The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-04-19
THEIR NEW BEDSTEAD.
BY CLARA AUGUSTA.

| CcuSc AunC SaDrlny mas come 10
stay through the heft Of the Winter at
our honse, we've been kinder put in
for room to sleep. She's that sot that
she will have the fore room chamber,
no matter who comes, and more'n once
Ezra an l has had to sleep UP in the
attic on two old lounges: an Iegot
stung with a wasp, an Ezra he fell
through broken place in the floor,
and onto the plasterin' above Marian s
chamber, an skaired that girl SO s she
hain't been able to help me wash
| dishes yet; strange how awful delicate
girls is now days, but she said she
was drcamin' that Fitz Smith had
just proposed to her when down come
about four bushels of plasterin' plumb
into her face and eyes, l s'posc it
would have made most anybody a
leetle surprised at the time Of it, but
the effects Of it seems to hold on.
"Why don't you buy one Of them
are shutting up bedsteads?" says Miss
Forbes that lives across the field, an
had run in to borrow pinch Of sala-
ratus. "Well, I Dunno" says I, "I
hadn't never thought on it.
"Melindy Jones has got one in her
fore room," says she, "a real pritty,
genteel piece Of furniture, too. It's
book case when it's shut up, an
it's bedstead when it's open, an it's
got a matteras an springs into its
insides, and it's as easy to sleep onto
as forty-pound live geese feather
bed, Mol;ndy says"
I mentioned the bed to Ezra when
ne come in from the barn after a
luncheon of doughnuts and cheese,
for he was thrashin' Of his pea
beans, an thrashin' makes yer stom-
ach feel terrible empty.
Ezra, he's one Of those folks mat s
alters ready to ketch onto any new
thing, an the idee Of shut-up bed
stead suited him to a T.
"Wc'll have one right off y says he.
~ wonder never thought of it be-
fore. 1 guess you don't git me to
sleep up there in that are attic under
the caves, amongst the wasps an
humble bees, and strings Of worm
wood an cammymial, any more"
An the very next day, he took the
money that Deacon Symonds paid him
for that brindled COW that had her off
horn broken off, an he posted down to
South Brimfeld, an bought one Of
them bureau bedsteads.
1t was real handsome piece Of fur
niture, an we sot it up in the back
parlor, an Ezra was as proud as a
peacock struttin' round it, an expa-
triarchin' onto its wonderful pints.
"She's dandy" says he, ''see how
firm she stands onto her legs! I tell
you what t is, Betsy, you can t never
snore SOS to shake Der foundations,
as you do the foundations of that are
cottage hedstead that we've been
a-layin' on for the past ten year.
'For the land sake, Ezra Higgins!'
says I. II never snored as much as
one full grown, able bodied snore in
my life, an you know it; I may have
give little snort now an then, when
[ was extra tired, or had ct something
that didn't sot well onto my stomach
but you snore enough to lift the
rafters every night. Aunt Sabriny,
che heard you t'other night, ar &c:
up an took out her curl papers So if
the lightning struck the house and
she was killed, she'd be presentable
'as corpse. She said she never heard
j. thunder harder in her life, though
+ she didn't see any lightning"
Wall, when it come night Ezra he
waited to 60 to bed by eight o clock.
fso' s to try that new bedstead. There
twas party over TO- Pine Plains that
night, an everybody in the house had
gone except Ezra an I an Aunt Sa-
briny. She'd gone upstairs with the
tocthache jest after dark, en- ginger
poultice an hot 6at-iron, to keep
hheT company. She hain't had tooth
in her head for twenty-five year except
some store teeth but she has the tooth
ache just the same, 80 she says.
We fastened up the house, an put
the key on the winder, SOS the folks
could get in when they come home,
an then Ezra he unjiggered the bureau
an turned it into bed, an got into
it.
''By jinks!' says he-as he hove
| a sigh of satisfaction, "this is comfort!