The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-01-25
.A[ALINDY'S MATCH.

over the brow Of the hill. leaving the
sunshine of the valley. the well titled
acres. the spreading orchard and the
pleasant old farmhouse, that had meant
much to the heart Of Martin Ramsey.
hut to which he would never more re-
thAurn.
CLAW me-" wheezed Mrs Tinker.
viping q furtive tear upon the corner
Sf her black silk. $50 that's the last of
poor Martini Well. he has seen sights
Of trouble in his day. Malindy an Be-
Indy has acted as contrary as two
females ever did. an Martin stood up
unaari lem. splendid Pears to me them
girls take it mighty cool. when you
think its their only brother.
s.Oh. nav. " said; Tenie. untying She
draggled bit of Grape. that 6rifted from
the doorknob. s.I think Belilldy felt aw-
full She amt one to show it. As for
Malindy. she's that cranky she wouldn't
feel bad at her own funeral. "
ssSeems to me, remarked her mother,
sheughtfully, 'sthat Brother Rice dida t.
have no call to be so comfortin an con-
solin. Them girls ain't t nc spring chick
.sns: they're 80 come next May--same
age as Sister Harriet Bell When yo1
think they amt spoke to one another
this 90 year. an that Martin has had TO
live with 'em. bearin the l'-.nt of the
plaguy foolishness. it does seem as if it
was the preachers business to make the
funeral edifyin to the mourners- hope
Brother Rice wasn't thinkin that the
Ramsey farm is broad. an fruitful. l
hope he ain't 'fraid of no old maid
twins.
ssWhy, can remember" went on
Mrs. Tinker. refectively. 'when the
Ramsey girls was as pretty as there was
IN the county. &n body never see one
without t'other. But when Bob Parker
was beauin Malindy an took up with
Belindy the fat was in the fire, I can
ten you. Bob married Sissy Pollock, IN
has been dead this 90 year. but that
don't make no difference to Malindy;
mad she is. an mad she'll stayI She's
the contrairiest creeter the Lord ever
put breath inl''
ssMy SUI. mawl" exclaimed Tenie,
-ssee how high the sun is gettin. l bet
ser run an set the table. don't believe
they u be many want to climb that Fill
sven for q meal of victuals. Now. NAV.
you settle right down in that shady
corner an take u catnap; you look beat
out. Everything is ready to put ovsr.
80 there's no need of your helpin. "
The summer had trailed away into
the autumn. The high hills mad glow ed
with riotous beauty. only TO fade ilto
the somber tints of winter. and now to
waiting world was coming the breath
of approaching spring.
Tenio was looking for her mother.
She stood upon the porch of the little
brown cottage. peering oul r,lder her
band
.There she isl'' she exclaimed as q
bay horse hitcled to shabby buggy
shambled into sight ssI'll jest run
down an open the gate. Goodness me,
NAV! What q time you've been!' she
cried as her mother drove into the
barnyard. .sI've been lonesome as 8
logi was afraid Dolly had run away
with you.
'I knowed you'd be worried about
me. Tenie." wheezed Mrs. Tinker.
elambering heavily to the ground.
''But I did have the biggest huns to
match that blue delaine, an. as for wool
eaTDet chain. there amt pound IN
Philadelphy. So it was dreadful late
when come by the Ramseys. an when
Deiindy see me nothin would do but 1
must unhitch the beast an stay for din
1er.''
s.Now. NAV. you take them bundles
an put for the house. :" commanded Te-
ME. .sYou look fit to drop. You aint
a-goin to stand here in the wet. Go
aong with you'll
.'Law. Tenie. you make regular
baby of me. I'll go to please you, child.
but tain right to be always shirk8n. .
"I guess you re rested enough to talk,
nav" said Tenie when they had had
tea. and Mrs Tinker was resting COM
fortably in a rocking chair. her slipper
ed feet thrust into the warm baker.
"Never mind about the delaine. Tell
me about the Ramseys; seems like
coon s ag csince seen one OF 'em.
..They was askin why you didn't
come over. but told 'em you was
dreadful busy maxim rag carpet. an
the spring sewin comm on. to say nothi.l
Of Tom Miller bein here so constant.
"Pshaw. maw!" exclaimed Tenie.
blushing rosy red "Stop your foolin, an
go on with your story.
.sWell. the fact is. they are havin
high old times at Che Ramseys. y said
Mrs. Tinker impressively.
"You don tsay They ain t on speak
in terrnsy'' inquired Tenie. sewing
away briskly with her lap full Of carpet
rags
"Here. Tenie. hand me my thimblt
q, mess of them rags. can tall
twice as fast with my needle goin. VI
TO the Ramseys. as far as speakin goes
things are jest where they was, eXcep
they've got that little Rosie Lether
there to do their talllin through. bu
coon as got there see there was some
thin in the wind. an. as said. nothll
would do but | must take off my bon
net an stay to eat. Pretty soon Mallnd.
coaldn' stand it no longer. an she ou
with it. An. daughter. you'd nevc
guess it in this wide world!'
s.Ary orz NAV how could I guess.