Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1893-03-18
"JIST IN TIME"

JiSl LIN IlME.
The sun was slowly lifting a rosy
crown from the head of the tall king
mountain" in eastern Kentucky. Twi
light was slowly creeping up the valley
leaving black tliroated tunnels yawnina
beneath the trees that crowded each sid.
of the creek. With quiet chatter the
chickens were gathering beneath the
trees in the front Of old Bill Copfeld's
log cabin, glancing about here and there
seeking the best boughs in which to rest
through the coming night. A whip
poorwill was lifting its weird, monoto
nous shrisks out on tho mountain side a,
the rear of the house. Beyond the yard
fence in front, on large oak, sat q
young man and young girl. The lat
ter was Nellie Copfield, the prettiesi
girl 'in all the country round" Tht
former was her big, rawboned, bu,
withal handsome lover Tim Holbrook.
The two had been quarrelinS, but now
q short truce of silence had interviewed
The young giant sat with his head bent
over, vigorously, but unconsciously
whiting on pine shingle. The girl
sat twisting her fingers, making ths
joints crack, and ever and anon flash
ing detecting glance at her lover. Oc.
casionally her sharp look would en-
counter his, and then two chins would
suddenly drop toward two breasts.
Finally tho young man, with u sudden
impulse, arose from the log, brushed
away the shavings that clung to his
clothes, and said:
"Waal, ! guess it's time fer me ter be
gittin outen this"
The girl glanced up, and with sug
gestion of sarcasm in her tones said:
"rm surprised at ye wantin to 60 *
sudding! thought ye was havin ar
awful nice time!"
"Now thar amt no use in ye tryin te,
take up that CT quarrel agin. / don't
feel like it. got up ter tell ye goodby.'
"Thar's plenty O time yit ter tell @e
that. The moon amt hardly up yit. "
don't want ter so off in tho dark. Yt
| ginerally stay nearly all night. What:
yer hurry now?" The girls tones wert
full Of affected pleasantly, and her eyes
! glowed with soft radiance through the
| gathering darkness, AT the tsauty o.
that upturned face his joints weakened
and down he sat again beside her.
He turned to the girl and said with
some desperation:
81 love you, Nell. and ye know it."
"O' course l do" returned the girl
laughing.
81 can't hep lovin ye."
81 know you can't"
81 loved ye the fust time ever seei
ye."
eyes, you did thatr'
"That's jis' why ye treat me like ,
dog"
81 don't treat ye like dog, Tim"
Eye don't:''
$40, sub. / don't"
"I'd Ike ter know why?"
because I'm alters good an pleasan
70 my dog"
| Here the girl laughed aloud; but Tim
exasperated beyond any further endur
ance, leaped up, made rush for hi
mule, mounted it and dashed furiousl,
away.
AS the echoes of tho mules hoofs diet
out in the night remorse sprang up j,
the heart of this little mountain coquetta
son, goodnessw she cried. "wonde
what got inter him ter treat me tha
away? Jis jumped up an run off an neve
sed nothin. He's mad about somethin--
know he is. What could it be2 / neve
seed such fellow in my life; jis' flies al
ter pieces, an body never kin tell wha
it's erbout. Well, I reckin it wud be al
for the best if he stays mad-if he
mad. Anybody that acks the fool tha
away why they'd be no livin with 'er
arte2 they married to 'em. never vii
speak to him agin. Lordy goodness,
know never done nothin. Wonder
he was certain mad and won't never tr
to make up with me no moreT And th
poor, injured little maiden smashed tw
big tears on her pretty, plump checks
crossed the fence, entered the house an
went to bed.
AS Tins mule trotted along toward hi
home his thoughts ran something ik
this:
"Oh, Lordy Cord! what am gwine te
do? Life fer me now is busted gour
layin by the side O. the spring O. happ
ness. I'll pine an perish in front O. til
sweet warters, but CANT never drin
'em no more. Ny big feather bed wi
now be full O rocks when lay down o
it at night. I'll git up in the merni
feehn sorry didn't peg out durin sleel
I'll 90 ter my new ground ter plow, br
won't have life enough In me ter cul
when root hits my shin. The. hons
logs I'd got out tor build a little hon
fer Inc an Nell will now rot in the wood
The good milk cow lately traded 4,
will go dry. The hogs bought ter mai
us meat will wander away an go will
/ amt got no heart never ter do nothi
! more I've gotno more confidence in N
body. / thought Nell loved me, an