The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1900-03-01

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''Mornin,' Aunt B'linda," shouted
Moses, 'hyar is an dar she. Dom
say dom guy yer no keow! Oars a
monstrous fin animal an fotch her to
yer an guve her ter yer. Now wot
you say ter dat, Aunt B'linda?"
Aunt Belinda put her hands on her
hips and threw a severe expression into
her face
''Dat's mighty fin keow,'' said she,
''but look hyar, Moses Lipscomb, whar
you git dat keow? You knows YOU
hain't got no l1eow, and you knows yer
never saved money 'nough outer yer
wages, when yer gifts eny, ter buy de
hide of keow, let lone a hull one.
Now den, you STAN up straight fore
me an tell me whar you git YER
Moses stood up before her and looked
| her straight in the fzce. ''Aunt
B'linda,'' said he, IT done stole dat
| keow.''
'sStole herr cried Aunt Belinda,
land fotch her to lne!''
<'Dat's 'zactly wot l done,'' said he.
"You knows jes' as we'll as I does
llain't got no keow an couldn' never
buy one, an when knows can't have
! yer, Aunt B'linda, widout | gifts a
l1eow, Use boun' ter git a keow, an:
says l ter myself: Moses Lipscomb. eff
you kin tote a. three hundred poun'
hog, eff yer tries ter, yer kin git a
keov eff yer tries ter But Dress my
soul, Aunt B'linda, hain:t no need ter
try, eos when l was agoin' home yes
day evenin' dc fus' ting I sec when
gifts down to de road was dat brack an
wife lSeow eatin' grass by de fence IL
de ole field. Lor! How jumps when
l see her. Says I: Moses, dc good
angel Gabriel sem you dat keow. Dat
keow dom b'long bout hyar an
reckon she b'long to dat druv wot Wen
through hyar t'other day, an she done
git los in de bushes an was luf b'hin''
So jes' gifts over de fence an I sits
down on de grass near by her an
watch her all night, an arly dis morn
in druv her up hyar. Use bin waitin'
moren two hours when yer come out.
Aunt B'linda, an eff yer keeps her in
de shed dat ar driver won fin her
when he comes back, wot he cahn't do
an leave de res of de cattl'.''
''You done stole her!:' repeated Aunt
Belinda.
eyes, done jes' dat" replied Moses,
''an' wot's more, I'd stole forty l1eows
rather dan not git you fer wife, Aunt
B'linda.''
''Moses Lipscomb," said she after a
slight pause, "you is wot calls one
sin man. Yous done gone an stole dat
l1eow, but dar you stops. You dom
come ter me an tell no lies bout it.
Now dar's dat long-legged Aaron, he
done stole a keow an fotch her ter me
an tell me a bucEetful of lies bout
her. Use lived long 'nough ter know
dat cahn't git no husban', specially
in dis part oh dc county, widout no sin
at all, an so Use boun' ter take de one
wot's got de leas' an reckon dar Amt
nobody round hyar wot's got less dan
one, an so, Moses, I'll take you. An
now I'll guv you de milk pail an you
milk dat keow, COS faint fair ter de
pore dumb creetur ter let her go not
MIXED, an den you tuck her whar you
fin her an leave her dar. When YOU
done dat yer kin come back an have
yer breakfas'. IF dar's one ting I hates, "
y she continued as she went into the
house, tits milkin'!'
1t was about an hour afterward and
Moses was still eating his bacon and
dipping his corn bread into the melted
and bubbling fat when Aunt Belinda
looking out of her window, saw the
long-legged Aaron striding over tho
field. He was dressed as on the day
before except that he wore pink ROSE
in his buttonhole.
AS Aunt Belinda liked to have he,
conferences outside of the house, where
) there was room to talk, she went Out
to receive him.
'B'linda," said he, as he took off hi:
hat and held out his hand, my deal
B'hnda, whar's de woman on de top O.
de earf wot more gladden. de heart
''Stop dat, you long-legged Aaron!'
she cried. ''Wot you mean, ter speal
like dat ter me an call me sweetheart
names? Don't yer do dat no more"