The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1897-04-14
BRECKENRIDGE NEWS.
WEDNESDAY. APRIL IA. 1897.
OUR CHURCH FAIR.

"Dear mel'' observed Mrs. Ferret,
with friendly grin as she settled her.
self comfortably in "A rocker OIL her
neighbours stoop. "Now, d just about
die o. lonesomeness if | didn't hev you
70 come an visit with every onct in
awhile. You're the only neighbor within
hollerin distance o. my house, an can
cawl to your Jimmy eff 1 want him to
run o. an errand down to the grocery
store, or / can peek out O. my kitchen
window an see you settin here with the
baby or dom your chores around the
yard. An can hear you real plain talk
in to Jimmy am
"Talkn to himp' echoed Mrs. Sharp,
with indignant wrath. "Yellin at him,
you mean, enough to wake the dead an
disgrace TO the neighborhood, that's
what it is, the way that child carries
ON. It's his fathers fault, a-humorin
him in eyeryt hing. followed him all
around the yard this mornin with bean
pole, but | might as well hev tried to
catch firehug as that young one.
WE'LL" concluded Mrs. Sharp, with
sigh of suffering and defeated mother
hood, "he's 3 year old, an this winter
sees him a-goin to school or my name
amt what it is, an III never say nothin
to any teacher as gives him a liokin.
He's fairly achin for one, an eff it
warn't for his fathers a-interferin the
rod wouldn't be spared an the chile
wouldn't be spoiled. He's the aggravat-
mist young one ever did see. ="
che he'd good time at the fair last
night" snickered Mrs. Ferret, loosening
the strings of her Bingham sunbonnet,
which she drew off her head and waved
back and forth in front of her face.
"Phew, amt it hot? Our church fairs
always ON the very hottest days in the
year. That's cause o. the. ice cream.
They sell lot o. that ON hot nights.
How did you mako out last night? l
didn't hardly hev a chance to speak
with you, there was such jam. an was
belpin 'em ut the cake table. What time
did you get around? Was you there
when the band begun to playa"
81 got there just as they was playin
Sweet Maree. Johnny Wilson toots on
the cornet real good. might hev been
there mt the start, sighed Mrs Sharp,
"but, laws, it were O'Clock afore got
through with the supper things. Jim's
always late gettin home from the shop
eff / want to go anywheres, an Lord
Knows faint often l do. OF course
t.iere was the children an myself to
clean after that. put on my new shall
ley dress, the white one with the black
beetles on to it. only paid three an
half cents yard for it down to Adamses
when they was sellin off job lot 1t
made up real nice, an to see me in it
you wouldn't think l weighed 400
pounds An put on my sailor hat, with
the blue band around it. When got
through, was pretty near roasted,
tell you, an my face was as red as a
pianny. So / took the children an went
along. The baby behaved pretty good,
but Jimmy-just as eff he doesn't know
how to make noise enough to take your
head off-his pa goes an buys him a
whistle at the Jack-in. the-bo and he
KEEP up such screechin with it that /
couldn't hear myself think, so / tux it
away from him an put it in my pocket.
It's there yet. T"
"How did you like the way the tables
was fixed?" inquired Mrs. Ferret.
"Oh, didn't think much o. 'eml"
shifted Mrs. Sharp. 81 could hev fixed
'em better myself. They didn't look
tasty bit. an things was so dear you
couldn't buy anything. l warn't goin to
pay double for things l could make
home easy enough--iron holders an that.
So we went an he'd some ice cream. 1t
was awful bad--the taste Of it's in my
mouth yet. An they charged 10 cents
plate for it an never so much as give us
a crumb o. cake with it. Cake was B
cents extray.
Here Mrs. Ferret gave long chuckle
before she said:
"They was awful mad at the cake
table. Mrs Adams he'd charge O. 1t.
You know The cakes was all DONATED.
an some was sent TO the cake table to be
sold an some was give TO the supper ia
BILE TO eat with their cawfee an that.
Well, there warn't enough to go round
at the supper ufore it was half through
with. An one o. The cakes was made o.
ham fat Oh, just as true as you live,
an everybody knowed where it come
from tool Well, they was hoppin mad
/ give 'em two pounds o. cawfee. But,
to make long story short, some o. the
supper committee come to us m wanted
to take the cakes often our table. An
Mrs. Adams--you know how spunky
she is--an she told 'em right up and
down they, shouldn't hev 'em, an !
don't blame her. Said she bad trouble
enough goin around Begin 'em for her
own table. an they'd oughter done the
same for theirs. So they begged her an
said they was short. an folks was askin
for il ut their supper. An she said she
he'd nothin to do with the supper excep'
70 eat hers an pay her quarter for 1t
when she got through an told 'em IL
was their business TO see after their own
table, an ef they wanted her cakes they'd
got to buy 'em. for all that warn't sold
was goin to be auotioned on. An never
heerd the beat O. the compliments ~
passed between 'em. guess ArA
Adams was kind O. riled anyway. for