Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-03-09
1T WAS SETTLED WITH BETTY.
Two Hogs, Six Geese and Peacock for
Lacerated Heart.

From the New York Sun
After explaining that his son John was
threatened with breach Of promise suit and
that the girl in the case lived only half mile
away and was willing to be talked to- the old
man asked me to go over with him and witness
his efforts to effect a settlement. We found
the girl at home, also her father and mother
They were all Smelling corn in the kitchen, and
Betty, as the girl was named, looked anything
but broken-hearted. She was % years old.
weighed 165 pounds, and was inclined to senti-
ment. After greetings and general introduc-
ton my friend, whose name was Jeremiah
White, led off with:
Now, then, thar hain't no use in chasing
rabbits all over the woods to find one in trap.
Betty, you and John hev busted up
''Yaas, but it hain't my fault" she replied
NO, indeed" added the mother. He busted
of his own accord"
Reckon he did" put in Betty's father. as he
laid down a half-shelled ear to light his pipe.
when folks is courtin' they often bust up, "
observed Jerry. as he got comfortably seated.
They git jealous. They git sick Of each other.
They git out Of sorts. Mebbe one has a bad
breath"
..Yaas, Jerry, I'm follerin' ye," said Betty'a
father.
'And when they bust up the best way is to be
sensible. John, don't want no row with Betty,
and Betty don't want no row with JOHN
mo more l don't" murmured the fair one.
John isn't ftten for You. Bet. He's all for
nevis and whiskey, and tobacco, and fighting;
and you is all for poetry and stars, and clouds,
and flowers. You is too high-souled for John. ~
''Shuck my hide if that hain't so," exclaimed
Betty's father, as he whacked the edge Of the
tub with big ear Of corn.
Betty simpered and siggled, and the mother
| looked pleased
That's why you busted" softly explained
my friend. Had to come. Couldn't help it,
When one Is too good for 'tothep bust always
comes Say, Betty. couldn't sleep last night
Tor thinking OF that verse you wrote for my old
woman when :. she was sick last year. I'll bet
"Oh, La! MIR. White." giggled Betty.
faas, II run In my head till couldn't sleep.
| kept saying:
'old Mrs. White Is very sick,
And mebbe she will die;
TSs Soe to i Ss x her from the grave
"Ah, Betty, if could write SIGH poetry A
that wouldn't be sloshing around here Q great
while, and you can jigger to THAR
Honest Injun!' she asked, holding an ear OF
| corn in either hand
Dead sure: And now, Betty, being as you
| war too good for John, and being as you've
busted up, I'm going to send you over them
two black hogs and six geese as q present."
lis it for her wounded feelins?' asked Betty's
father.
kinder that way and kinder because she's
so good"
Bets cried a heap. and she's lost lots Of
| time" put in the mother, land you'd better
throw in that ar peacock"
burned il don't, Hammer! He's the incest
bird in the country, and peddler offered me
$40 for him, but chuck my hide II don't
| throw him inn
Then won't sue," said Betty.
mo, she won't" added the father
"Then lis all settled befo' this gent, who Il
the Witness" continued Mr.. White. 'Tm clad
ont. It's the proper way. When folks love and
bust up, a. they sometimes will, thar's proper
way TO settle damages. We've settled, and lu
| send the stun right over, and Bet will be free
to make up to that Teller who 10 selling tanning
| mills up at the corners, and who'll b down
this way tomorrow"