The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1891-03-14

ie hhot Dub tf 5neHklh mean un " aillA
looked to me.
He lowed reckon, 7 Clarrissy had
right smart NV money, an he'd jest set
mp TO 'er an have It. an her. too, his
se'
Clarissy warn't never scornful nur
hard spoken TO nobody, but reckon she
jest showed him right pintedly his ten
tious waru't wanted. So he goes, lax
ther low down sheep stealen' dog he
wuz, an ellis a passel o bad tales on 'er.
He lowed she warn't no better'n she
Orter be; he'd rally laid out TO marry 'er,
but e calc'lated not ter have nothin'
less Nor a rale good, decent gal; an he
wouldn't have Clarrissy, not ef she's
twict ez good looking ez she we're, an
had twict ez muchl
Some o ther boys an gals 'et wuz
sorter Jealous NV Clarissy, an lowed
she WIZ proud, case she never went ter
none q th'er frolics, an war allus stiddy
an sober, let ON b'lieve these hyer
tales, an they jes' went lax er woods
far in er dry fall, all about ther settle
mint. an up an down ther crick.
"Clarrissy kem to pappy-like ever
body 'lis in trouble do-an' axed i'm
had q heerd EN-; an he were pint
blanked 'bleeged ter tell 'er e had.
Pnppy sayed she looked powerful bid,
an she lowed they warn't neither father
nur brother, nur no one ter stan twixt
her an the worl-ter defend her kur-
acter--an' ther i'll disposed want feared
ter do Their wust; an eff 'twarn't fer
ther ciiPen what had sech need on 'er
she'd be mighty glad to be shet O all 'er
troubles an grievement under the
groun'.
-Sam Buchanan had been er waitin'
on Clarissy fer nigh onto er year, an
they's promised, rally though twarn't
known theni an / reckon what made
'er feel so lone an pitiful war the way
Sam done 'er when she went ter him
bout this hyer thing.
~He wuz er powerful pore s"erited
feller alwuz, though he had some book
larnin; an when Clarissy lowed ter i'm
t sunipin' mus be done, an she had
nary cue in ther worr T. look t but him,
he 'lov ed ter her ter jest keep quiet, at
nobody's g in Ter b'iieve aught agin' 'er,
an AT jim Blaylock were er powerful
bad fcller an d jest ez soon shoot er
man ez not
"Thcr mex day arter sh'd been ter
pappy were settin' in ther store over
yonder waitin' fer my OF woman when
Clarissy rid up 18th one er tn little boys
behind 'er on tn nag.
She got off an tuck ther child off
an gin him ther bride, an l heerd 'er
say, mighty quiet an sof: 'Hop sisters
horse, honey, till she comes back.
"She kom in-I didn't see er face
plain, 'twere twix me an ther light
an SCI, Us low an easy-lak, fWhar's
Jim B aylocki
@'ril call i'm, SEE I-never thinllin',
an / went inter ther back room whar
he were, and fotched i'm out But
when 1 seed 'er face hit were that
white an dreadful lookin' seed some.
thin turrible were goin' ter happen.
She never looked at me tai Her eyes
went right apast me ter jim, lax er
hongry crittei'S
@'Jim,' rhe sez, 'air ye willin' ter take
back them wicked lies ye done toll on
me, an set me right afore ever body ?
~He put his hans in his pockets, an,
sez'e, / amt tol' no lies-jest the truth
an don't never go back ON ther truth.
An he laughed till my har fairly riz
up, but he never finished that laugh,
fer willie rs lookin' at i'm, thinkin' he's
more lax or devil than er man, Clarissy
he'd drored 'er pistol out an cooked It
with 'er lef han. Then she lashed
i'm over the face an head 'ith 'er cow
hide till he hollered and begged for
mercy, an promised to set 'er right
"Th' fust cut she gin IN put out one O.
them purity black eyes, an ever lick
fotch blOol
~But God o mercyi CANT never fer
git 'er face when she drapped 'er pistol
an er' cowhide, an looked at ther mean
houn' all streamin' 18th blood She
looked LAX she wus wuss hurt nur him,
an lax she'd ruther 'er died at to done
hit
-She put 'er hans up to her face an
sorter moaned, then jest went out an
put ther child on her nag an got on her.
set
"'Whar ye goin, Sissy r says ther lit
tie child, lookin' at 'sr an sorter whim-
perrin.
sob, home, home, hurd 'er say,
honey, am shet ther door.
~Jim were rarin' mad-he were far
wild; and he went 70 er lawyer & see
bout suin' fer damages; but the lawyer
toP i'm he better jes leave ther kintry
an say nothin', an he did
EVERYBODY tuck up fer Clarissy, an
be praised 'er fer what she done-twuz
all in ther newspapers they did say-rd
a lowed you'd heered on it-but she
never helt up 'er heard peart no more
She don't go bout none only what she
has ter; an then she looks sorrerful LAX
you seed 'er
The other day was at little Sam
Murray's again, aud asked about Cla-
rissy Bevins
"Lordl Hain't you hurd?" said Sam.
"LOoks ter meif o'u'd read lax you kin
I'd know what were goin' on. 'Twere
all in ther papers, they tell me-
A gentleman-a right rich gentle
man from ther North some'rs, what read
bout 'er troubles in ther papers las
year-he's ben a written to 'er-they ber
a written back'ards and or'ards-eveI
since, an jest las week he KEN on an
married 'er, an tue 'er clean back North
'ith i'm Psppy's gyardeen now. -
Alice MacGowan.
Lady Powder. wife Of the ex-I ort
Mayor OF London, who tTounoed 4
ohambermaid and threw a bellboy dowr
stairs in a hotel at sanAntonio. Tex, L
continuing her way southward. Hel
fame naturally preceded her aud the