Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1894-12-06

He said, Il can tell you all that's 60
ing to happen to you"
81 don't want to know all that's 60
ing to happen to me. It's enough to
know what's already taken place."
"Well. let me look at your hand"
"Well, here it is; now look"
$50 he took my hand in his, and oh
how solemn and wise he did look! At
ter looking awhile, he said, "You are
visiting a girl, and you think you are
going to marry her."
.How do you know that?"
II can see it on your hand"
well, go ahead"
'.But you won't marry her,
"Who said so?''
Il say SO! No, sir, you will never
marry the girl"
And who is to hinder?"
You'll see!''
'sWell, what next?"
The girl you will marry you have
never seen or heard of. She lives a
long ways off-way in another country
and you will meet her very unex-
pectedly; and you and the girl will fall
in love with each other at first sight. :"
''Well, that's comforting! Is she
pretty? is she good and nice? For if
l am going to lose Rosy Cheeks, want
something nice and good"
..Yes, she is nice and good. and you
will marry her, and you will raise a
big family of boys and girls"
Good, by hoakeys, that's nice!
Well, go ahead. What's next?"
You and she will live happily to-
gether, and"
"Hold on! That's enough. l don't
want to know any more. We've got
the girl and the babies, so let's go to
work"
That fall l cast my first vote for
president; was at Fredericktown; went
down Saturday. On that Sunday /
went to church with Rosy Cheeks, and
l thought l was all right; but don't
you think that girl gave me 1.-the nit
ten" and a whole pair of gloves, and
"the sack" to boot! My, my! 1t at
first nearly took my breath. But, as l
was never guilty of sitting down and
grieving and sniveling, said, "Well,
she amt the only pretty girl in this
world. and as am to be provided for,
amt going to let one little girl break
my heart-not by jugfull, ain'ti''
That summer Mr.. and Mrs. Pierce,
our minister, had been living with US,
and November they had bought the
farm which is called the Langdon
place, and had gone back to the place
they came from to get their household
stuff to go to keeping house.
One beautiful Saturday afternoon,
about Thanksgiving time, l went to
get my gun to go hunting. AS l took
my Old Betsy down from the hooks,
brother Henry came in with his gun
an old shell of thing; you could al
most run your thumb in the muzzle.
He said, '.Thid., wish you would let
me have your gun to go squirrelling
this afternoon. and you take mine to
kill deer with; for if should shoot a
squirrel with nv gun there wouldn't
be anything but hole with streak
oil skin around it; and if you should
shoot a deer with my gun the bones
would oe left, anyway; it would not
take more than the forequarters, if
you did not shoot lengthwise of the
DEER
As it was Saturday afternoon, all of
nv sisters-and such a lot of sisters as
l had! as full of the Old Harry as any
four gals l ever saw-began to poke
fun at me. AS had on my old hunt
ing duds. didn't look as nicely dress
ed as have seen in the city some
times. Well, these sisters got to
picking at my rags, and tried to make
me 60 and clean up to go out in the
woods among the wild animals, and
among the brush. Now, l always
wanted, when l went hunting. to wear
such clothes it would not hurt them if /
did get down on my stomach and crawl
like lizard after deer. No, sir, l