The Globe-republican., 1890-03-19

up in that quail
ity which means success in kentucky.
The other night a reception was given
at the Press Club to one Mrs. Patti, a
woman that has made considerable noise
as a singer. My nephew, who runs q
newspaper here, got ticket to the re-
ception, but as he was suddenly called
away on business he transferred the
ticket to me. Wife, she was mighty
nigh tickled to death. l don't know
that have seen her SO we'll pleased
since the report that our red COW had
fallen off of the bluff proved to be in
correct.
Well, we went. Mrs. Patti took .
position near one corner of the room
and proceeded to smile on every body
present. l didn't care about being in
troduced to her myself, because l never
went wild over music nohOw.
l reckon you remember that fellow
Tom Boyle. that used to sing in our
neighborhood. He beat Matt Wilson
out of twenty-five cents, but he didn't
beat me out of any thing, for, as say.
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care to be introduced to her, but wife
she was as keen as briar, so decided
that it wouldn't do no harm, and up we
marched and were introduced. Wife
she says: They tell me, Miss Patti.
that you do sing right pert Patti sort
of looked at her, not knowing what she
meant. Wife. being a great hand to ex-
plain things, says:
81 have hearn, since I came to this
town, that you are right smart singer"
Then Patti she sort O. laughed, and
wife lowed: 81 don't want to fiatter We
none at all, but would like to hear We
sing a few tunes" Then Patti sort o
giggled, it 'peared to me, and said she
didn't feel much like singing and hoped
wife would excuse her. ''Oh, don't be
bashful," wife says; ''just come right
out and sing as though there wasn't any
body here. Do the best you can, and
we'll excuse you if you don't do quite as
we'll as we think you ought to. I'm
powerful fond of good singing, and do
believe that l would turn away from
hogs jowl and turnip green's to hear a
first-rate song. My husband here laughs
at me for being so foolish about music,
but 1 just can't help it. My daughter
Ann amt more than sixteen years old,
but she can sing like martingale her
self.
81 wish she had come along, for know
you'd like her voice. The way she sings
BILLY in the Low Ground, is plumb eau
ton. You're older and have got more
experience than she has, and if old
Beasley gives me good price for my
goose feathers I'll send her up here and
let you give her few lessons" Jest
about this time we were showed away
by other folks that wanted to shake
hands with Patti, but wife she kept
hanging around till she got another
chance, then she says: "Miss Patti.
how old mout you be?" and Miss Patti
says: ''I'll soon be forty-eight."
'sWell. wouldn't a-took ye for more'n
fifty, nohow," said wife. Patti didn't
say any thing at this, but jest then
somebody else shook hands with
her. Then we had another general
shufflin' up. and wife was showed aside.
But after while she got back at her
again and says: 81 reckon that dress you
got on cost right smart sum-" Patti
smiled and said it did. Jest then a
man come along and said the lunch was
ready downstairs, and wife took hold
of Patti and said: Lets go down and
eat snack" Patti said NO, she was not
hungry. II reckon, said wife, ''that
anybody who knocks around good deal
and has to eat first at one place and
then another don't get very good vid-
ults as general thing.
GIVE got son who used to brake on
the railroad, and he had to put up with