The herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1893-1900, 1895-06-16
SHE WANTED
SOCIETY AND WAS BOUND
TO GET 1T

A rickety old wagon with weather
stained cover drew up in front of little
cross roads store near tn, west line of
Missouri. The wagon was drawn by a
pair of poor, bony mules, and contained
a few articles of household goods. six
children and woman. The latter sat
in front, driving, while the children
were ranged along the side of the wagon
with their heads poked out under the
cover says writer in an eastern paper.
"How'r'ye, mister" the woman &C.
costed the storekeeper. who was standing
on the platform in front OF his store.
Very wel.'' he replied. How are
your
First rate. Never better, reckon. I'm
gittin back to ole Missoury. an that's
what makes me feel good. shore"
Yep"
"Where from2"
"Oklyhomy:"
Where to?''
"Missoury."
"Then you like Missouri better than
Oklahoma?"
bet your hide. Wouldn't live in Ok
lyho,my if they'd give me the whole lay
out"
Don't like it, eh?"
"Too dry for your"
"Meanin' the weather."
Eyes"
Reckon not. I didn't notice if it
was.'
Land poor?''
mo; guess not
"Too much wind?"
"Never noticed bout that
bad water?'
"Dunno: never made no difference to
me bout water
"Just didn't like the country in gen.
eral, l suppose?"
"Countrys all right enough guess. I
haint no Kick to name on the land, nor
the water, nor the wind, nor the cli-
mate, nor nothin' of that soit.'
Then why did you dislike to live there
SO much?'
"It's the society,""
"Oh. pretty rough, reckon?"
mo; it wasn't that keered for; it's
too tame"
"why,I supposed it was pretty stirring
out there
now an then shoctin' scrape.
THAT'S so?aNo churches. nor anything
of that sort?
= "Oh, there's churches enough, but them
ani't enjoyment like I've been used to
all my life.
"Indeed?"
Mary. Now. take it over thar on
Postum Ridge, whar I was raised, and
thar you find shore 'nough society doin's.
Why. blame my buttons. stranger, they
don't have nothin down thar in Okly-
homy. l been thar two years now, an
marry society event | been to the whole
tim, 'cepin' once l went to hangin'."
"Indeed?'
THAT'S squar', mister. Now. over
thar on Postum Ridge it's different.
Thar's society doin's monty nigh every
night: an body can enjoy. life,
what kind OF society doings?"
"Wall. a heap O. kinds. Thar's apple
parin's. and wool pickins an pumpkin
cuttin's an'-say, you've been to that
sort O. doins. hain't your"
'.No: never had the pleasure.
"Wall great Ian 's-goshen! you don't
know what it is to live, an you We missed
more fun than you could shake stick
at"
II presume So
az know it. Then thar's the hoe
downs. Talllin, about fun Thar where
you find it in great chunks and gobs.
My skin. mister, but feel like I'd give
$40 Jest fer chance to shake my foot to
the chune of The Little Brown jug as old
Asa Cobb used to play it on his old nd
die
$50 you're going back to Postum
Ridge?"
You bet. hain't got SO powerful
1 want n ' to enjoy life. Then got six chill
dren to raise. an want EN- to have
advantages. l amt in for lettin' EN-
grow up like heathin'. l want EN- to
have society raisin'. an they shall have
it if l have to bust haimstring a-givin'
it to en-
"Tbat's right
q "Bet yer pelt. Wall. far'well. We must
be joggn' on toward the Ian O. promise
whar thar's society an society doin's."