Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1900-10-20

could love him for himsel alone. Don't
you say nothin' about what I say.
though, good omar Let him have h.
way an marry that gal if she is worthy
of imam she's a fine lookin' gal-ef
that's any sign of worthiness-no, say
nuthin' about what I've sed. for it
wouldn't be treatin' him right. an it
would make him angry at me for med
din in his worthy scheme :.
Il pledged him my honor I'd say
nothin', an he went off. But he drop
ped a seed that found rich Judgment in
my simple, innocent heart, The next
day the thing come back, an staid for
supper. He wouldn't hardly taste none
of my fine baked sweet 'taters, and
granny butter. He'd sot IN roll his eyes
about. here an thar. an would sign
like he was in deep misery. He'd hardly
look at me when he knowed I'd see him,
but from the tail of my eye. as I swept
about the room. 1 cud see his eye was
jist fairly eatin' me.
Finally, jist as dusk was begirnln'
to creep up the holler, an the chickens
begun to chat under the roostin' tree,
he cum up softly to wha l wus leanin'
over the banister. an sighed mighty
"a ltlSS LAX al uiliAAH .
he cleared up his throat er time err two
an sed: Gal, l o V We! oh, We cudn't
have no idee how my pore hearts "a
hurtin'. Once more l come back to see
eff We won't take pity an reconsider
your death sentence! Eff We won't have
me. I propose to Sal Patton on the ides
of termorry. 1 like the gal mighty, but,
oh. my love. my burnin'. heatin., all
HoN-n11rin' 1nX-o iS fpy. Won my Swppt-
all fer YOU
Wal. 1 turned terward him, an he
read my honest. innocent eyes. Sal Pat
ton shouldn't nave the dear little man.
His aunt fer a gal to love him for him.
self alone. an not fer his nome and
wealth should be rewarded.
wal, we spliced the very next day.
Comm home from Parson Smoat's, whar
the kno was tied, we met Sal Patton.
I sent a proud simel, at her. an she
bustd out in err giggle, an jist kept it
up till we rode out O. hearin'. I couldn't
understand it then, but I do now, stran-
ger.
That night he told me the story the
stranger had. l tole him I was almost
sorry he was great an wealthy. I feared
I would be away out of place as a grand
lady. He said, No. my little pet, you
would adorn the palace of err EMPEROR
1.-THE next day he proposed that we
go back to his wealthy home in Ten
nessee. I 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 a
good figger."
Here the poor woman brought the
apron to her eyes again.. and held it
there for more than a minute
Yesterday afternoon l started out to
hun one of the COW hat had laid out
fer a night or SO. 1 wandered over the
hillside, down to the road, but I couldn't
find her. About a mile above here, when,
lookin' through a hole in the brush. I
caught sight ofsmy husband an a stran-
ger. laughin' an talkin' under a tree
jist across the road from whar I stood.
I don't know why, but strange suspicious
come up in me when I seed 'em Their,
an I crept down through the thick
bresh, jist as easy till I got I
cud see 'em plain, an hear every word
they spoke. The stranger was the man
who had stopped at my house hat day
an give my man SIGH a fine pedergree.
They was comparin' notes an maxim
other plans.
CT will have all her stuff converted
into ready money in ten days sed my
man-thet thing-'then I'll make an ex-
use to git off with it, an jine you where
you say 80
"'The gal I've got koltered,' said the
other, is er heightened 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 E. Lee
and the favorite nephew of Stonewall
Jackson when you stop to boost me up.
That will clinch her. THAI will spill
$4,000 in our pockets-the best pile since