The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1891-03-13

pender, put on his old SLOUGH hat and start
ed for the Wells residence, but Malndy
was not ut home. Two evenings after,
however he found her there, and made his
wishes known as follows:
oval, Indy, I've he'd my eye sot ON ye
ever sence Sindy died, an Pm yere ter az
yeef ye're willin' ter jine me-"
"Jine you?" she asked in the most sar-
castle and scornful manner she could COM
mand.
"Ya-as"
+ What do you mean?"
aye know wat / mean, well er 1
want We ter be my woman-ter jine me an
live 18th meter be my wife. Do We uu'-
erstan!"
"Of course l will notl'
"Won't, ehy'
| "No."
"W'y?"
| Don't want youp'
! Purity sassy, we air."
81 can't help that l don't want YOU.
and will not 'jine' you'll Do you understand
that?''
/ "Uh-huh."
"Well, good night them" said the girl,
as she started to leave the room.
"Say, hold on er mint"
nat 90 you want?" demanded the
girl.
"Doncher think yed best change yer
mind, gal?'
''No | shall never change it for YOU!
You had better wait until your last wife
gets cold before trying to get another, l
think. But | would never marry at all if
you were my only chance, and it is useless
for you to press your suit any further"
"Ye an ther parsons gittin' purity dad
blamed thick, an reckon it's some O. his
doin's."
at makes no difference. You have al
ready killed five wives, and tell you now
that you will never get chance to kill me,
and you had just as well leave, or will
make you"
Say, gal, I've got Err good hum Ter We,
an We 'uldnt hev much o. ennything ter
do, only SIGH little chores es cuttin wood,
hoein' corn, suckerin' terbacker, an'"-
Get out of here, tell YOU" shouted the
girl, as she made for him with the broom,
and lie got up and shook the dust of the
Wells plantation off his feet.
Returning home he took a short cut
through the mountains, and as he passed
along the narrow path under the bluff on
the river bank he met the parson W no, I'M
conscious that they were rivals, extended
his hand to the enraged deacon. But in
stead Of grasping the parsons hand the
deacon began to take off his coat, and said:
Say, parson, yer've got me ter whup"
What in the world is the matter with
you, l should like to know"
'Thars matter ernuff. I'll whup We er
yell whup me, one er luther"
why man, what have | done to incur
your displeasure in such a manner"
Done ernuff, an III pitch ye often Their
bank inter the river" and he caught the
parson in his arms.
The parson was by far the smaller man,
but he decided to stick to the deacon closer
than brother, while the irate deacon COM
menced backing off toward the bank, and,
as he thought, to hurl the little parson into
the cooling stream, they both fell over, and
the parson seemingly rode down the en-
bankment on the carcass of the deacon
The water was not very deep, but the
parson was the best man of the two in the
water, and after dipping the deacon under
three times he asked:
Have you got enough?"
NAV"
"Then I'll put you under until you do"
and he dipped him three times more, and
the old fellow yelled:
huff. Lemme Outen yere."
When both We're out and standing on the
bank the parson said:
well, deacon, as the matter is now over
would like to know what have done to
make you treat me in this manner"
wal, ye've did right smart Fust,
we've spilled Their gal wuz er goin' ter hev
fer my mex wife, an now she won't jine
me-"
"Who is it?"
"Lindy Wells"
~ have done nothing of the kind"
EYE air er liar, an We know It'll Thar,
take ernuther BATH" and he made plunge
for the parson, who was standing between
him and the water, but the sprightly par
son stepped to one side and the deacon
went in head first
"Now," said the parson, "Pll keep you
in there until next Sunday if you don't
take that back"
"Ill never CUTTER" said the deacon, but
the parson was firm and pushed him off
every time he came near the bank, and at
last the deacon said:
"Wal, mebbe wuz er jedgin' We wrong"
aud the parson helped him out, and each
man went his way home.
A month after that the parson and Ma
Indy were married, and when the deacon
heard of it he said, regretfully:
sits purity dadgasted hard on err Teller
wen his wife's gone an died ies' wen he
needs er wife Their wust, an 'specshally
wen Their craps sufferin'; but wat hate
Their wust is ter think AT Their parson
preached Their ole oman's funeral wen she
died, an then sot out an married Their
very gal l he'd made up my mind ter marry
afore Sindy wuZ in 'er coffin. u. w.
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