Daily Kennebec journal., 1895-04-22

emily she spoke:
'You Moses, you git off dat grass an,
take away dem clothes an den come
back arter supper dis evenin' for vo,
ahnser. Now git along mighty Quick.
hain't got no time to fool wild ver
now"
Moses was well acquainted with
Aunt Belinda's decision of character
and without making any remoustrsn
he gathered up the discarded clothes.
bade her good morning and departed.
Aunt Belinda watched him until he dis
appeared behind bit of woodland to
the west and then she turned her gaze
toward field in the opposite direction.
She had seen. before Moses left. another
man approaching through this field.
The newcomer was tall and rather
spare of figure. and advanced with long
strides, which soon brought him to the
house. lie was very well dressed, but
not after the fashion of Moses. His
hat was high, but it bore no untimelv
Grape; his clothes were black, and fitted
him very well; his cravat was white.
and in his hand he carried q cane with
q silver head.
'Mornin', Sister Tinsley," said he; 81
hopes sees yer well?'
"Mornin', Brudder Aaron" said Aunt
Belinda; "ef yous got time ter stop, sot
youse'f down hyar, and I'll fotch an.
udder Cheer
He lifted his hand deprecatingly.
Never, Sister Tinsley, never Won wait
on me. OATS my part; waits on you,"
and brislly stepping inside he brought
out chair.
The newcomer sat down, put his hat
on the grass and his cane beside it. and
then, leaning slightly forward, clasped
his two long black hands between his
knees. He was many shades darker
than Aunt Belinda, and several wears
older. His face was long, and rather
thin. After few remarks about the
weather and the ''craps" he proceeded
to business.
"Sister Tinsley," said he, 81 knows
you is woman wot amt got no time
to waste, an Use a man wild duties an
'sponsibilities. Now, 1 comes to de
pint widout no scrapin' an prancin',
and comes here. Sister Tinsley, to
ask youse'f ter combine wild me in de
vows O wedlock; in udder words, Sis
ter Tinsley. asks you to marry me.
It's long time sence you was q wild
der, Sister Tinsley, and de Bible says
'tain't right fer man, nor woman, to
live lone, specially in house like dis,
wild no udder house nearder dan a
quarter mile. Now, you kin see for
youse'f, Sister Tinsley, dat man like
me, wot's lived in de city an waited at
hotel an as"
Oats So" said Aunt.Belinda; "cuse
me fer interruptin' you, Brudder
Aaron, but you is mistook bout me an
de Bible. De holy book dom say nuf-
fin bout women livin' lone, only men,
an wot does 1 want wild anudder hus-
ban? Dar never was better man dan
Dick Tinsley, an he was an awful
trial. Now wot's de good of my havn'
anudder man hangin' round hyar? Use
mighty cumft'ble an reckons Use got
evryt1nG III dls worF dat wants, cepr
one ting"
''Dats mighty truer' exclaimed
Aaron, mighty true, Sister Tinsley;
dare is one ting wot you wants, and dat
is a fust-rate husban'."
"Tain't husban'," said Aunt Belinda,
"it's keow."
ga keow!" exclaimed Aaron, twisting
himself toward her as he spoke. He
had not looked at her during his for
mer remarks, directing his quickly
moving eyes over the distant land
scape, but now he looked squarely at
her, honestly surprised.
YES" said Aunt Belinda, "wot
wants is leow. Use bin q long time
widout one an don wan. to be wild
out one no longer; so eff was ever to
cit anudder husban' I'd git one as
would fust guv me keow. 1 DON
wan no husban', but ef l cahn't git
keow widout no husban' I'll take him
along wild dc keow. OATS de way it
stan's, Brudder Aaron"
, With his face little longer than be-
fore Aaron resumed his survey of the
landscape.
"Wot kim O. keow you wants, Sister
Tinsley?" he asked.
81 don't keer bout de kim nor de
breed" said Belinda, "so's she's toll
'ble fresh an Civ bout three gallon o
milk. Don vans no scrawny gallon
keow wild no more butter in de milk
dan bucket O w'itewash. Has you
got keow, Brudder Aaron?'
Aaron folded his arms, knitted his
brows and turned his glance upon the
ground.
"When you vans yer keow?" said he.
"Soon's kin git her." answered Be-
linda. Use bin long time widout one,
an wants ter have some buttermilk
dis week"
Suddenly light flashed into the
countenance of the contemplative
Aaron and he looked up.
"Did you ever see my littr place
over tn udder side of de erik, Sister
Tinsley?"
The widow shook her head.
Aaron looked satisfied. well, den,'
said he, Use got some keows dar, two
good keows, one Aldney an one bracls
an w'ite. Cahn't say much for de
Ald'ney; she amt fresh. Would fust-
rate brack an white keow suit yer,
Sister Tinsley?"
dat ID suit me tip top" answered