin', and axed her
pardon fur scarin' her, humble enough; but
she jest laughed hearty, and put her dazzlin'
white hand on my red top knot, and says:
II thank you, Jim; you have done me .
great service!" and laughed again.
t'Miss Wintry," says !, kneelin' close
beside her dress of perty white stun that
was layin' like foam;n' pillows all round
her, Miss Wintry, don't issen to that
man no more; he hain't wuth one sweet
glance o yer perty eyes. Turn yer ten
ton to one who loves yer as the flowers
loves the dew-one who is as inherent and