St. Landry democrat., 1888-01-14

bet You hadn't orter be so tetchy
cause We know, we are sech friends. >
| A fortni't or so arter that, Seth came
home brustlin' with madness. He'G
bin down to the post-office arter the
mail an there's where he laid in hi;
stock O righteous anger.
Look here, Melviny," ses he to me-
'ef We don't make that postum over
there keep her nose out O. ahis hero
place, I will; hang me eff doa IT,
"What's happened" ses ], what
makes We SO riled up? Why, ye're a:
red in the face as Il turkey gobbler!'
"Who wouldn't be red," ses, Seth,
a-slingin' himself onto the settee, an
snortin' powerfully.
Il hedn't no more'n set foot into the
office, when up comes old man Filkins. .
"'Wall, Seth, my boy ses he, he al
ways calls me that, seein' he knowec
me from a baby, I pity We, indeed that
[ do
"What fer?' - SEES
"Don't purtend We don't know what
I'm drivin' at; why, it's all over this
ere community an we've got most
folkse's sympathy in yer heavy affiic-
ton ses old Filkins.
PITY! sympathy!' ses l, Il don't
stand in need ont, as know on. Can't
ye say what's up?"
Boy ses he, 'ye're actin like a
man, bearin' yer trouble without finch
in nor no whinin,' l respect We all the
more fer it. But it must be hard fer
We, what's thort the world an all O. yer
| wumman, to see her head turned by
that city chap. Yes it must be bit
ter pill, to see the mother ov yer child
rim set We aside fer other. An it must
be agonizin' an grindin' worm that $
gnawin' into yer vitals, when yer wum-
man what's been yer pardner so menny
years an has got her family mostly
raised--'
"'By Jehosophat! old man, eff it
warn't fer yer gray hairs, I'd knock We
clean into the middle O next week
Seem yer plenty old enough to be my
father, [ won't tech We, but see that We
prove yer words, OF LII give ye' law to
yer hearts satisfaction
Il expect be!lered them words loud
enough fer every body to hear, cause I
warn't in the right sort O mood to be
soft an sweet-spoken, just then.
boy ses Filkins, I wouldn't say
nothin' fer ter harm We or Melviny, no,
not fer the world, We know that, an
when / sed what did jest now, it was
cause / b'lieved it; though I'm thank
full enough fer yer sake that there amt
no truth in it. But it's the community
talk. My wumman brung the news
home from the SEWN society yistiddy.
She hedn't been out O. the house fer
more n week, SEEM she'd he'd the in
faoenzy bad, an to the society the
wimmin talked it over as eff it was a
old story, that ye an Melviny air Twin
II perfect cat-an' dog life on account O.
that ere city chap what been visitin'
to yer house.
"'Uncle Filkins, ses l, 'ef I've bin
too hasty, Pm sorry, but twas enough
to rifle up emmy man. But it beats me
who could ha' Matched out that piece O.
SANDER an how it could ha' started
without nothin' but that inherent visit
to build on.
THAT amt hard to account fer.
says Filkins. 1t leaked out in the fust
place that Mrs. Possumnose told her
man that she'd bin botherin' Melviny
some about her city visiter, just to hey
~ little fun, th.:S Melviny got badly
comflustered a., acted as eff she'd bin
ketched stealth sheep, that she pinned
her right do,yn to it, and sure enough,
before she come away, Melviny as good |
as owned up that she did like Reynolds
better nor ye, cause he is smart an
city bred in his ways. Possumnose
must ha' told his hired man on it,
cause Betsy Sykes, that works to Mrs.
Starkweather's. told it round to the
Possumnose' hired man is
Betsy's teller. We know. and its nat
terel he should tell her every thing he
hears
In That way 1t 5 found It's way into |
the SEWN society an that's where my
got hold ON it an brung it
hum to us. =
AN, now, Melviny," ses Seth, with
that determined kind ov a look that al
ways comes onto his face when he's
made his mind up that he's got to 90
ahead with something that goes agin
him, an still he's got to be done,
next time Mrs. Possumnose comes in
here I want ye to tell her that she's
kerr.ed her friendship just a leetle too
fur, an that she's goin' to too much
trouble a tryin' fer to be true friend
TO you, an that We mean to take the
heavy an pressin' duties of her friend
ship off n her shoulders fer good an
always. An eff ye won't tell her, I
Vill.''
| could tell by seth's looks that ten
7okes O. oxen couldn't ha' pulled him
nut o his determination, and Gale late
ken read his natterel dispersishun
niddlin' straight. Besides, I wus
worked up myself, which amt to be
at.
Howsumever, twas goin' to come