The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1900-12-12

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When came up here / found Parson
Cummings had more pupils than he
could accommodate with board; so / was
compelled to find board in the neighbor-
mood. | did so at the house of this wo-
man father over here. Hewa a stout,
staid old gentleman, with aldermanic
proportions; a strict member of the
church. and regular attendant at the
weekly service. His wife was a little
weazen-faced woman, with sharp nose,
always red at the point, and an eye as
black as a sloe and as sharp as lancet.
She rarely said much, but what she did
say was sharp and 10 the point. Their
daughter Ann-that woman over there
was about my age, rosy, plump and
pretty, and amply imbued with the spir-
il of mischief.
One Sabbath day, Nancy, as the fam
lily called her, was away on visit to a
neighb0r, where she had spent da1 or
so. did not 60 to church with tbs old
people, but remained to prepare my
lessons for the morrow. knew my
tutor, who wasthe preacher, would rather
| should miss attendance at church a
dozen times than to be deficient in a
recitation.
The house was one of those old-fash-
ioned houses, vet common in Georgia,
with two roona in front and two rooms
bacA-shed rooms, you know, with two
rooms in the attic. One of these attic
rooms was Nancy's, one Of the shed rooms
~as mine. There was a passage way be-
tween these shed rooms, but none be-
tween the front rooms. The entrance
from the yard in front was from the
larger OF these two rooms.
was out in the yard under the shade
Of an apple tree. in my shirt sleeves,
busily engaged in the mysteries of Vir
gil's Eneid, when a stroke from a
a switch across my shoulders made me
cry out and spring from my chair. up
setting my little table, Virgil, lexicon
and all, and running away to the house
was Nancy. Twas half mad, for the blow
was a scorcher, and after her | went
determined GA revenge. Through the
house we went. Nancy was fleet. 0, the
country girls Of Georgia in that dBy
What stTapping things they were, They
never saw a cOrset-never wore a tight
fitting shoe, and their toes were as free
from corns as their fingers were from
diamond rings.
Nancy had the start, but | thought I
had the wind and was determined on
at'hing her. Around the house we went,
into the bed room of her parents, and
ont into the yard. How she laughed,
and how sh6re sher white teeth, and
sparkled her great black eyes. / was
gaining on her. when she ran through
the house, and into my room. follow
ed. 'Leave me alone, she said as she
jumped npon my bed. l followed and
caught her Quick as a cat she slipped
through my arms and leaped to the
floor. "Theie is fsther and mother, I"
she exclaimed ''What will they say
to me if they find me here in your room
with your Jump into the bed and say
you are sick.'h / had at this warming
gotten of the bed. | did as l was bid,
and lay down, bitterly complaining.
She, in the meantime, caught up her
hair, which, in our scufiies had been
badly tufnbled, and running out met her
parents coming into the house. "Fath-
er, " she exclaimed loud enough for me
10 hear, "cousin Gus is mighty sick. I"
She had called me cousin from the first
week Of our acquaintance. The old
gentleman cane slowly into the room.
he could not, or would not. compromise
his dignity by accelerating his motions
for any consideration. He was a Judge
at the inferior conrt, and that was to be
thought OF IN all he said or did. Nancy
came in behind him, and whilst he felt
my pnlse, She was peeping from behind
him, grinning ami winking in ecstacy
over my shamming. / could have muir
dered her. Slowly the old man con-
tinued TO feel my pulse and to look wise.
He shook his head gravely as he took
his fingers from my pulse.
''Why Gus, my son, he exclaimed,
you must be very sick, for | never felt
such pulse in the worst Of fevers. 2
There stood Nancy, peeping and wink
ing from behind her father in mockery
When the old man, with great gravity,
asked, "Gus, how are your bowels?'
Nancy ierked her head behind her father
as | groaned and turned over. Turning
to his daughter the Judge said, ''He is
pretty sick, and needs medicine; go you
and get that yaller mug, the big one
put in as much sanna as you can grasp
SO, with the point of his finger rfsoA his
thumb) and fH it up with boiling
water
Nancy went, but upon reaching the
door turned half round to look at us,
and putting her thumb upon the tip of
her nose, waved hor fingers and darted
away. The Judge slowly LET. the room,
and had there been any chance for my
escape from the house unobserved, /
would have fled like felon. But l was
in for it, and must go through with it.
1t was not long b-fore the Judge re-
turned with the yellow mug, brimming
with SIENNA tea, and Nancy following
He poured out a tea cup full Of the tea.
"Here, my son" he said, ''tlrink this;
you must take another cup full. "Here,
Nancy, ho.d this, | must go and see the
prescription DIR. Sankey left for your
mother, andshe handed her the mug
and cup. This was her opportunity.
She sat down on the bed side and assum-
ing the gravity OF her father, asked with
much sympathy, how 1 felt, putting on
as long face as hypoerite at camp
meeting, and insisted ON feeling MY
pulse. But the Judge returning said,
the prescription of the doctor said two
cups full at first, and one every half
hour afteruntil the bowels were relieved.
Nancy stood behind, With her tongue
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