Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1892-08-26


Jim" says she.
Fer how long1" says I.
"That depen's," says she.
"Depen's on what2" says
GLOW do I know7' says she; sorter
peevisn.
"You women air the beaten est crit
ters," says I, drappin' her han.
81 amt" says she, farm up.
"You air all growed on the same
stem,'' says l, farm up, too
"Well, 1 don't keer," says she ez
pesky ez stubborn calf. az am what
l am, an l can't be no more'n 1 am,
kin II"
Chow do I know" says l, comm
back at her on her own tracks, an
dab Nv a cloud came acrost the face wv
the moon an the wind blowed the smell
Nv the apple blossoms t'other way.
I wuzn't maxim no Roadway at all,
an l sat thar without sayin' word tell
that cloud went by an the moon showed
bright agin. MaIviny wuzu't sayin'
word nuther.
"Malvinyl' says I, after bit, but
she wouldn't answer.
"Malviny," says I, beggin'; ''IHl
take that back. They amt no nicer gal
than you in the whole country"
That's what Sam said last night"
says she, colde1'n shade in Feb'ury.
''Sam who?" says 1, chokin' up.
''Sam HigIeY," says she. smirkin'.
"You didn't think it was Sam White,
did you?"
"Wuz he here last night, too?" says I,
swaggin' down tell my hopes wuz most
draggin' the ground.
"No, he wuzn't," said she, provok-
liner than ever, ''but he was the night
afore."
IcouIdn't stan it no longer, an I
jumped up often the steps and begun
stompln' round like a man with the
toothache.
"When you git tired, Mr. Jenkins, "
says she, politer'n basket Nv chips,
''you may set down."
"When git tired" says I, madder'n
a wet hen, ''I'n 60 home"
"What fer?" says she.
"Ferever," says l.
"Thats powerful long time, amt it,
Jim?" says she, Solemn some.
faint no longer'n you're keepin'
me in misery" says l, settin' down
agin.
"How'm I keepin' you in misery7"
says she, ez inherent ez a tuicle dove.
You know, well enough" says I.
81 DON'T" says she.
eyes, you do, too" says I, fghtin'
her off, fer l seen she wuz comm
round.
"Well, you aggravated me to it," says
she, kinder excusin' herself.
81 didn't mean to- says ], feelin
some better.
didn't you?" says she.
ono, didn't, say I.
ashore, Jim2" says she.
"Shore'n shootin', MalvIny," says I,
an with that she edged over some an
put her hand in mine ag'in.
She didn't say nothin', an I didn't
say nothin', an we didn't do aothin',
only jis' sot thar, holdin' hans, ez eff
that waz 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 I, in comm back to
the startin' pint after while, ''s'posin'
man waz to kiss you2'
"s'posin' what3" says she, lookin'
| fierce.
"S'posin' a man waz to kiss you2"
says l.
''What man?" says she, curious, like
women IS.
"Me2" says I, bolder'n bantam.
"Ycu2" says she, jumpin', but not
gettin' loose.
eyes, mel" says I holdin' on tight.
"WelI, s'posin'," says she, SEEM had
her.
"Then what?" says 7, all the time
pullin' her over a leetle clos'ter to me, an
she comm, .ez if it wuz unbeknownst to
her what wuz dom.
elbow do l know, Jim?" says she
chirpin' like a bird.
"Would you keer very much, NAL
viny?" says I, changin' hans an sorter
slippin' t'other one round her waist, an
her not tryin' to git away, nuther.
GLOW keer?" says she.
'Keer eff did?" says I.
"S'posin' keered eff you didn't, Jim3"
says she, turnin' her head away an
chuckin' her chin tight down agin her
purity white neck.
ooh, Malviny," says I, with all the
soul l ever hope to git salvation fer in
them two words, an I grabbed her to
me with both hans, an she lifted her
face tell the moon shun right down on
il an mt q GOLD crown on her hair. an