Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1890-02-13


dletcn. and Old Aunt Sukey Middleton, and
Old Granny Middleton, and q half dozen
other Mid.letons, had hold Of me-. You never
saw such time.
The old man offered me q chew OF tobacco,
the old lady hustled me into the back room
and pulled out brown jug OF corn liquor
from under the bed, and, with many wink
and meaning smile, told me to drink hearty,
for that was some she was saving to make
caInphor with
AS soon as could go back, began to look
for 81 but didn't have long to wait.
s.Why, you're stranger in these parts.
said she, shaking both my hands, 'you gwine
to be at the frolic?'
eyes, and I'm going to dance with you.
"It,s a 90, and here's your mule, my
honey"
How long till supper, Sisr
ssOh, I'll have it ready In three jerks of
sleeps tail. Lemn,c go, now"
..Ain't you going to give fellow Hsss"
eff it amt woth akin fur, it amt wo'th
havin'."
s'Then won't ask" and suited the action
to the word.
l had to tell the old man and the old lady
and all the neighbors the history of my life
"And hain't you marriedT' asked old Mrs.
Middleton.
''AhemI Well, yes, you know have been
married a good while but you mustn't tell the
girls"
s'Why, shure 'nough, you are merried
Lemme see Who'll
'Why, nanny, don't you recollect that
gal that cut me outF' said Sis, who had
slipped up in hearing distance.
I'm have another kiss for that" said I,
making the best of a bad job.
swell, boss, you won't as easy as you might
think. You can't play off as single Teller
with us. We all know you"
go on an fix that supper, Sis. Name o
common sense. You've got the man beside
himself. l want to chat with i'm some. Eve
knowed his daddy afors m fur forty years.
Useter spark me, in my younger days; that's
what makes this boy seem like home folks"
thanked her from my heart for that, and
was soon engaged IN retailing an illustrated
history Of myself, with notes and comments,
to the contented listener.
The twilight had Geepened into dark when
Sis yelled:
"Supper's ready, folkses!"
The long tables were erected m the sandy
yard, and were loaded with homely good
things of innumerable variety If you doubt
the power of the hog to manipulate himself,
you go down to that land of ''hog and hon.
my" and investigate for yourself.
Ham, jowl and peas, hoghead cheese, souse
meat, hog feet, chithngs, sausages, liver pud-
dings, blood buildings, spare ribs, back bones,
cracking bread-but why go ona
ate like famished wolf 1t was the first
meal OF the kind had had In dozen years,
and made up for lost time. gobbled down
porcine delicacies that would make me weak
with dyspepsia to even think of here in town.
But after awhile we got through, and by
that time the sets were forming fer a break
down in the big room of the house, which had
been cleared of everything but few chairs
up close to the fireplace, where the old folk
could sit and look on and enjoy the fun.
partners on the f1oor!" beloved Dink, and
old Nick Watson began to tune his fiddle.
"Come on, Sis" l said, and We took or
places.
First four forwardr'
Old Nick struck up Happy Tim in Geor-
gy,n and at it we went.
Jerusalemi We came down to it in regu-
lar old time style. l felt my joints grow
Timber and my feet grew lighter at every
jump.
Right an lef' thar"
Here we went, ''trippity, trippity, trippity,
trip" and every time caught Sis by the hand
squeezed it with all my might.
Hands all round to the right"
'Trippity, trippity, trippity"-
CAL promenade"
With hop and skip and a jump we went
while old Nick began to sing to his fiddle:
'Reelin' an erTockin',
An I'm bonn to go;
Rcelin' an errockin',
An I'm boun to go.
Oh ladies, fare you well!
'@Swing and changel"
My head grew dizzy, and as I swung Big
Sis reached my arm as far around her waist
as l could reach, and yelled;
Bring me piece Of chalke'
Turn your corner"
'tSwing your paroner!"
"Bring me that chalkf' I cried.
''What furs" yelled Old Dady Middleton.
from the corner.
80 can keep count. I've Rugged Big Sis
half way round; now want to makes mark
so | can go round and hug the other"-
Smack
/ felt singing blow on my cheek.
What do you meanF l asked, opening
my eyes.
"Who are you huggings Who's Big Sisw
Great Scott! 1t was my good and faithful
wifel l had been asleep all the time, and the
whole business was dream.
who's Big Sis, says"
The next time that doctor gives me any Of
those frisky white powders I'm going to en-
gage room at some hotel, and lock myself in
The blamed things fixed me up the jolliest
dream, and then got me into a scrape
Dogon such physic!-Montgomery NJ Fol-
SOM in Atlanta Constitution