The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1892-09-07

couldn't STAN it no longer, an 1
jumped up often the steps and begun
stompin' round like a man with the
toothache.
"When you git tired, Mr.. Jenkins, :"
says she, politer'n a basket NV chips,
''you may set down."
"When 1 git tired" says l, madder'n
wet hen, ''I'll go home"
"What fer9" says she.
"Ferever," says 1.
"That's powerful long time, amt it,
JimG" says she, sofenin' some.
'Tain't no longer'n you're keepin'
me in misery" says 1, settin' down
agin.
"How'm keepin' you in misery9"
says she, ez inherent ez turtle dove.
"You know, well enough" says l.
"I DON'T" says she.
eyes, you do, too," says 1, fightin'
her off, fer l seen she wuz comm
round.
"Well, you aggravated me to it, says
she, kinder excusin' herself.
az didn't mean to-" says I, feelin'
SOlllC OCblSIs
"Didn't you9" says she.
"No, didn't, say /.
"Shore, Jim2" says she.
"Shore'n shootin', Malviny," says /,
an with that she edged over some an
put her hand in mine ag'in.
She didn't say nothin', an l didn't
say nothin', an we didn't do nothin',
only jis' sot thar, holdin' hans, ez eff
that waE all ther waz in the world to do,
anyhow, while the moon waz shinin' soft
and the apple blossoms waz smellin'
sweeter'n, sweeter, every minute.
"Malvy," says 1, in comm back to
the startin' pint after while, "s'posin' a
man waz to kiss you9"
"S'posin' what9" says she, lookin'
fierce.
"S'posin' man waz to kiss youi"
says 1.
"What mana" says she, curious, like
women is.
"Me2" says I, bolder'n bantam.
"Ycua" says she, jumpin', but not
gettin' loose.
"Yes, mel" says holdin' on tight.
"Well, s'posin'," says she, seein' l had
her.
"Then what2" says l, all the time
pullin' her over leetle clos'ter to me, an
she comm, ez if it wuz unbeknownst to
her what wuz doin'.
"How do know, Jim2" says she
chirpin' like bird.
"Would you keer very much, NAL
vinyp says !, chaugin' hans an sorter
slippin' t'other one round her waist, 'an
her not tryin' to git away, nuther.
'How keer2" says she.
"Keer eff 1 did9" says 1.
"S'posin' keered eff you didn't, Jim9"
says she, turniu' her head away an
chuckin' her chin tight down agin her
purity white neck.
"Oh, Malviny," says I, with all the
soul ever hope to git salvation fer in
them two words, an grabbed her to
me with both hans, an she lifted her
face tell the moon shun right down on
it an put a gold crown on her hair, au'
the stars laughed in her eyes, an the
sweet NV the pink an white apple
blooms blowed round her, an bent
down AN fetched my lips to her'n, an |
felt ez CT l had kissed the jasper gates
Nv Paradise an wuz wadin' knee deep
in glory through the medders Nv the
Promised Land.
"Malviny9" says 1, after my feelin's
had settled some.
eyes, Jim," says she, nestlin' her
head ag'in my chist, an me with both
arms round her, holdin' on's eff she
might git away eff didn't.
"S'posin' I'd hint somethin' about
glttin' marriedl" says l.
"Who gittin' married9" says she.
"Me." says l.
"Who tor says she pullin' off.
'You," says l, ketchiu' new hold of
her.
"Don't do that ag'in, Jim," says she,
snookin' up clos'ter sn' ketchin' her
breath.
"Do what1" says /.
"Skeer me" says she, kinder shivery
like.
''What skeered you, Malviny2" says l,
fairly hankerin' to haul the daylights
outen anything that I'D skeer the gal,
an wantin' the wurst way to asst her to
have me, but feared to do it.
"You did" says she.
"Howl' says 1.
"Axin sich fool questions" says she.
Saint you never goiu' to git mar
ried !" says l, swalerin' hard.
"Don't look ez ef wuz, does it2" says
she, laughin'
"How do knowl" Gays !.
"You ought to knowl" says she, pes
term me like everything.
"Howl" says l.
"Guess," says she, laughin' that
sweet, low, little, gurghn' laugh Nv hern
ag'in.
81 can't" says /.
She looked up at me outen the corner
Nv her eyes, outer'n a kitten, an the
summer evenin' breeze spread a smell NV
apple blossoms all over them porch