Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1888-11-02


a-here, you Tom, I'll kick you into the
middle of next week if you don't stop
tryin' to lasso that there pig. Come
along here now, an git yer face washed.
| We're goin' to the Coop an mebbe
you'll git some candy eff you'll behave
| yourselves"
There was only one seat in the wagon,
and on it sat Dick johnson and his wife,
who held the baby in their arms.
| Caddie sat on the box in the back of the
| wagon, and the children rolled around
her IN the hay that was always taken
along for the horses to eat while the
women were trading in the Cooperative
store and the man was drinking at the
one saloon.
The road ran along the bank of a river,
whose cleaning breadths, seen at inter
walls through the overhanging willows,
| together with the long sweep of green
and brown and gold bunch-grass that
bowed its tasseled heads as the breeze
passed over it, waving like a many
colored sea, away to the dark mountains
with their snowy tops, formed a picture
almost sublime In its perfect loneliness:
That there grass is cen Almost ready
| to cut" remarked old Dick. 81 guess
Pl borry the Bishops hay rick to-
morrer, an 90 after a load O. hay, an
you youngsters kin come along an help
stamp it, eff you want to-"
The children set up joyful shout, for
| this was a treat to them, as it would be
to any one, to tumble about in the long
grass, to fish for minnows in the cool,
gurgling creek, to wade into it knee deep
for watercress, to pick tart, wild straw
berries. and to eat all these delicacies
with the sweet home made bread and
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| full day, how pleasant it was to roll in the
understanding hay, with the breezes
cooling their sun-burned cheeks during
the long ride home.
The wagon drew up at last in front of
the village store, and the girl marshaled
the children into the ''Co-op." with a
/ good deal Of forcible persuasion.
'How de do, Sister Johnson" said the
storekeeper, who was also the Mormon
Bishop; ''well, Caddie, I see you're as
fat and sarsy as you ever was"
Caddie stared at him scornfully, not
because she was offended at his free Ian
guage, she was quite used to that; but
this uncouth creature had as much nat
ural coquetry as any other 15-year old
girl.
"How much be you pain fer tip top
butter now" she asked; ''Tll let you
hev' this here. eff you'll Civ me six bits
roll fer it,
"Oh, come now," he said, "you don't
want to do me out of all my profits like
that. Seem it's you, I'll let ye hev two
bits pound fer it, and that's more'n I'd
do fer anybody else"
"Well," said the girl, 81 guess I'll
jest look at some shoes, and if l kin see
par l like, I'll jest take 'em for the
butter"
Caddie's mother had gone with her
numerous offspring to visit friend, and
Caddie was left alone to do her trading.
Her elderly admirer took advantage of
this fact to plead his case with the hand
some girl.
you've got purity face fer gal of
your size," he said, as she tried on pair
of calfskin shoes, declining all help
from him.
HUH" said the lady, too engrossed
with her task to notice the compliment;
these here shoes fits kinder slick, but
I don't b'licve they'll hold water when
the snow comes"
ooh, they'll hold water fast enough"
he answered; ''but they amt half nice
enough fer such a handsome gal. Now
here's par O kid shoes Pm savin' fer
my wife"
"Well," asked Caddie, sharply, "then
why don't you give um to her? She
needs UNI bad enuff''
"Now look a-here, Cad" he said,
''that's tom-foolishness, an you know
it; Nirandy don't want fer nothin', an
she don't care about tineries, but most
girls does, an | tell you what, my Sec
ond'Il hev the incest buds O. any woman
in town."
Caddie had put on her shoes again by
this time, and she id not propose to
listen to h m any longer. 1t would not
be wise to quarrel with the Bishop, but
she had no desire "to play second fiddle
in no kind O. music" and she told him
so.
CLAW, haw, haw," he laughed, 81
guess not. l kin jest see the way my
ole woman III hev to step around when
you air Mrs Burns. See here, Caddie,''
he added, as she turned to go, 81 want
to talk to you, an you might jest as
we'll listen now as emmy other time, You
know your pa went prOspectin' last year,
an furnished the grub fer the trip.
Well, he found putty good claim, an
now an eastern company's sent an expert
out here to look at it, an like as not
they'll buy it. Well, one night yer pa
got purity full here in town, and 1 got
him to sign bill O. sale of the mine.
Now he don't know nothin' bout the
company, an he don't know tibet the
paper he signed wuz bill O. sale. I've