St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-06-23


"yo' knows dat yo'se tole me more
times dan yo'se fingers and toes dat yo'
dubbed me-dat YOU dubbed be har der
dan a marble-top washstand, an dat l'se
sweeter ter 70 dan buckwheat. cakes
and molaSses."
eyes, ] has" remarked Mr.. Snow,
sententious1y.
"Well, honey, disher am on'y 'sposen
case, yo' know, but l wants yo' ter
spoSen jess eZ eff 'twar shOnuff One."
'All right, Luce"
"Well, den, 'sposen--'sposen we-me
an yO'-was gwine down Gle ribber-
on a 'scursion, Well say-on a steam
boat
"Ya-as, on 'scursion." he inter-
rupted.
"Well, honey, fore we goes any fur
der, wants ter AK yer-Sam, KIN yo'
swim?"
There was slight spasm before Mr..
Potts replied.
mo, Luce, Fse 'streemly sorry ter
form yO' OBJ de fac dat de only dreck-
shun what kin circumstantiate frOo de
water am de bottom"
"Well, den," rejoined Miss Snow, Gas
| was latin'; 'spoSen we was aboard
dat ar steamboat glidin' lubbinly an
harmunly down de buZZum OBJ de rib
ber'S stream, an de moon was loOkin'
shiningly down on de smokeStack, an
yO' was sottin' right up to me close,
an had jess put yo' ahrm 'rOun' my
wais', an dere wasn' nobody about, an
yo' was sQueeZin' me up an was jess
a gwine ter gimme de lubbinest kind OBJ
kiss when-when de biler bust!
Mr.. Potts heaved a long sigh OF dis
appointment.
81 is only a-'sposen disher case, but l
wants yo' ter mind de words what 1'se
a-speakin'. AS said jess now, 'SpoSen
de biler'd bust, an when it bust we
bofe was sagatiated up in de air, an
when we come down an fall in Gle
ribber, we see dat de only ting lef' Ob
dat steamboat am one leetlc piece oh
boahd dat waSn' big huff ter hole us
bofe-but dat we bofe grab at it. Now,
Sam, what | wants ter know am, Wud
yo' let go yo' holt oh dat ar boahd, or
wud yo' put me off an took it all ter
yo'self? OATS de question what l am
'sposenw
A very long pause ensued. Mr.. Potts
was evidently not going to commit him
self.
"Say. Luce. kin-kin you swim?' he
finally asked in a cautious manner.
Now. Sam, yO' knows dat l can't
SWIM" she replied.
opinion on de hull matter am-dat we
won't 60 on no 'scursionsv' said Mr..
Potts decisively. "Come, Luce, let's 60
an have er dance"
And then they came out from behind
the screen. MI. Potts looked lambish-
| that is, little sheepish-when he saw
me, but Miss Snow had regained her
| cOmpOsure and her chewing-gum They
| went out of the room and left me alone
to my reflections.
After resting few moments / came
to the conclusion that l might as well
60 home, and l went.
AS was walking up Wabasha street
preparatory to taking cable car-or, to
be more modest, seat in cable carl
met my barber, Edward. was sur
prised to see that he was not at the
party, and l had noticed his absence
while there.
''How does it come that you're not
joining III the festivities Tonight" I
asked him.
swell, yo' see, sab, l was soht ads
apinted in my GAL" he replied, as he
walked along beside me; II soht OBJ
missed connections, SAIL did indeed"
"What do you mean"' asked.
STORY OF A CARRIAGE.
swell, sab. I'll tell yo' de story. sah,"
he replied, looking about him furtively.
"YO' see, sab. l went up ter my gals
house dis ebening after l le' de shop
for ter fetch her down. ter de party. |
was all dress up in great style an
reckon cut putty nice tigah when |
walk inter dat parlor-I does indeed
sall-an' de gal Wasn' ready yet, so MIR.
Simpson-dat's her fader, sah-he come
in ter kim OBJ entertain me, sah-him
an Miss Simpson an all de little Simp-
sones. Well, sab, we sat dere for sew
eral minutes an talk about various
topics. sab, until de gal come down.
AN l tell yo' sab, dat girl was scrump-
tious. She was all tricked out in pretty
clo'es, an had a long train, an white
satin slippahs-oh. tell yo' she war
dandy, an no mistoke. Well, sab,
didn't want ter hurry de gal any. so l
sot dere leetle while longer, an we
talk an talk an talk. Finally, no.
tice' de gal a-lOokin' at de clock kin'er
'sDiciously. an 1 thought 'twar bout
time ter be gettin' move onto us, so
said we might as we'll be a-agoin'.
"Well, sab, she TUX my ahm, an we
walked ter de front do, followed by
Mr.. Simpson, Miss Simpson, an all de
little Simpsones. When opened de do
de gal look out in de street an stop
know. an l coudn' make out what she
was a. stoppin' for, so glib her ahm
little shove. But she wouldn' shove.
She turned aroun' an look at me.
"'Wha's de kerridge? she ak me,
kim proud like.
'Kerridge?' says I, what kerridge?
l couldn' onnerstan' what she mean.
"Why, de kerridge,' she reply, sur
prise like; 'wha's de kerridge?.Wha's
de transportation?
'Kerridge?' say again; 4 hahn seen
no kerridge-I doaq' know muffin 'bout
no kerridge.'
"Well, sab, eff you'd a-seen dat ar gal
look at me! She gev me one look an
dash in de house wild horrible
scream"
"'He KEN ter tex me ter party
widout no kerridgeP she yell as she
pass me. Did anybody cher hear OBJ
such t'ing'
"Den Mr.. Simpson, an Miss Simpson,
an all de leetle Simpsonees yelled out de
same ting. Mr.. Simpson, he grab me
by de coat collar an pull me inter de
parlor, an Miss Simpson, she bang &c
front do an commence ter pull my
hair, an all de leetle Simpsones, dey be-
gin ter kick me on de shins. When we
get inter de parlior, Mr.. Simpson, he
ak me:
"'Does yo' expec' my datter ter huff
1t, when yo' comes ter tex her ter a
pahty?'
can den Miss Simpson say:
"'Does yo' expec' my datter ter huff
it, when yo' comes ter tex her ter
pahty?'
"An' den all de leetle Simpsones say:
"'Does yo' eXpec' my datter ter huff
| it, when yo' comes ter tex her ter a
pahty?'
"All dat was more'n could STAN, an
I hear de gal cryin' in de udder room.