The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1891-08-14
HOW HE WON HER.

winds moaned, in his eyelashes, on the
top of his head. His eyes had a far away,
searching-for-hayseed look, his voice
seemed to have an information of it, and
his general appearance was a conglomer-
ate demonstration of hayseed as an ex-
tant fact.
AS had nothing on earth to do, / sat
On a mound, and while ants crawled up
my trousers leg l listened to him as he
leaned against the rail fence and talked.
His voice seemed to entice to the sur
rounding atmosphere the mingled doors
of new mown hay and of COWS waiting
TO be MIXED.
Ibid not listen at first. He might have
been a lark singing in a distant field, and
I would have understood him as well,
until my attention was attracted when
he smacked his lips with intellectual
qualification and self satisfaction and
said, 81 always knowed it," From that
time on | did not permit myself to lose a
word. "He had a tarnal lot Of grit as a
lover, had Joe Corker," he said, 'sand
wasn't the man never to give in. He
KEEP a-courtin' of her from the time she
was a leetle baby gal at school till she
was a old maid of forty-two, and never
lost hope. 1t was his way because of his
grit. When he started in TODD anything
he generally done it, simply for no other
reason than that he was the durndest
Teller. So, when he went to love maxim
he was more desprit than a tiger had
ought to dared to thought of bein'.
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either, for it weren't his way; for the
gal he picked out growed up to be one 0
them tough old birds what's the more
obstinate the more uglier they are and
bleeves in marriage as a failure. She
were a gal with freckles same size as ten
cent dimes all over her. Well, when a
man undertakes a job Of that kind, Y
without the grit of Joe as a lover, he
keeps at it out Of aggravation-you
would yourself. Your vanity does it,
for you say to yourself, if you can't
capture a bundle of freckles, what can
you do nohow? In the meantime, as she
grows older and gets more obstinater and
uglier you loses your temper and she
loses hers, and neither Of you never git
it back again. So it was with Joe, but
having the grit as a lover, of which I've
spoke, mere loss of temper was nothing
to him. Well, he KEEP on and KEEP on
and then he KEEP on.
Zone day she told him shed come to
the conclusion marriage were not a fail
IRE, which give him great joy. Then
he got a setback when he learned that a
tNo button cutaway chucklehead had
commenced a-sparkin' Of her under the
delusion she was rich and was the cause
of it. It was about that time Joe went
west, taking a letter writer with him, so
he could send back a courtin' letter took
out of the book from every station they
stopped at.
well, after workin' at different
things, always bein' as confident that
he'd win as q frog is about its powers to
chirp-if it took him a hundred years
he'd git thar-he located in a cabin on a
swampy tule farm up on four legs above
the highest reach of the water. The tide
was two feet deep over his land twice a
day, so he built roosts all around his
place for his chickens to roost on at high
tide, for he raised chickens and honey
for the city markets, and he rowed
around in a boat TO the nests to get the
eggs. In the meantime while doing so
he was always composin' love letters for
to write, for he was poetical and done
things by inspiration, and the inspira-
tons always come when he was collectin'
the eggs, especially if the hens had laid
well.
"AH around he seen bitterns flying, all
perticklerly fat with nothing apparently
to eat. It was a caution how fat they
seemed to grow and have oily, greasy
countenances, all ON nothing, and he
couldn't make it out till he seen fly
ing one day close by, with a neck a yard
and a half long, with a head for all the
world like the head of a sarpent. Then
he watched more of them with heads
Ike corkscrews, and they seemed also TO
have amazin' long necks and ~sarpents
heads as they flew about in all directions.
At last he see how they ct snakes, and
that, as it took about half an hour to
swallow them, they KEEP flynn round an
round while doing it, SOS the motion
would aid digestion.
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besides bein' so amazin' fat they were
about the size of young chickens. SO he
killed one one day and chopped its legs
and head off and plucked the feathers,
and saw, for his purposes, it We're a
chicken. So, bein' so, he sent them to
the city to market as chickens, with
their heads off and blue an yellow seal
Hoped tissue paper where their legs was
cut off. where they gave him a great
name because OF their fatness and the
delicate taste Of frogs legs which sar-
penis give the meat. In consequence he
growed rich.
sIn the meantime, while watchin' the
bitterns and sarpents, all unconscious
they was dom it SO he'd grow rich, and
while pluckin' the feathers of, he was al
ways busy meditatin' an composin' love
letters, and he was always Begin her
to come out and get married But his
ideas, however he put them, never
fetched her nohow,
"At last one day, Of a Sunday, he see
he must have a change Of ideas, SOS he'd
seem different-same as a man seems diff
ferent in a different suit of clothes-to
fetch Miss Selverton, the lady, and was
wondering what would change them
He rowed in his boat to a neighborin'
town, and on the way, though he'd never
drank nothin' before. he determined he'd
try gin. He'd hearn of aman once made
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