The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1891-02-20
"Wcu, I'll be darnedr' was a

cut the wheat suppose you YOKE the
oxen and go up to the woods and draw
a draft OF two of logs for wood!"
Biewitt was composed, but he said:
81 had intended to burn coal in the
sitting-room and parlor, and not cut
much wood"
Coal, coaIt' said John, angrily;
ssnow, see here, father, don't want
any more of this foolish talk. L am
going to get a doctor"
Blewitt began to think he needed
one himself. Here his boys had never
heard of a reaper or Il thresiling ma
chine or cars. He felt OF his full-cloth
pants and groanpd. On the lounge at
the house he laid himself down and
tried to calmly think things over.
When the doctor came he called for
pail and barred Blewitt's arm. He took
out his lance, and then Bicwitt groan-
ed again. =.
81 must take gallon of blood" said
the doctor, and then he will calm
down and be all right"
Don't you know biecdin' was play
ed out fifty years ago?n said Bicwitt.
'.How he wanders," said the doctor,
and plunged in his lance. Biewitt
tainted. When he came to himself he
neiIl Onc VI ttcooo
an artist down in the village who took
ural as life.
.Wllat do You want of such blamed
pictures rs that?" said Blewitt from
the lounge. "Why don't You go down
to Takcm's at Albany and git photo
graphs?'
''photographs!'' said the whole fam
e,r- ,n fc off
in his crazy fancy"
BIewitt WAS too weak to argue, and
he seemed to be somewhat out of SYM
pathy or knowledge with ali mankind,
50 he Just lay still and watched the
girls get supper. He noticed the fre-
board was down and Il fire was built in
hearth aud WAS covered with live Goals.
Soon he SAW the girls take out of the
Kettle some nice biscuits and he said
weakly, Why don't you Use the cook
stoyc?"
"Poar pa said Angelina, chow he
wanders. Cook-stove! Wonder what
he mcansg
B!ew.tt closed his eyes and thought.
Baylcy, his new ncigiibor, was Il man
lac could trust-tilat is.in anything but
money matters. lie knew Bayley was
badly in debt, but he was q good fell
low. He would send for him: SO he
called his wife and told her to send
over for him.
"5Nhy, You knew said Mrs. Blew
lit, 'tDu.iIe.y has been in Jail for debt
. for the last ten years
''In-iail ail-for-debt," said Biewitt;
there we are again. ! have been trans
planted. give up; bat say, here is
cents. You send letter down to broth
er john a"d he will be up here i'll
! day or two" --
Why, husband, the mail only goes
once Il week, and then he will be three
days coming up on the stage, and, fur
ther.nore, it VIII cost II s,:iliing-12
cents to send ii letter to Albany"
Say" said Bewitt. '.iust bury me,
will yoE? | don't belong to this CEN
tury. Stage coaches! Twelve cents
postage! Telegraph him, thcnr'
There goes another new word, said
his wife in IL solemn voice, and she wet
ted ii cloth and laid it on his forehead,
as siercpcated to herself: . Telegraph
what Il funny Eord!''
Blewitt was in despair. CoHld it be
that all the common things of life were
to him "a dream? Had he ever ridden
| on>tile cars? Did he ever own NOW
| ing machine? Was there ever Il tele-
graph pole in front OF his house? He
| turned his eye and looked ont. He
only saw the tall post and long pole of
| the weli-sweep. Along the other side
| Of the read ran a dense forest. Iie
was willing to swear that he had once
owned IL nice meadow where that wood
was. Backed up against the log fence
was an oX-cart with ncap as large as
! young liberty pole. Down cellar he
could hear the hanging of an o!d-fash-
. ioncd churn. He looked up the road
! to the east and saw the road was full
| of great hemlock and pine stumps, and
over it the doctor was coming on horse
/ back, with saddle-bags before him.
Bewitt was man of determination.
and lie arose from the lounge and
went to the door to consult with his
| wife.
.Marie,' said he, '.there has been
enough of this foolishness. You stare
at everything / talk about, and l can't
locate myself, or seem to fay in my
surroundings. Now, will you just an-
sWer me one question:
Certainly | viii if l understand it, y
said she.
"Well. then, who is president of these
t'ere United States?"
why, John Adams, of course she
said. =
Blewitt sank down and whispered:
"Then you never heard of Cleveland
swingin' round the circle?"
s.No, never,n she answered.
s'Then, all right. Shoot ME or put
me in "a bag and lay me away in the
garrett l have got through" " said Blew
lit, and he went back to the lounge and
fell asleep.
When he awoke it was Sunday morn
ing, and the whole family were stirring
around getting ready for meeting. His
| wife, of whom he was somewhat proud,
had put on dress with a waist about
nine inches long and skirt SO tight
she could hardly walk, and on her head
such bonnet! 1t made Blewitt hold
his breath, but he had got through talk
ing. The boys had on suits of full
cloth, and shirt-collars seven inches
wide. Blewitt smiled but said moth
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