Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1900-11-08

the gal mighty, but oh, my love. my
burnin', heatin' all-devourin' love is
fer you, my sweet-all fer you
oval, | turned terward him, an he
read my honest innocent eyes. Sal
Patton shouldn't have the dear little
man His hunt Ger gal to love him
for himself alone. an not fer his name
and wealth should be rewarded.
Wal, we spliced The very next day.
Comm home from Parson Smoat's,
whar the knot was tied. we met Sal
Patton. l sent proud smile at her,
an she busted out in er giggle, an jist
kept it up till we rode out o. hearin'.
| couldn't understand il then, but l do
now, stranger.
That night he told me the story the
stranger had. | tole him l was almost
sorry he was great an wealthy.
feared would be away out of place as
grand lady He said, No, my little
pet, you would adorn the palace of er
emperor.
The next day he proposed that we
go back to his wealthy home in Ten
nessee. / consented, of course, an he
commenced contractin' the sale of all
my stuff for ready money. He went
to town and contracted my terbacker
at good fgger."
Here the poor woman brought the
apron to her eyes again, and held 1t
there for more than a minute.
Yesterday afternoon, | started out
to hunt one of the cows that had laid
out fer a night or so. ! wandered over
the hillside, down to the road, but
couldn't find her. About a mile
above here, when, lookin' through
hole in the brush. caught
sight of my husband an a stranger
laughin' an talkin' under a tree jist
across the road from whar l stood.
don know why, but strange suspicious
come up in me when | seed 'em ther
an l crept down through the thick
bresh, jist as easy till | got whar
cud see 'em plain, an hear every word
they spoke. The stranger was the man
who had stopped at my house that day
an give my man SIGH fine pedergree.
They was comparin notes an maxim
other plans
i will have all her stuff converted
into ready money in ten days, sed my
men-thet thing-'then I'll make an
excuse to git off with it, an jine you
where you say
1.-THE gal I've got battered said the
other, is er Ligh-toned sort of gal.
She's got lots Of stuff A monied man
don't catch her. Big family is what
she's arter Make me a grandson of
Robert L. Lee and the favorite nephew
Of Stonewall Jackson when you stop
to boost me up. That will clinch her.
That will spill $4,000 in our pockets
the best pile since | got you married
to that Georgia wilder as the son in
disguise of Lord Lansdowne.'
Well, sir, stranger, that kind o.
talk went on till it was plain as A. b,
Abs the bizness they follered
never hearn of no SIGH er perfession
before. They worked tergether in
foolin' orphan gals an widders with
cash. One would go ahead an spark
a gal. the other would foller on in a
few weeks an make the first out TO be
sich a mighty man in wealth or sta
ton as would make the woman fear
he mout die suddin. afore she cud git
battered to him! It was all | cud do
to keep from KILN EN- both. had
a pistol an / ilst had to worry, in
prayer. that the Lord would make the
cup of murder pass. Hit passed an |
sed nothin till this morning, and you
hearn enough then.
"All | want is that you will not go
off an tell that I'm a cruel-hearted
woman An know you can't think |
done much wrong arte- all I've tole we.
Wasn't it enough to rile me, stranger?
Wal | arter be thankful any how. My
property amt sold. thank God! an
I've learned sumthin'. No more wealth
an greatness in disguise for me! Ole
Widderwer Jim Stacy will do. He's
got a good farm. lots of stock, an a
big, lovin', honest heart, eff he does
wear No. 13's on his kidney feet"
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