The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1889-12-14

The parson hismOunted and, with the
old man, followed the lovers into the
house.
Is it possible, said the preacher, IN
response to a declaration made by the
old squire, that you cannot, even by
the persuasive appeal to sentiment, set
tie this extremely eccentric courtship?
Can't do it, one way or luther, the
old man rejoined, and then, quickly
turning to the girl, he added: Judy,
I've got idee.
What is it, pap2
Wall, it's this: Parson Biddle, here,
has seed good deal of the world
wy you've been way down in Robinson
county, hain't you, parson7
Yes, the parson answered proudly.
Thar, now, continued the old man,
he has even been way down in Robin
son county, and is, frum the fack that
he has seed good deal of the world,
fair ledge Of the good pints in man so
now, Judy, air you willin' 10 leave it to
the parson and take the one he picks
out?
Yes, am willn', the girl answered.
I'm willin', too, Mark quickly spoke
up, but l want to tell the parson right
now that eff he decides agin me I'll
whup him till the folks will think he's
been chewed up and spit up by a
thrashin' machine.
And as fur me, said Job, I'm mon
delighted with the idee, but jest let me
say that eff you decides agln me I'll
wallop him till you'd have to get him
together with hay rake.
Gentlemen, the parson remarked, l
shall render no decision. l am very
well satisfied with my position in life -;
my circuit is comparatively smooth and
| have pretty good horse my salary
is Tagging, but the sisters have gwen me
ninety eight lindsy shirts and calico
handkerchiefs enough to cover the rock
of ages so, taking it all into considera-
ton, do not care to be food for a
dyspeptic threshing machine 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 fust. Judy, fetch out the jug, he
added, as the preacher SAID Something
in an undertone. Now, boys, he con-
tinued, when the jug had been brought,
hep yo'selves.
The boys being nightly partial to-
ward liquor, began to help themselves.
The old man took few pulls and the
parson dampened his pucker, but the
boys drank recklessly, and, after a
while, they were generously intoxicated.
Job, said Mark, I'm the best friend
you ever had. You may have Judy.
Mark, Job responded, you amt no
better friend to me than | am to you,
so you take ntr.
Won't do it; you've got to take her.
No, you've got to.
Now We can call on the parson to
decide, the old man delightfully."- ex-
claimed.
That's what we can, said Mark. Par
son, you pick out one of US to be the
husband of Judy, here, and l want to
say right here that Jobs my friend an
that you decide asin him I'll larrup you
till you'd run through sitter.
Parson, I'm in favor of you maxim
decision, Job declared, and l am wilIin'
to leave it to your Judgement; but let
me tell you right now, parson, if you
decide agin Mark III whale you till all
that is left of you would ooze through
a tow sack.
Gentleman, said the preacher, as l
just now remarked, | am not at all dis
pleased with my circuit. am attached
to my ninety eight lindsey shirts and
have become smitten with my calico
handkerchiefs. | shall make no deci-
sion.
Mark and Job began to stretch them
selves on the floor. Let them sleep,
said the old man. Ho, me, he sighed,
| don't see no way outen this trouble.
| do, the preached answered, step
outdoors with me.
When they returned the old man
SAID: Judy, a decision has been made.
You must marry the preacher. Hold
on, now, don't fy off He'd do better
by you than either one of the boys.
Why, jest think, he's got calico hand
kerchiefs enough to make more bed
quilts than you could stuff into hired
mans appetite, and every woman in
the community would be
Petrifed with envy, the parson sug-
gested.
An expression of delighted resigna-
ton shone on the girls face. l will
make out the license and do the
marryin' myself, said the old man. Oh,
don't be skaered now I'll fix the boys
all right.
4
Mark awoke, and getting up, aroused
Job. Squire, said Mark, we got lit
tie too much of your ticker. Where
did you git it?
That preacher that was here sent it
to me the other day.
Wall, he knows what strong Ticker is,
don't he Job2
That's what he do, Mark, Job added
| don't know how we air goin' to fix
up this love business.
Neither do l. Where's Judy2
It's well you may ask whar she is