The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1895-01-18
MOI eNouGA SOCIETY.
That Was w hat She Craved. and She Must
Have It.

That Was w hat She Craved, and She dust
Have 1t.
A rickety old wagon, with a weather
stained cover, drew up in front of little
crossroads store near the west line OF
Missouri The wagon was drawn by pai,
of poor, bony mules and contained few
articles of household goods, six children
and a 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.
"How re ye, mister?'' the woman accost-
ed the shopkeeper, who was standing on
the platform in front of his store.
Very WE'LL" he replied. How are
your"
First rate. Never better, reckon.
I'm gittin back to ole Missoury, an that's
enough to make me feel good, shore
''Moving?" the storekeeper queried.
yep"
"Where from?"
"Oklyhomy"
"Where tof''
"Missoury.''
"Think you like Missouri better than
Oklahoma?''
Bet yer hide. Wouldn't live in Okly-
horny if they'd give me the whole layout. "
Don't like it, eh?'
Marry
''Too dry for you?'
'sMeanin the weather."
Yes
Reckon not. I didn't notice if it was. 4"
Land poor?'
mo, guess not. -
Too much wind?'
Never noticed bout that
bad water?''
Dunno. Never made no difference to
me bout the water.
Just didn't like the country in gen
era1. 1 SUPPOSED"
"Country's right enough, I guess.
hain't no kick to make OH the land, nor
the water, nor the climate, nor nothin O.
that Sort
''Then why do you dislike to live there
so much?''
Its the society,"
"Ohl Pretty rough, reckon?"
No, it wasn't tibet I keered for. It's
too tame"
why, supposed it was pretty stirring
out there?"
''Nothin goin on in society except now
an then a shootin scrape.'
THAT SO? No churches nor anything
of that kind?''
"Oh, thar's churches enough, but them
amt enjoyment like I been used to all my
life"
'sIndeed?'
marry. Now, take it over thar on Pos
sum ridge, whar / was raised. an thar you
find shore 'nough society doins. Why,
blame my buttons, stranger, they don t
have nothin down thar in Oklyhomy.
been thar two years now, an marry So
cieUy event l been to the whole time, 'cept-
in oz.ce l went to hangin."
, "Indeed?''
''Thats squar, mister Now, over thar
on Postum ridge it's different Thar S
society doin's monty nigh every night, an
body kin enjoy life
what kind of society doings?''
''Waal, a heap O. kinds. Thar's apple
parin s an wool pickin's an pumpkin cut
tins an-say, you've been to them sort O.
doin's hain't you?"
mo; 1 never had the pleasure. -
''Waal, great lan's goshen, you don t
know what it is to live, an you've missed
more fun than you could shake stick
at
81 presume So
81 know it, Then thar's the hoedowns.
Talkin about funl Thar's whar you
find it in great chunks an gebs. My skin,
mister, but feel like I'd give $40 jest for
the chance to shake my foot to the chune
of The Little Brown jug as old Asa Cobb
used to play it on his old f1ddleP'
so you're going back to Possum
ridgeg''
You bet. 1 hain't got so powerful
many years to live an while I do live J
want to enjoy life. Then 1 got six chill
dren to raise, an I want 'em to have ad-
vantages. ! amt in for lettin 'em grow
up like heather. I want 'em to have So
ciety raisin, an they shall have it if have
to bust haInstring a-givin it to 'em.'
THAT'S right"
Bet yer pelt. WAL, far'wen We must
be joggin on toward the Ian O. promise
whar thar's society an society doin's .
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