Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1894-07-05

tain, or go pom the parish. She was
Menhennick tho, from t'other side
o the duchy-a very proud family
and didn't mean TO dip the knee to no.
body, and all the less because she'd
demeaned herself to start with, by
wedding tailor. But Key Pinsent.
by all allowance, was handsome as
bla2es, and well informed up to a point
that he read Shakespeare for the mere
pleasure OF.
'Well, she sold up the stock in trade
an hired n couple o. rooms-the self
same rooms you sce-nnd then she ate
less N a mouse an took to needle
work, plain an fancy, for lot o the
gentrys wives round the neighbor-
hool befriended her, though they had
to be sly an hide that they meant it
for !. tivor, or she'd ha' snapped their
heads off. An all the while she was
teachin' her boy and tcllin'en what
ever happened, to remember he was
gentleman, an lovin' en- with all the
strength of u desolate woman.
"This Willie Pinsent was comely
boy, too; handsome as old Key, an
quick at his books. He'd bold,
mastorful way bein' proud as ever
his mother was, an we'll KNOWN
there wasn't his match in Tregarricls
for headworl1. Such beautiful hand
he wrote When he was barely turn
ed sixteen they gave 'en place in
Gregory's blnk-WillSins an Gregory
it was In those aged times, He still
lived home wi his mother, rentin'
room extra out of his earnln's and
turnin' one of the bedrooms into a
parlor. That's the very room you're
loolsin' at. And when any father in
| TregarriclS had bone to pick with
his sons he'd advise EN- to take ex-
ample by. young Pinsent, $50 clever
and good too there was no tellin'
what he mightn't come to in time
"Well-a- we'll, to cut it short, the
lad was too clever 1t came out,
after, that he'd took to bettin his en-
ployers' money agen the rich men up
at the Royal exchange. An the up
shot was that one evenin' while he
was drinltiu' tea with his mother in
his lovin, light hearted way, in walks
a brace o constables an says, will
lam Pinsent, young chap, arrest thee
upon charge o couuterfeitin' old
Gregory's haniwritin' which is q hang
in matterl'
AN now, sir, comes the curious
part o the TILE; for, If you'll believe
me, this poor woman wouldn't listen
p to it - wouldn't hear word OF
What my son WILLIE she flames, hot
as Lucifer. My son Willie forger;
my boy that have nussel an reared
up, an studied, MARLIN all his pretty
, takin' ways since he learned TO crawl
, Gentlemen she says stanlin' up an
facin' EN- down, what mother knows
her son, if not give you my word
, it's all a mistake
GAY, an she would have it no other,
While her son was havin his trial in
Jail, she walked the streets with her
head high, scornin' the folk as
, passed"
But her greatest freak was seer
when the Assizes came. Sir, she
, wouldn' even go to the trial, She
, disdained it. An when that mornin'
the Judges had driven by her window
same as they drove day, what dee
think she didP
, "She began to lay the cloth up il
, the parlor yonder, an there set out
the rarest meal, ready for her boy.
There was meats, roasted chickens,
an tongue, an a great ham, There
: was cheese cakes that she ma lie after
Il little secret of her own, an bow
, Of junIlet, an inch dep in cream thai
bpiu' bie NAT disb am all lfinde n