Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1891-10-23
L0WLAND FOLKS.

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there hs had stuck for the last Gfteen
years. He had brushed" over two or
three acres of land around the house and
raised little corn and few bushels OF
potatoes, and | found him sitting on his
doorstep as good natured and content as
q house cat after a full meal.
Powerful glad 10 SEQ yer-powerful
glad" he said as we shook handss "The
stage driver was a-.aying you'd be along
today, and was sorter on the watch.
You thar, JennyY'
A woman appeared in answer to the
call, and the man said:
Jenny, this is ho 'un. Stranger, Jen's
my ole woman. We've got boy named
Moses, but he's of arter roots. Now
come right in and feel homo made"
Tho cabin consisted of one room about
sixteen feet square. There was a fire.
place, two beds made of poles, a rude
shelf on which were few dishes, an old
clock which did not go, a rifle resting
on deer horns. few garments hanging
to pegs and a photograph OF Cleveland
tackled To the logs The cash inventory,
outside Of tho rife, would not have been
s.. Iexpected to hear the woman begin
the usual "nagging" after bit, and tho
man TO start of with excuses, but moth
ing OF the sort took place. On the con-
trary, as soon rs | had been furnished
with bite Of cold bacon and corn bread,
and washed it down with a summer
tonic made OF roots, we went out for
smoke, and Hines inquired:
"How ar ye findin' tho people along
tho road?"
Much discouraged"
over what"
"Oh. the weather and 50 on"
That's jis' like EN-, the onery. fault
finders! When it isn't one thing i've an
other. Stranger, kin 70 expect to fnd
better weather than this outside of
heavenY
Hardy"
That's what say. Yo found moss
of 'en, lazy and shucklsss, rsckon?"
eyes"
"Well, it's nobody's fault but thAr
own. Things don't look very peart
around yere, do they?'
"Well, no."
"Thar's reasons fur it. In the fust
place I'm n squatter. Can't tell when
I'll hev to pull up and git. ThArfore, 70
can't expect me to rush things In the
next place we hev 'nuf to eat and war,
and that's Ill we want. We is pore folks,
and we il satisfied to be-"
"There are very few that way"
"Zacuy, stranger, and that's what
ails this nashun. Thar hain't 'nuff phil
osophy about common folks. Now, ck0,
sposin' the president should pint ne
postmaster down at Red Bridge can't
read nor write, an can't talk grammar,
an I'd jist feel onery mean all the time.
S'posen that Jay Gould should send me
down kerridge an hosses as free gift;
Hev got airy place TO stable them hosses
an put that kerridgc? How would
look ridin' round these yerc part, In a
thousand dollar rigH'
"Then you don't want to be rich?'
Eyes, do, but 'tain't fur me. When
got growed up TO 2l, an found myYsk
pinen pore, an homely, an long shanked,
an ignerent, knowed figures an riches
wasn't fur me. cut my sticks scordin'.
That's ii,t the way with Jsn, too. Jen,
como out yere an talk
The woman came out, lighted her pipe
and sat down. and her husband con-
tnucd:
"Jcn, he'un thinks it mighty quars
that we don't yarn fur bizness an riches.
Tell he'un how you feel about it"
"You was pizcn pore an ignerent,"
she said ss che looked over TO him, "an'
| was sll that billed down an mo-, too. l
knowed right off that riches wasn't fur
us, an 60 didn't yarn fur en-"
And you are content 10 live rs you do?"
"Pooty nigh, stranger-pooty nigh. II
had hull pound Of sixty cent tea an
five pounds OF brown sugar in the cabin
all to once wouldn't trade places with
any woman in the state"
"Ye see, it's like this, said the hus-
band as he dug up the soil with stick.
IF we was wantin' we'd hev to hev a
fine house Then we'd hev to furnish il
an git hired help. Then we'd hev to hev
watches an diamonds an .ich, an good
clothes. an so to the theatre, an travel
around, an keep dressed up, an talk
sweet. an so whar' would the comfort
como in' It's too much to put on n pus-
sons shoulders"
"He 'un is jist right" added the wife.
ives pore Sn cant git no better off.
What w,'a sot we's cot. What we
heven't got don't hurt nor help us.
A couple Of men, going - mill with q
few bo.hels OF corn in cart, came along
just then and stopped to get q drink Of
water aud "chitter" with US
"Bow's Mandy, JimY> queried Lines
OF orc.
"Porc--very pore.
slows crepsy
powerful bad shown fur craps this
year"
flows yer own feelb's, Jim
"Only sorter Hav been chilling (hav-
ing chilD mo or lees"
"An' how's the childrenY
"Jist fairly kickin', thank ye."
"Waal. now, jim, yere's a stranger
from the moth. an he can't make us out
Do you want an ofiis''
"Shucks. not
"Want gold watchT'
"Hul Wizard keep iti'
"Want horses an kerridgesy
"Shool Tom, but you ar funnin' meT
want ter quit yer squat up thar,
which ar about the same as mine, an
git rich an big an live in grand styleT
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