The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1889-12-05

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preacher drew up at the gate.
The parsnn disnonnted and, With
the old man, fs,llowe,,i the lovers ineD
the ,use.
as it possible" said the preacher.
in response tn a declaration made BY
old Squire, ''thats you cannot, oven by
the most persuasive appeal 70 senti-
ment. settle this extremely eccentric
courtsnip?"
"Can't do it, one way nor luther"
the old man rej"ined. and then. quick
ly turning 10 the girl,he added !:
"Judy, I've got a i'iee. l"
"What is it. para p
"Wau, it's this: Parson Briddie,
here, has seed-.a. good deal II tho
wofld-wy, you've been way down in
Robinson county. hain't yos,. parson ?"
YES the ParsoD answered proudly.
"Thar, now." continued the old man,
"he has even been way down in Rob-
inson county. and is, from the fack
that he has seed good deal of the
world, a fair jedge of the good pints in
man; 80 now, Judy, air you willin' to
leave it to the Parson and take the
one he picks out p
eyes, lam willin'. ."the girl answered.
I'm willin'. s,o." Marx quickly
spoke up, ''but I want to tell the Par
son right now that ef he decides ngin
me I'll whup him till the folks will
think he's been chawed up and spit up
by a thrashin' machine" ~MTsfs
"And as fur me-" said Job, "I'm
NON delightful With the idee, bot jest
let me say that eff he decides agin me
I'll wallop him till you'd have to get
him together with hay rake"
"Gentlemen," the Parson remark
ed, II shall render no decision. am
very well satisfied with my position. in
life my circuit is comparatively
smooth and have pretty good horse;
my salary is tagging, hut the sisters
have given me ninety: eight Rlinsey
shirts and calico handkerchiefs eneuRh
te cover the rock Of ages; 90, taking it
all into consideration, I do not care to
be fool for a dyspeptic threshing-ma-
chine or to clog the teeth of ! hay rake.
"Ah, Lawd" sighed the old man,
"the end amt no nearer in sight than
it was at tust Judy, fetch out the
Jug" he added. as the preacher said
something in an undertone. "Now,
boys" he continued, when the jug had
been brought, "he'p yourselves" ~
The boys, being nightly partial to-
wards liquor, began to help themselves.
The old man took q few pulls and the
Parson dampened his pucker, but the
boys urank reckiessly, and, after =
while they were generously intoxicsted.
"Job, said Mari, I'm the best friend
you ever had. You may have Judy.
"Mark," Job responded. "you amt
no better friend to me thanI am to
you, 80 you take her."
Wont do it; you've got to take her. +"
mo, you've got TO-"
Nov we can call on the Parson to
decide" the old man delightedly OK
claimed. III iii EiH >t(g3 -
That's what We csn," said Mark,
"Parson; you pick out one Of as to be
the husband of Judy here, and I want
to say right here that Jobs my friend
an that eff you decide agia him I'll
larrup you till you'd rua Through a
sifter.p i MY IS .s6 Ea& -
"Parson, am in favor Of you max.
in decision" Job declared. "And
am willin' to leave it to your judg-
ment; but let me tell you right now
Parson, if you decide agil Marx, I'll
whale you till all thst . lett of you
would ooze through tow sack"
Gentlemen" said the preacher
"as 1 just now remarked, I sm not Al
all displeased with my circuit. have
become attached TO my ninety eight
linsey shirts and have become smitten
with my calico handkerchief. Ishai
make no decision" "b4e5lsi5;ia i9f3ii
Mark and Job began TO stretch
themselves on tho Aoor. LET then
Sleep" said the old man. "Ho, me,
he sighed, II don't see no wsy outer
this trouble"
II do," the preacher answered
"Step outdoors With me-"
Whom they returned the old mai
said: Judy, s0dssisionJ ha, sbsal
made. You must marry the preacher
Hold on, now, don't fly. off,. Had d.
better BY you than either ono Of tha
boys. Why, jest think, he's got calic.
handkerchie6 enough to make imort
bedquilts than yeu could 'stnH into Z
hired mans appetite, and Svsryi wo
man IN the community would be- -.
aPetri6ed with envy, 'the PaEsop psaegsseed
I An, expression Of delighted Efai2natior
shone ou the girls face. ri win make ou
the license and do the mssfyin' myself,'
said n, !hs old man. "0h: don't b 'keere'
now; IN E. s. the boys . all right. +,
L Marx 'a~oke and getting up, aroused Job
Squire" said Mark. I'VE got little to-
much OF your ticker. Where did you git it?'
THAT preacherthat was hers sant y tom
the other day"
"wall, be knows what strong ticker i.
oon't he, Job ?"
That's whur he do, Mark" Job added
Il don't know how We air gOin' TO fix ul
"Neilher do Where's Judy!"
Its we'll yol may ask whar she is, whel
ypu drlv' her off that way" answered Nh
old man.
"Whe driy. her OFF r lob sxclai.uei
/ "Hhy, you and Marx thar, thst's 1hu.s
begged you not to drink 81 much bat 70,
diin't pay no attention to me Es4iatAre
both of you-thst ef didn't staf6 1p hir
! and marry Judy to the preacher you kill q
OF as. and 1 jsN had TO. dosG add dahszs -
dris, the bride and gsoqm hwty, ,end 10
I ought 70 be ashamed Of yo,selyes- T
Marx and JOB, remsined ,Siient, sfstin
over tie fire foF an hoqr aeseasey and Tie
Mark, looking up, said; ..s.
rJob. don't believe there's hut oqs bil
ger fool than am.y s'ef},lsssyg s.fy -.gse
YWho's that, Mark r.
.l3 both Of Us tosethsr.D
i rYouEAif fight, 11ark. i1posen' ws saunla