Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1889-03-14
A YANKEE LOVE STORY.

CLOCKS you cau uepeuH Ob Ncch uhyo ~
don't matter so much; | can kinder keep
strait by the fscs'ry whistler. Well, it'll
give US a chance ter step inter the
graveyard. good many o the army
ments have been pnt up sence you was
here. They're mOsely alike, all 'cept old
Cap'n Broadus's--he was bound ter have
something different. He picked his'n out
nisself an had il put up fore he died ter
make sure there wasn't no mistake bout
it. That's his'n over there-s female
fgger holdin' urn. Some folks would
have it twas a goblet, an said oonsiderin'
ht ID KEEP somebody stsudin' round with
glass ready for him all his life, he
might "a dispensed with it when ne come
ter be- dead; but he was a dreadful pecu-
liar mai, an he didn't have many friends.
Didn't you ever hear how he starved his
darterf Law, pcw we've got time 'nough,
wen Jest Get down on this bench, in the
shade, an III tell ye bout it, while we're
waitin'; the fust bell amt but jest rung.
"How pretty them moss pinks look,
CROWN over there on Myra Pratt's
gravel Will Rogers planted 'em there. He
was kespin' comp'ny with her when che
died. Folks said he WAS most distracted
.
goin'ter marry Fanny Scott next week. He
bought the Dunn farm an they're goin'
to set up-Here. But | was tellin' you
bout Cap'n Broadus.
"He was great, rough, red faced,
blaok-bear1ed man, with voice like a
clap o. thunder. He was cap'n o. one o
the big steamships runnin' out o. New
York, an he'd bin in the Chiny trade, an
don't know what not. He'd bin all over
the world, but wherever he went he bore
the same character-a dreadful rough
man an dreadful profane. 1 shouldn't
think twas right ter tell SIGH story on
the Sabbath eff there want SIGH lesson
to be larped by it.
"'Twas Gurus ter see the cap'n an his
darter tygether. You'd never at thought
they was related; but she took after her
mother, who died when she was born.
"Well, you'd s'pose, pretty as Alice was
an rio n as the cap'n was knowed ter be,
there'd be no end o. fellers hangin' round
her, like bees round a honeysuckle; but
the truth ont wss, they was all so scarf
% the cap'n, an Alice herself was so
took up tryin' ter please him, an keep
him from gettin' mad at folks while he
was home, an when he was gone a tryin'
to get breced up an ready for his next
visit, that she didn't have no time ter
think o. nothin' else. Eff You never see
the csp'n, you can't have no idee the sort
o. man he was. He'd stan an swear till
he was black in the face when anything
put him out.
"But the young men got the idee that
Alice was stuck up, an felt herself
Dove 'em, 'coun' e her money an eddi-
cation; for the earn said he'd 'compnsh
her an he did-she played on the pisnner
beautiful. But they didn't like it cause
she never noticed 'em-'stead o bein'
thankful as they orter bin. She had a
queer, slow way o. liftin' her eyelids, as
ef her long, black lashes was so heavy
she couldn't hardly get 'em high 'nou,, h
ter see from under; but when she did get
'em up-well she RELY did have the
sweetest eyes ever see in girls face,
an they had such inherent, appealin'
look, 1 s'pose she got tryin' ter psoify
the cap'n. But she never needed to try
it twice on nobody. as one young Teller
found it out TO his cost; but '0was all the
cap'n's fault it happened.
"He was home one Sabbath, uglier'n
usual swearin' at everybody an every
thing, high an' low, an he kept it up
all the morniu' till he was fairly in meetini
he alters went to meetin regular rs
could be.
"Well, he sot there in his pew, his
eyes rangin' round, spyin out sunthin
ter lind fault with, when all at once they
lighted on Stan Purdey-Squire Purdey =
son, you know. He'd been off studyin
ter be a doctor, an had Jest come homt
for q little vacation fore he begun ter
practice. He was good lookin' young
Teller.
We'll, he was settin there lookin' toe
an it Jest shows how folks git into
trouble when they speui their time star
in round stead o. payin' 'tention ter the
minister.
"But Stan, he'd bin lookin' at the cap'r
an thinbiu' What curious old critter he
was, an how bis darter didn't look much
like him, an then, as was ustral, he
looked at Alice, an his, eyes hadn't fair
w. lighted on her when the cap'n turned
an caught him. 1t seemed ez eff that
was what the old feller'd been waitin for
He riz right up in his seat, his eyes roll
ing in his head, an he took Alice by the
arm, en- he marched right down the aisle
out o meetin', an as he passed the
Purdy's pew he glared so Stan thought
he was goin' ter have fit, sn' didnf
know but twas his dooty to foller an
tend ter him; bat twas jest as well he
didn't.
"rhe csp'n made straight for home
usin' most awful language He said he
knowed now why Alice was alias so anx-
ious to 90 ter meetin' An 'twa'n't ne
use for her to tell him what was the
Twin truth-skst she didn't know Star
Purdy from Tom Nokes, and hadn't
never sot eyes on him. He wouldn't
blieve her.
He had ter 90 ter the city that night
lucky for her. for she was clear worn out
but ye couldn'5 blame her that next Sab
bath she did look over ter the Purdy's
pew, ter see who twas the cap'n made
such fuss bout an Stan, rememberin
how the cap'n had acted the week Rfore
looked cross 81 her Jest Is she looked at
him,
well, I'm too old woman ter 90