The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1895-04-03
SOMFRSET pa WEDNEsDAy AppII 1soE

PA, WEDNESDAY
eyes were getting set again. 80, Lorly,
whatchcr reckon makes my OF fool
min keep runnin on that marriage
cer'mony? As | aimed to tell YOU
while ago, mann she made this here
suit out'n-out, dyin' an cariin' an'
spinnin' al weavin' an cuttin' an
sowin' an all. She ripped up pap's
weddin' suit fur a patron, which gran
pap he'd mar'id in the same befo' him.
An this hickory stripe shirt, she made
it too, an stranger, what's a fellow To
do? | can't 90 home, s'help me Gawd,
an tell the OF oman Nancy scorned
the clo'es she made fur me, but | don't
min tellin' you, seein' you are handy
an seem kinder soft an harmless. As
| lowed the weddin' was 10 come Off
tonight, so got ready and went down
early, aimin' to be on ham an thinkin'
| could hep 'roun' mebbe, fetchin'
wood an drawin' cider. / got thar
soon arter dinner, an Nancy's little sis
Ten. she seed me comm and ruined
ant toP the yuthers. An by gum.
/ whenst | Skinned over the fence. an
started up the parth to the house, thar
they all was big as life came to the do
TO watch me. Thar was Nancy an
her mann an her dad an Buck an
Jeems am Marthy Ann am Randy
Gibbs FUN over at Jasper, what had
come to stan up at the weddin' an
that little Tennessee, an'-Nancy
Lord, how they seem To swell thar In
the cabin do as | fumbled up to the
house Though the dead leaves. Seem
like thar was plum army Ov 'en thar
an Nancy !-an' look like my legs tan
gied up same's interferin' horse, an
my arms sTowed 50 long they fetched
the grou' an my feet 50 big the yearth
couldn't hol EN-. Ny, stranger, but 1
was hot whenst | did get TO that cabin
do which ii natcheily seemed to be
miles away. Well, whenst | did get
thar, thar was Nancy,
"Thomas McTair, she said, pyeart
like, steppin' to the front, an Bandy
Gibbs a-eggin' her on fum bchin',
Thomas McTair,-Pap his name il
Thomas, an mann j'ined on the McTair
for the Bishop what uster be down to
Nashville - Thomas McTair,' SAYS
Nancy, was you aimin' 10 marry in
them jeans garments - she says.
Them was my Intentions says /, see
in she had spoke so proper. We'll,
Mr.. Lane, she up an answer, If them
is your intentions, you'll git some
yuther gal TO marry yen. fla man is
too low down to git pas er sto'
bought clos to marry in, why the Lord
have mercy on his sould, fur won't
Yes, sir, them was Nancy's very words
war, an with that the do slammed
an whenst | looked up thar warn't
Nancy, o, Lord, o, Lord ~
stranger" he began again after a
moment, cycling nay rough tweed suit,
''did you mean them words you spoke
about this here dad blamed suit cr
jeans? Did YOU know:r
well, yes" l answered, ''fron my
standpoint, that is first-rdte suit,
straight goods, all wool and yard
wide"
"Thanky, stranger, thanky," said
Thomas McTair, exuberantly, "biamed
ef don't tell the OF lady them words
er your'n, but--see here, stranger.
would you min swoppin' ~
"What? Suits ~ | asked, smiling
at the remembrance ofthe twelve inches
Of difference in our heights.
"That's what, " he said eagerly, "You
see, it's thiser way. Thar's plenty time
yit fo' the weddin' was to a been, an
ef you air "A min to 'commodate me |
kin get thar by the time the squire'll
come, an bless Gawd, I'll git Nancym
81 am afraid your clothes won't fit
me-" | said, temporizingly.
His face fell. Look here stranger"
he said, and there were tears i'll his
eyes, 'I'm a-losin' the chance cr Nan
cyl You don't know what that means,
cas- you've never sot eyes on that purity
face er hern, nur seen her wali.in' in
the mist Nv mornin' with the damp
ness curlin' that yeiier hair Nv hern,
an'-0, Lord, stranger, amt thar a gal
somers rs you'd die to git ,"
Fright you are there, Thomas" |
said, disnounting. you've hit the
nail on the head, and I'll tell you what
III do for you. Mam's cooked up a lot
of good things, hasn't she, back at the
cabin, for you and Nancy to start hon
eymooning on?'
That's what, - he answered.
"Well, shuck Off I'll lend you my
suit till the weddin's over, provided
you'll put me on the trail TO your cabin
and give me supper and a bed. \ fell
low gets kinder played climbing noun
tains."
stranger, you're a trump" cried
Thomas with effusion. ''You're man
ever inch NV yoa an you're treatin'
me white. o, Lord, jest to think, I'll
git Nancy -
81 say, Thomas" said |, after We had
both disrobed, you'll have to get that
turkey grease out of your hair, or am
afraid my hat won't stay on your head;
it will slip of, You know"
Fright your air, stranger" he said,
eyeing my rough shock, ''mebbe little
stragglin' outlook, rs you mought call
it, would go better with sto' bought
clos. Bat come down this way Il
piece"
He picked up my bundle of clothes
and his own big boots, which he had
been compelled to remove in order to
skin his trouser over his feet, and led
the way down the trail in his under
suit of unwashed Sea island.
We came presently upon a little cove
under overhanging ledges of rock,
whence spring bubbled, trailing its
way noisily down the mountain side
Before | knew what he was about
Thomas McTair had thrown himself