Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1888-05-10

shame TO let that poor thing so OF that
way. Les keep 'er here
We'll. they had il up N down. The old
man didn't s'p:cion nothin' bout Jack. fuI
he thought that was all safe: so 1T last they
greed 70 Ak 'e- jest to stay there till times
got better. Sac wouldn't hear - il at fust
but as the POI thing didn't have nowher's &c
go, she fn'ly concluded to stay for awhile
Wen, sir. waen Jack come home. he Jest laid
| siege. He done it in such a quiet yTay tel
the gal herself didn't know hardly what tC
think Nv i'm. He'd rattle an run on witt
! Carrie Jest ike he al'us did but he WIS al'u:
i.pn the lookout fur Miss McAlpin. I didn':
l10!ane i'm much, fur as soon as she got over
her first proud fit she Jest dropped right into
the family as natchui as Lie. She got 81
she could manage things jest as well as Mis-
| ImbOdea, and a dinged sight better. An
how she did :lesh'n' up. She got as red as
a rose, an her arms got to be as plump, an
never seed SIGH a come out in anybody.
Well, the war broke out. Everybody went
crazy, an the men commenced 70 leave il
comp Lies an fragments, an all was harum-
scarum. heiter-skelter / didn't 90 as long
IS could help It, but Ike 4 great many
| others had 70 go alter awhile. The draft
! tuck Jack Iaboden Just as he come w age,
but the old man didn't keer. He had money
| 'LoUgh TO pay fur a substitute.
| Vow comes the curioUsest part Jack
| 'Ud Jest got to lCvin' that Yankee gal 20 kill.
an she. pO' thing, loved i'm back fur no
body couldn't hep that. He was just as
| clever as he could be. an as handsome as
! one o. them ere pictures you see III history
| books what reads bout the heathens an
| Their gods. So one day Jack Jest up'n axed
her the question right out. Well, sir, hit
Ike to a-scared the gal to death. She did'n
know whot 20 do. Fin'ly she said:
Mr.. Im5odel, I've bin here at your pay
rents house ( good while now. and it's DIN
a mighty pleasant home for me. l know
| Weldon, and it would be wrong for me to
step in the way, and won't 10 it,
| Jack begged an begged, tel fn'ly she
tod him that eff his people was willin', an
eff he hadn't never promised Unset TO Miss
| Carrie, she might study bout it. Then she
went an shet herself up n had bout w
erwin.
Jack he jestwent right up to the old man
an told i'm plump out that he loved the gal.
an would have her or nobody. Whoopee !
| The Old man was dumbf unGed.
CIV - says he. Marry that ERE Yam
kee gal when everybody knows hits as good
as settled betwixt you and Carrie. Why.
this gal hain't got the wrappin's of her fin
ger, an Carrie Weldon's got seventeen likely
niggers besides the plantation.
1T don't make any difference to me-
| father says JACK; I'll have Miss McAlpin
il she'll have ne, and there is no use in dis
cussing the matterr
Well. sir, there was a storm raised. The
| old man kicked up terrible rumpus, an at
last II all turned out jest as mount 'a'bin
expected. Miss McAlpin got ready to hunt
Ter home, an Jack, bein' cut out on every
| side, got on his boss an rode to Jonesboro,
an before anybody l1nowed what he wus
up to he wus IL Eirginny, a-ightin' Yankees
like the very dickens
''Afore he left, though, ne went an told
Carrie tie whole business. an she laughed
at his long face, fur she WIS his cousin, his
father an old man Imboden bein' fust
cousins; an she rot right up an went over
to lmboGen's an tuck Miss McAlpin home
with 'er. al'us liked Carrie, but l never
knowed ha'f how good gal she WIS till
then. She said a'ter'ards that while she
mOut "a had Jack eff he'd "a axed 'er at
the same time she never did love i'm more'n
a sOrter sisters love.
The Old man sulked round n few days,
an talked bout Yankee sDles an hus-
ban'-hunters an all sich as that, but he
'peared to DE onrestles5. Now, this is what
IParnt a'ter'ardS. for you see was in Vir-
ginnY, too, bout that time, alvin on short
rashEns an d tightin' Yankees fur all wus
wo'th. In bout 4 week he rid over to Mis-
WeldOn's an axed alter Mamie as they
called Miss McAlpin. 1t wusnt long afore
ne had her pe'suaded to go back to In
boden's, fur old Mis- Imboden tuck on
terribly when Jack an her both left 'em. So
she sorter settled down thar ag'in. But
she want the same gal no mo- Hit seemed
like she was a-tOtin' dead weight on Ter
shoulders. Ir'aIly don't b'lieve she'd agone
back eff il hadn't "a been that she blamed
herself fur Jacks gwine of like ne did, an
She wanted to sorter make Up fur it some
way. Once she got q letter f'om Jack, but
she never opened it, an jest answered it
with = short note, akin him not to write
any mo-.
We'll. sir, them WIS rattlin' times a
feiler had to take his life IN his have~sacll
up there in Eirginny. Grant an Sherman
an all them fellers wus jest a-shellin' Us an
a-bombardin' US an a-blockadin' US all the
time, an less'n we wcr' a-tightin' we wer'
a-st2rvin', an so what wus the diffunce:
But them sort o. things hain't got nothin' to |
do with my tale, excep hits jest to show
you the ways an wher'fo's.
''Bimeby Their como desperate cavalry |
fight way up thar in the mountains: hit wus |
long towards the last w the war--an' who |
should get hit but Jack Imboden. He was |
badly wounded, too, l kin tell ye They |
sent i'm TO the hospittle, an he stayed Their
awhile, an somehow his daddy got i'm sent
home. When he come home, he didn't look
like the same Teller what went of so hi
lariously. He was persisted most to death.
an nearly dead with that wound, an gan
creme d setin.
well, sir, you orter "a seed them women
folks. They tuck that boz home, an they
sot up night an day with i'm, an they doc
tored on him tell they got i'm started to
ncndin'. You couldn't tell nothin' bout
which one thought the most Nv him, fur
Carrie, an Mis- McAlpin, an old Mis- Wei.
Ion, stiff an naughty as she wus. an his
an all Nv 'em. wer' alike. Hit
seemed like they didn't take no mo- notice
~ the war long Us they had Jack back.
"'Bout that time things wus a-comin' to a
INT, fur all w suddint Joe Browns melish
yus called out. This tuck the old man In
Joden, as ne wus under sixty, an he had to
,ack up an git OF. I'll tell you, thar wus
ime that 'ud "a made you cry That old
,eaceable man what hadn't never even
whipped a grown niger, much less fined a
idgment, had to shoulder muskit an line. |
Poor old man! He wus one w the many
What brcathed out their last at Kennesaw
Mountain. They brung his body home an
'uried it, and then they hated Yankees
vus'n ever.
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