The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-01-21
dIdn' come here fur receipt Have you
got any paper like arst furT'

njph double, an 'peared 10 be in sech
misery that got over my naughty feel
ms. an says TO I'm:
you'd better git some Pain Killer.
young man. Goodbye.
we'll. / went In mos all o. the stores
ON the whole street. but / couldn' find
the kind o. paper | wanted. an I cot
ca wore out a lookin' fur 1t that ] didn'
l,eer il I couldn'. fur l didn' feel like no
amount O. paper would give me the in'ard
s,,pport that a good slice o middlin
meat would!
know'd sister Sailie would be terrible
unsot about it arter a lendin' her good
close fur the purpose, so | got her some
paper to write on, an long pencil hopih
shed take 'em as thank-offering Sho'
rough she did; an arter we'd had our
dinners an washed the dishes, she sot
right down to make fortunes on the paper,
'thout sayin' word bout the dus got
on her close, a wrigghn.
.sister SalIie," says /; "afore you begin
On the fortune, les talk about things
Bit"
IAN right. Kate" says she, holdin' OF
nov nencil no in the ar an lookin ser Gus;
what do you want to say
Savs /: Folks that talk to themsefs
tafkin' TO the devil. they tell me; an
as | amt in no humor fur sech dom .
/ want you TO look at me an pay tenloh
to what ! say ~
yes" she says raj absent-liKe,
"didn' you say this story were 70 go 10
printin' Office? a.
Well" says /, whats that got TO 90
with it?''
"Nothin'." says she; "oniy ] were Il
thinkin' / hear Bill say onct thaF was
devils in prinun' Office.
,l 10 Z
holIer tell you git hurt. Thar amt put
ono devil. as / knows on, an If you Keep
in the streigh path, faint no danger
him troublin youl The ways too steep
an too narrer fur you'n the devil Goth 10
go in, so just ease your min o that an
lison to me. What l say Is tfls' you
can't do hcuse-work an write at the saI"e
time. so | mean TO stay at nome an re"
to things, an you can have IRE III INC
bedroom an write as fas as you S"u
SOS TO git the story ready for print Nov
If 1 quit goin' cut TO work, thar WONT "
no money to keep the ire aSoih 30 w
mus make up our MN S "nat o"'
sell thatu keep Us that lorg." she enc" =
cd her mcneil fur sometime, then she said:
~ don't seem to me like I've got MOTH
in" -,
saws |: "Whar's that blue wrapper o
vourn Won amt wore sense you bin WIZ
dcr2'
II can't spar that" says she. IN need
it when | quit mournin.
well" saws |; whats TO pay with GIT
tin sumthin' out o. Bill ole close! You
didn keor much fur him l don sposs
you keer bout lis closer
mot that way" sayes she; but "heh
git married mex time they may come ~
l see what she say about not haNih
nothin were rally true, so toll her 10 80
long with the fortune, an Ia hustle 'roun
an i'm sumthin.
didn' have no close but jus one other
lot; we'd sol all O. the err aInents 'ceptin'
a picture o. mother an father an that
want to be thought OF; an scratch my
head as | would l couldn--yes, thar was
one thing more-my babys shoes!
All me, how the tears flowed at the
thought o them shoes. Flowed till the
present time were all washed away, an
[ were carried a way back ycnder, TO
when | We're young, an trouble wan
nothin but name; thing to read about,
but never TO know.
Through my tears | see the little, three
room cottage, whar me an my man lived
an worked together, an the honey
suclSle whar usto elm over the winders-
seemed to me l could smell the very smell
o. that honey-sucklel
An thar were my little Rosa, with her
blue eyes an sweet, lovin ways, n runnip'
'IoJn an shown o. them very SHOES
to ev'y-body that come in. Then I remem-
| her how she crowd up, so smart an
sech help, tell she were nigh onto seven
teen years ole; an then how, JUS befO'
her father were took with his las sick
ness, 1 went in her room one mornin 20
! TO wake her up. an found the bed all
made up an a note on the piller a sayn'
| rs how she'd gone away TO marry man
| that / knowd 10 be drunkard an q
rascal. II all come back, when / thought
d them shoes, an though hadn' hearn
a thing about her from that day TO the
time siste. Sallie writ. the story. coudn'
! sell EN-. Nor. 1 couidn' sell Rosa's shoes
After awhile 1 pulled myself together
i an went 10 thinkin' agin when on a
/ student il come 10 me i could sell the
| hOur-glass,
| 1t want no mortal use I'm our 'temptin'
to keep up with the times no longer: an
! don't see why l didn' think O that hour
glass befo.
of started. an in harf q hour / got
back with four dollars i'm my pocket, some
| meat an a bran new lamp, an a gallon
o. oil i'm my hans. / didn' know whether
twas midnight-oil. like folks I'm story
fust-rate arter dark; so sister Sallie could
work night an day, tell our fortune was
| made
Well. she did work faithful; she didn'
| do nothin' else. She'd work so late at
| night she couidn' never git up 10 break
fas': but arter she did git up, an git
fixed fur the day, she worked at that
! story constant. | couidn' hep noticin
one thing bout It though, an that were
that whar she'd save one piece o paper
tbot she'd writ on she'd tar up two
'NTos' ev,v day I'd have 10 buy II fresh
an, heo,ln 10 think Twin on paper want
so cbeap after all. Howsumever, | didn'
Gov, 60. hut one day / says, says l.
@sister sallie. amt our fortune mos
do Cause" says ], thar amt but
one twenty-five cents, an two one cents
ief."
yves" she says Il think If you'll JUS
OF, me a little more paper, can git done
in another week
Ian o. life, sister Sallie" says J..
"u,bat's goln' I'm our stomachs that
weexg' l says; I'VE can't live on that
naper you've tore up. cause It's all writ
ON an / s'pose even paper had ought
10 be new TO be good'
she rally looked Worried when l says
that an pres'ny she says. says She
~ tell you what. Kate; you take an
cit me five cents worth o paper TO copy
NV story on, an piece fifteen TO write
70 the editor on, with a case TO put II
in an a stamp. An then. instead o
waitin' 10 copy the story. I'll SEN a let
ter 10 the editer. an tell him I've got il
mos ready, an arsk him to let me have
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