The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1895-09-23

should judge, "more holy than righteous" and
on her head she wore a mans very large straw hat
My fellow customer looked at me silently
and quite curously little while and then com
ing nearer She said: Good mornin, law child,
are you Peter Jones'es gyurl?"
answered in the Affirmative. and she continue
ed: "We the minitI sot eyes on ye, says, says l.
that's Peter Joneses nose sure. (YouI paws got
a uncommon big nose)-and thems Jerushys
eyes-rd know Jerushy's eyes anywhere's. You
see used to know your paw ana NAV when they
sold goods down to the mill. I've bought many a
drum % snuff from em. But" this meditatively,
with her eyes fixed intently crack in the floor,
''your paw and nav wuscnt neither one on 'em
bad lookm' people. q, well, chillern don't allus'
take arter their parents.
ADO you'uns git many aigs now?" quered my
questioner.
Now hate chickens, and never knew anything
about them, but also knew that it would never
do to betray my ignorance on such an Important
subject to this dauEter of Eve, SO said, "Nom,
guess we don't get very many"
About this time happened to look around and
found that one of the clerks in the store was an
Interested and much amused listener to our con-
versation.
"well," continued she, ~ heard my old domi-
necker hen a singin' round in the yard 'tother
day and seq to Becky Ann, SEE l, | Just know old
domineck wants TO lay from the way she's singin
round, and Becky Ann SEE, SEE she, yes, nav,
believe So too and 1 reckon I'll go and make her
a nest and sir she went and MADE some nestes
in the barn'd, and don't you think she hadn't
more'n made 'em until old domineck she just
went right straight and LAID aig in one on 'em!'
expressed my surprise as well as could
Hooked at the clerk and saw that tho corners
of his mouth taking an upward tendency"
SO 1 looked in another direction
thought surely after TINS extraordinary state
ment her store of remarkable things would DO
about exhausted, but she presently said, after
long and seemingly meditative silence, 81 anus
did hate fur the hens to lay in the houseP'
thought "good spoons abovcP' aud "may the
saints deliver usr' What nextP BuG braced up
my mental faculties. and unlmhered my bump OF
the marvellous 10y way of prelude so that might
lie able to take it all in, ana then she told about
her 'ole" blue hen with white tail feathers, that
"wouldn't lay anywhere but on the comp ny beu
in the shed room !" that She "alus' flew in at the
wnuer there by the bed, and that 1t was only last
summer she scratched one her best top quilts all
To pieces, and had commenced on another one
this spring and, she just tod Becky Ann she was
going To smut that winder. for she lust wuzent
yoin' to have nary nuther quilt scratched up ny
that"-but just the opportune arrival OF the
long looked Tor mai put an end to further con-
yersation.
And that clerk, you say, "oh, where was he'
Ask of that goods box in one corner oil the store.
for | certainly the fappins oil retreatlhg coat
tails behind its protecting sides.
But alas, no such refuge Tor TINS poor mortar!
And after had been given the mail wendell my
WAY nomcward saddrr but WISER ON very much
wiser Ia Old hennisH bAhoN'