River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1889-07-18

a-hoein' hard in de iiel al day, and he mean
nough TO dock my wages ten cents cause
warren back at noon Jest Al de minute. /
warn't late mOrpn half an hour or tree
quarters or an hour at de mos. an | was
dat cause had to see Sim Jones bout de
watermil.ions Tor &c church fest'ble. But
! give hin piece Of my mind
i 'spose Mr.. Benson dom want to pay
for work he don git"
7"Dou' gIt2 Why, thar was sam Stevens
an Bill jenkins; they talk more'n half de
time, an rested on they handles more'n
t'bther half, an did he dock them auyl Not
hid He got spite gain NE. know dat dis long
time. An he's as close s pignut, any
way"
Ibid you git yo' ten centsl'' asked Aunt
Lucy, wisely waving arguments.
''No, didn't. Nor he won't git no mo-
work outen me for nothin', an so l tot him
TO his face" replied Goliath, following bis
wife into the supper table, whereon the
corn was steaming in a golden pile, Tie
red tomatoes were temptingly sliced, and
the redder water melon occupied the place
Of honor in the center. The sight Modified
TO some extent the angry man, and his
grumbiings dIed away IN vague muttering
Wizard you git dat new hoe - Queried
Aunt Lucy, as 'Liah hung that instrument
up in the wood-shed preparatory 10 a souse
IN the basin Of water ready in the kitchen
sink.
'.Nebber you mind. Women always want
stick their nose into ebberyting"
Air. johnson was evidently IN a very bad
humOr.
AN what you done wild our ole hoe you
took away dis Moons You didn' trade dat
of fornew one, dat know, 'Llah, persisted
his wife.
''Yes, 1 did, # We 'ciT know"
:" Liah Johnslug," blurtcd out Aunt Lucy.
as a sudden suspicion famed in her eyes,
''dat amt Ose of Moses Benson's hocsf You
amt gone an changed OFF yo' ole hoe for
one his'n, l hopei You wouldn' dodat if he
is a skincher, n you member de church,
'I.iah Johnsingr'
Miss JOhnsing, you Jest ten to yO' own
buis ness. Dom you let me hear no mo,
not one mo- word, bout dat hoe. You hear
meg
With closely compressed lips Aunt Lucy
completed the preparations for supper. She
called in the children-six, of all ages-and
they sat down.
''Liah Johnsing, ask de blessing" she
said, her usuaIintimatlon that all was ready
for a start, but on this occasion accom-
panied with a look that said plainly: IF
you can"
The meal went somewhat gloomily off
The overtures Of the younger fry to either
parent We're grumpily met Supper things
being cleared away, young Sally sat down
to the meiodeon in the parlor and played
Moody and Saukey songs for the Johnson
chorus, win c their elders sat in the porch
aad silently watched the young moon 90
down, each absorbed in unpleasing medlta-
ton.
Suddenly, as bedtime drew near, 'Llah
rose and went into the house, saying as he
went: Got to go down TO de sto', Lucy.
forgot got to NOW Dawkiuses fel to NOR
row, an my whetstun's worn clean down to
de bone, an I've got to start of tomorrow
fore sto's open"
'Liah had been gone hardly a minute
when Aunt Lucy called in tragic whisper
10 Paul, her Oldest boy, six years Of age,
who was justthend deep in Only an Armor-
bearer" You. Paul, you come here quick,
by yo'self."
Paul, used to obeying, came promptly.
and was drawn close up TO his nOtheron the
settee. Now, you Paul" continued the
tragic whisper, Il wonder kin l trust you
TO do something for me"
Paul, distrustful Of such general demands,
kept discrcetly silent.
= wish you's little bigger, but de ! ord
will hCi' 20 up. Paul, you listen.
small boy could hardly listen more in
teutly.
when yo' paw comes home from de sto',
an ives all gone to bed an got 'sleep-yo'
hearin', Paul.'
''Yes'm."
You get up stills a mouse, an you go
cit dat hoa vO' nav brOlluht horup am don