The Opelousas courier., 1896-02-01
Aunt Nancy.s Fool Notions,

Aunt Nancy's Fool Notions.
You mought saddle up right now and
pitch out and ride three hundred miles
before you could find another woman as
smart as my Aunt Nancy Newton. She
has never went oil to college and she
don't put any on frills and fancy axments
to speak OF. She is what 1 call a plain,
o~id-fashion, fint-and-steel woman. But
when 1t comes to havin sense-plenty OF
1t and some to spare-my Aunt Nancy
Is right there. And yet still at the
same time, that dear, delightful old
ssni a take up more fool notions, it
seems to me. than any n oma in
the whole discovered country.
II Aunt Nancy was t. turn in, tonight
and dream about crossin high and
muddy waters--freshets and floods and
the like OF that-she wouldn't sleep no
more in a week. She says it is a dead
certain sign of death in the family for
anybody to dream about crossin muddy
waters. But If a death in the family
had CONF to pass every time I have
dreamt about crossin floods and freshets
and muddy waters the Sanders genera
ton would Of faded out years and years
ago. So that is jest simply one Of Aunt
Nancy's fool notions.
/ was buildin of q new house last
summer in one Of the most loyeliest
spots o the broad bosom of the earth
perhaps. There is a big oak grove all
around and a spring right down there
under the hill.
"You will have to take your ak,
Rufus, and cut them trees down." said
Aunt Nancy the first time she driv by.
at will never do to leave 'em standin
there. They will rawlightnin, Rufus,
they will draw lightnin as certrin as
the Lord made little apples"
Well, I never have cnt them trees
down, and what is more I never will.
They have been standin right there for
a hundred years, I reckon, and they
v have drawed any lightnin yet.
And so far as / can see there amt no
particlar reason why they will start to
OF II now. But at any rates.
that is one more OF Aunt NaEcy's fool
notions.
II Aunt Nancy was to run out Of a Job
on a Thursday night-as smart and
stirrin as she is-he would set down
end smoke her pipe and hold her hands
and play with the children q whole en-
tire day before she would start a piece
OF work on Friday. ''It's bad luck,
Rufus. it's bad luck" says she, and that
is the onlyest reason she can give. The
Good Book tells us to work SIX days
and rest OF Sunday. but it don't cay
nothin about taken Friday for luck.
day Is workin day with me, ex-
cepin Sunday, and I have had more good
luck than any man in the settlement.
Whereas, accordin to my doxology, that
is another n OF Aunt Nancy's fool mo-
tions.
And then Aunt Nancy she runs every
thing by the moon She regulates the
weather, and sows her garden seed. and
out her flowers, and sets her hens
and kills her hogs all accordin to the
size and shape and stage and general
experiments Of the moon. As to me, |
it takes my level blamdest to keep up
with the sun, and / don't know one turn
the moon from another. But the
weather changes with the seasons, and
the garden seed come up, and the chick
ens hatch of, and the flowers grow at
bur house the same as they do over at
the Newton place. So there we are
with one more OF Aunt Nancy's fool mo-
tons.
Finally at last, accordin to my fgura-
ton, Il would take . hamper basket and
1 good big book to hold all the sense
gnd all the fool notions that Aunt
has got in her head.