New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1890-07-30

| up as SUfalSnJ as an eXc]ama ton
point, as if in eternal surprise of
something. Now, as the hair hap
pened to be fiery red, this popularity
gave him very much the appearance
of those representations Of the sun
in which that luminary appears as
human face surrounded by flaming
rays. 1t is needless to say that with
all these advantages over the com
mon herd, Jimpson Jones was a man
OF Importance in the Flatwoods.
While we have been scrutinizing his
appearance, he was nearing his des-
tination, and, leaving the big road,
entered the domain Of the big bug Of
the communicable Man Billings.
But he did not go much further than
the gate, for inside was the well with a
little sheltered platform built about
tt, and on this platform was seated
the object Of his visit, Miss Elmira
Billings. The fair Elmira was not
alone, but by her side sat Jimpsen's
chief rival, Jim Busby. Jimpson had
calm feeling Of superiority which
made him feel so secure ofsuccess that
Jim's presence did not in the least
disturb him.
AS Jimpson entered, his rival call
ed out maliciously, "Here comes
limp Jones. You'd better not let
him git to clost eff you don't want
to ketch fire." This last was wick
ed allusion to the color of Jimp's
hair.
In no wise disconnected, Jimp re-
torted:
''Well, Jim, a man that never cotch
nothin'-not so much as crawfsh-
in his life, needn't be so pow'ful per-
ticker bout ketchin' fire. He ought
to be glad to ketch something afore
he dies. Amt that so, Elmiry,"
turning to his Dulcinea. -.
This was too good a retort on Jim
not to be enjoyed, and the cutting
reference to his we'll known worth
lessness silenced him. H..
But he soon recovered with a de-
termination to be revenged, and
asked:
"When do you 'spect the rest Nv
the comp'ny, Elmiry? Pears like ter
me it ar about time fer the frolic ter
begin so bein' ez We'll hev SIGH a
days work tomarrer, it ar only fair
to make it up at this end, Elmiry,
an them jugs yer pappy brung in
looked pow'ful refreshin."
Jimp looked at Elmira, who turn
ed very red under his eyes. Poor
girl, it was not her fault. She had
begged hard that Jimp might be in
vited. limp did not know this, how
ever, and he said, angrily:
"Hev company here, Elmiry, an
me not invited? What sort o. COM
p'ny yougointer hey, and how longs
this thing been a goin' on? One
thing are certain sure. Wimmin
folks, an comp'ny, are comp'ny, but
Jimpson Jones are neither a dog-no,
nor yet hog, an Pm dinged eff he's
gointer to be fooled With"
The truth of the matter was this:
Farmer Billings had a very fine field
ofcotton which was ready to be pick
ed, but he was sorely behind in his
work. Accordingly, he hit upon the
expedient OF giving cotton picking,
thus accomplishing the double end Of
getting his work done and giving a
grand jollifcation. He invited the
whole neighborhood, with the sole
exception of limp, on the understand
ing that they were to eat, drink and
be merry to their hearts content
that night, but where to work in
good earnest the next morning in
getting out the cotton. 49,.
Jimp was not invited for two rea-
sons: First, because the old man
wished thus to crafty a grudge of long
standing, and secondly, because he
disapproved of the ''sparkin' going on
between our red-haired hero and the
fair Elmira. ~. -.sE -.
jumps fstic prowess, however, and
his well-earned reputation for "all
arounds punk" rendered the old man
desirious of keeping him in ignorance
of the intended slight. Hence the
favored ones had been cautioned not
to let out the secret to Jimp, and so
we'll had they kept it that this was
the first intimation he had received
as to the frolic. Poor Elmira, much
confused by jump stern demand, was
spared an answer, for the old man,
who had joined them, took that task
upon himself.
"J-Ji- limp ta-take-take a.
take a seat,' he stammered, "and
let me ex-explain.
Jimp did not comply with this in
vitation, but continued to stand,
cycling his host with sort of cock
eyed expression, which was very in
convenient and made it singularly
hard for him to find words.
Failing utterly to find an excuse,
he fell back upon hospitality.
"Ta-take a theat-please, won't
you take a.
''No, Simon Billings, Iwon' take a
seat! I wouldn't he caught dead
on your measly, dinged, bamboozled,
sandy, new groun'! No, not if I was
dinged an double dinged an dug up
an dinged again fer it!'
Ole Man Billings covered before
this storm of adjectives. He posi-