New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1890-11-26

ed in a suit of blue broadcloth land
this too shortly after a steamboat
captain lost a suit Of blue elothes)
old Stephen seemed to be kindly dis
posed toward him, but when the old
fellow learned that Sim was u mere
singer of rhymes, he frowned up on
him SO darkly that the poet, with a
sort of nervous and trembling hui M
or, said: s'Must be gwine ter rain,
| see SIGH er black cloud"
Vas" the old man replied, ssyas
it is gwine ter rain. Gwine ter rain
pitchforks, too, femme tell you"
One evening. short time after the
old man had made the buck-shot
threat, Sim, after slyly picking his
way through the woods, called at
Mandy's house. He found her sitting
in the shaded doorway, singing a
soft and melancholy song. All that
kept her from blushing when Sim sur
prised her was the extreme darkness
of her complexion.
Law, Sim, . she exclaimed, ;sefyou
doan git erway frum var dady'l fill
you up wild buck-shot.'
"Wall, he amt ap'ter do it right
now, Gaze I seed him goin' ober tow
ard do sto'. Look yare, sweet chile
O natur, got ter marry you, Gaze I
jest nachully KANT he it. Wen /
sees you de birds gins ter sing wild
er new tune, an de rosebud what yis-
tiday want able to open it's lips
busts out in er joyful laugh o full
bloom"
"sim, please so erway. Ell you
doan dady'll shoot you
"Ter me-" Sim continued, "youis a.
lamb dat Ibis in de fresh clover, de
bird dat sleeps in de honeysuckle
vines, an at mornin' drinks de sweet
dew. Now / gwine talk bizness. Ken
you git yo' dady interested in de
camp-meetin' dat da gwine ter start
ober by de creel1?''
81 reckons so, but what good dat
gwine do?'
'Neber mine. You git him worked
up an wen you does doan you so
wild him at night. Doan axno ques-
tions, but do ez I tells you. One
word 70 go. IF yo' dady gins his
COuScuo WILL yOu luetii.y HIT!
"You knows 1 would"
Cali right. Goodbye
CHAPTER II.
The daughter evinced such Interest,"
in the welfare of her fathers soul
that the old man was deeply moved.
He went to the camp-meeting and
became much concerned. He was
getting old and might not live but
little while longer. He had not paid
enough attention to his soul. He
wanted, as nearly as possible, to
make good the precious time which
he had lost.
One night, while at the mourners'
bench, he thought that he felt a
change of heart, and as he rode
along the lonely road towards home
he continued TO pray. Suddenly
voice from over head startled him:
"Stephen Filter; Stephen Filterp'
"Whoa. Who datcallin' me?'
stephen Filter, look ter yo' soul?"
LaWd hab mussy on me; Lawd
hab mussy. Whut mus do?''
"Stephen Filter, preach de gospul
o be Lawd.'
81 KANT preach; oh, Lawdy, dy
sarvent KANT preach y
"Stephen Filter, on Thansgibin'
Day er man will come ter 20 house.
Glib him yo' daughter an let him
take 70 farm while you preach
"Who is de man?'
Ger poet O. de faith. Stephen Fill
ter, you hab made er narrer Escape.
Co."
The. old man whipped up his horse.
Sim come down out of a tree.
The next morning, at breakfast, the
old mans face wore an expression of
deep concern.
"Mandy, amt termorrer Thanks.
glbin' Day."
Vas, sah.'
| MANDY, would you like fur me ter
preach de Gospul?''
eyes, sab; eff you feels like it.
The, next day, at quite an early
hour, Sim arrived.
'W'y, good maWnin', Mr.. Poet;
good mawnin', sab. Hain't seed you
fur some time. Glad you come.
Look yare, rs got er bout err huff o.
de folishnuss o. dis worl, an it
strikes me dat I oughter preach.
Hole ober yare an femme tell you
sutoin'. Dat daughter O. mine lubs
you. She do fur er fact. Now, / tell
you WhutI want. I want you ter
marry her dis day."
wall, sab, think ken CONNER
date you
Shortly afterward the ceremony
was performed.
Gladly" Mandy said, when the old
man got up from the dinner table,
"whar you gWine?'
"Gwine ober ter Mount Salem ter
Epreach dis ebenin', May dc Lawd be
wild you, my chillun.'
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