The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1888-06-30

S1e saVey, and no more dreamed o. bein'
tiger TO fine lady than you kids dream
o bein' Governor. Bet l yurned my place,
my homes, and don't you forget it,
AS was sayin', when l see them two
DceNootiful preachers a-walSin' side by side
inter the mission-one teacher o. boys an
oNe teacher o. gals Jest sets in my
mind that God made them two fur each
other, sure-and l haint got no reason to
change my 'pinion as yet.
lallus loved him-he was so grand, and
Tall, and strong lookin', and fur all his
'4EranGness and tallness and strong lookin-
ness, thar was that gentle, sweet kind
way he had as 'ud make kid wanter Law
n ; poor, little, lonesome head agin the
besyootiful black shoulder and Jest stay
there all night | done that very thing
vFunst-honest LINEN, kids, l axshally
dome it-and | haint surprised at yer 'ston-
tshed looks; cause / We're so lifted clean
r02ten myself by the heaven l dreamed of
Go1HiB' true that / clean forgot who were
and where | WERE and that my name was
only Tim Lee. | didn't think o. nothin'
but mother, and Heaven, and angels. and
all them kind o. thoughts-for he held me
close and soft and easy, jest like mother
a1sber, and | forgot the awful pain in nv
&Aohtii lCS, anu was lllOSJ Sldu DFOke IL II
could keep on layin' there so close in his
arms and touch his fine close with my
cheek, and breath the sweet stuff on his
hankychiffl
And she KEN over, too, and looked awful
solemn and pityful at me, and ak me how
KEN TO slip right often the Mission steps.
and how thick were the ice there and why
weren't it shoveled off!
I CnO16Ott har ,cauSa J;l,,+
know RothIn' about it; but watched the
psrty eyes a meetin' his, and his eyes a
xurniH' array with queerish look in 'em
;has AaiNt never lost on kid like me, |
moved from that moment he loved her:
bat he were so simple, somehow, like in
nercent child that he never made her read
the riddle in his eyes-gee, but they was
daisies, kids Great big brown eyes that
lest melted alter pieces with nothin' but
She warmth that KEN wellin' up from his
geNer's heart!
HOW soft he spoke ter mellow gentle he
touched my poor broken leg; and when
yyri1hed his chin, that looked like one that
4 wuESt saw onter marble stature in a
sll1he museyum, shivered and shook like a
2urt thing.
Oh, he were a darlin'! And when were
all well again and outen the hospital, |
UsSter watch fun him on his own partickler
4nonne-comin' street and make him let me
give him a shine fur present-and he'd
smile and pat my red head and jest let me
O. ado whatever wanted ter with his elegant
l1n0ts
Han somes Not any - leastways he
weren't ham some in the same curly way
heY really truly beau were. His mustaches
didn't have no filligree trimmin's at the
ends ner his hair go wavin' from the
EAb3dle of his head in slick scallops ner
hedidn't wear no shinin' pale blue neck-tie,
nsr sport yaller leather gloves with black
ssitchin' all down the outside-oh, no; yer
Kin betcher sweet life he didn't He'd never
be obleeged ter have ter dipend sech
wake ups as them fur his fine looks-not by
"a good l~al! He were jest plain and honest
good loGKin'; and his heart were as perty
1as his big brown eyes-fur he showed
IT every day Of his life, while the other
ksa3Asr hid his'n-sech as it were-under his
striped silk wescut.
Is9ery sunday ut the Mission l see 'em,
sAil Through the cold spring and the late
s-TNim' summer; and the more l secs 'em
thle 2zSve watches their COINS on; and ]
ssse she haint come to even guess he loves
Ecr like blazcs and is jest too inherent