The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-01-05

You knows JeS' as we'll as l does
| hain't got no keow an couldn never
| buy one, an when l knows l can't have
| yer, Aunt B'linda, wdout l gifts
keow, Use boun' ter git a keow, an
says I ter myself: Moses Lipscomb, eff
| you kin tote three hundred poun
| hog, ef yer tries ter yer kin git n keow
| eff yer tries ter But bress my soul,
Aunt B'linda, l hain't no need ter try,
| COS when l was agOin' home yes'day
| evenin' de fus' ting | see when l gifts
| down to de road was dat brack an
wife keow eatin' grass by de fence in
de ole field. Lori! How 1 jumps when
l see her Says /: Moses, de good
angel Gabriel SEN you dat keow. Dat
| keow don b'long bout hyar an l
reckon she b'long to dat druv wot wen
through hyar t'other day, an she done
git los in de bushes an was luf b'hin''
So l jes gifts over de fence an l sits
down on de grass near by her an l
watch her all night, an arly dis morn
in druv her up hyar. Pse bin waitin
more'n two hours when yer come out,
Aunt Blinda, an eff yer keeps her in
de shed dat ar driver won fin her when
he comes back, wot he cahn't do an
leave de res of de cattr."
you done stole her." repeated Aunt
Belinda.
Yes, done jes dat" replied Moses,
"an' wots more. I'd stole forty keows
rather dan not git you fer wife, Aunt
Blinda." -"
Moses Lipscomb," said she after a
slight pause, you is wot / calls a one
sin man. Yous done gone an stole dat
keow, but dar you stops. You don
| come ter. me. an tell no lies bout it,
Now dar's dat long-legged Aaron, he
done stole keow an fotch her ter me
an tell me bucketful of lies bout
her. Use lived long 'nough ter know
dat I cahn't git no husban specially
in dis part oh de county widout no sin
at all, an so Use boun ter take de one
wot's got de leas' an I reckon dar aint
nobody round hyar wot's got less dan
one, an so, Moses, I'll take you. An
| now I'll guy you de milk pail an you
milk dat keOw, COS tain't fair ter de
pore dumb creetur ter let her go not
| MIXED, an den you tuck her whar you
fin her an leave her dar. When you
done dat yer kin come back an have
yer breakfas'. Eff dar's one ting
hates" she continued as she went into
the house, its milkin'"'
1t was about an hour afterward and
Moses was still eating his bacon and
dipping his corn bread into the melted
| and bubbling fat when Aunt Belinda,
looking out of her window, saw the
long-legged Aaron striding over the
field. He was dressed as on the day
hafnra ba ha >;,,I-
in his buttonhole.
AS Aunt Belinda liked to have her
conferences outside of the house, where
there was room to talk, she went out
to receive him.
'B' B'linda," said he, as he took off his
hat and held out his hand, my deah
B'lida, whar's de woman on de top of
de earf wot more gladden. de heart"
stop dat, you long-legged Aaron"
she cried. 'Wot you mean ter speak
like dat ter me an call me sweetheart
names? Don't yer do dat no more"
"Wot you mean?" cried Aaron. "Ain't
that fair twiXt us all fix'd? Didn't
guvyer dat keow fer mar'age settl men.
paid in vance? Didn't you p'omise
NE"
Belinda. How yer dare come hyar
wild yer lies an yer thieveries? / seen
yer yes'day mornin' comm over de
field, / seen yer stop an look at dat
brack an wife keow, an ] knowed you
knowed dat keow didn' long in dis hyar
neighborhood. an jes' thunk ter my
self I'd ask dat long-legged Aaron ter
guv me keow an see wot he do. Den
yer done stole dat brack an wife keow
an fotch her ter me an tell me lot O
lies bout raisin her from littl' cahf!
Now let me tell yer, you Aaron, dat
brack an w'ite keow Is my keow. Day
fore yes'day bought her outer druv
of cattr an paid fer her wild money wot
/ done save from washin' an ironin
an / put her in dat field, an nobody
bout hyar done know Use got dat
keow. An you done stole my own
| keow an come hyar wild pack o lies
an ask me ter marry yer on count of
yer guvin her ter me-my own keow!"
Mis- Tingsley, said Aaron, drawing
himself up, de langwidge you's usin
| ter me is 'fensive ter my min Ef
| yous de kin O woman wot uses slch
| langwidge / don't want no wedlock
wild yer, an / don't want ter hyar no
more fool talk 'beout yer buyin' dat
keow. Use too ole fer any sech tales as
| dat. Jes' you guv me back my keow
| an retires from dis controversy. An
look hyar, Miss Tinsley, eff yer don't
| guv her back I'll have yer rested for
'tainin' keows on false pertenses."
| At this moment sudden noise was
heard inside the house, stool was
| tumbled over the floor, a table was
| pushed roughly to one side. there was
| a quick stamping of feet and in am in
stant Moses Lipscomb, his eyes glaring
| and his head lowered like a bull ready
| to charge a matador, appeared in the
| doorway.
| "Git. you, Aaron"' cried Aunt Belin-
| da. The injunction was not needed.
| The long-legged sultor gave one glance
| at the doorway. This was not the first
| time he had seen Moses Lipscomb with
his head down and his eyes glaring,
and without hesitation he turned and
fled, with Moses after him, roaring like
an infuriated king of the herd.
Aaron's legs were very long; his silk
hat fell off, and he did not stop to pick
1t up, and his fright and his strides
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suer far behind. Moses stopped and,
giving the hat a kick that would have
done credit to a college fott ball man,
and, shaking his fist after his flying
| foe, he shouted:
"Ef ever l kotch you, you daddy
long-legs, I'll butt yer low an ri kick
yer high. til yer never knows de diff
f'rence ,twixt de earf an de sky! Comm
hyar an talkin' ter my Blinda bout
'restin' her fer false pertenses an
keuw" SAr eN+;
r. WhensMoses returned HE found Aunt
Belinda seated In a chair, laughing un-
til tears ran down her cheeks.
"He make me crack my sides!' she
exclaimed II les say ter him. ,Ghp