The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1901-05-21
"BETwEES MEN YOU AND THE eArEPosr."

ssBETwEEN MEN YOU AND THE GATEPosT"
get out for nothin in the world. WAL,
now, jest as true as you live and
breathe, Sarahs had row with her
husband"
'Nov'
Eyes, she has, and she wrote me all
about it. He come home one day with
a headache and found her readin a
novel and chawin gum, and he flew
mad and called her lazy, shiftless
hippodram. She flew mad and answer
ed him back, and he kicked two chairs
over spanked the baby and busted in
the bottom of the washtub."
'sBut what did he mean by hippo
dram?" asked.
Dunno, Abe. That's the word as
plain as day; seems to be some sort Of
a word used out there. Sarah says it
truck her like a, club and almost
,cked her over. She says she stood
it up to Hiram and called him a
ned cohort. That's another word
u use out there, and Jacob says it
means the next thing to polecat. The
fight was still goin on when Sarah
wrote, and I'm awful anxious to know
which licked. I wrote and told Sarah
that if she give in first I'd never speak
to her ag'in. Do you think it would
be right for her to give in, Abe?"
"Can't hardly say"
'sWould you advise me to write to her
to kinder smile and be ready to make
up whenever he was ready?
eyes, think | would. Yes, that
would be my private advice. 1 amt
advisin you officially, remember. I'm
representa- the United States through
the postoffice department, and if the
American eagle seems to rooSt on the
brim of my hat and the stars and
stripes to cover NE from head to foot
I'm no more stuck up over it than an
other would be. Officially don't even
know your name, but as private citi
zen who used to work in a sawmill it's
my opinion that you'd better write to
Sarah and tell her to get ready to eat
humble pie
"Waal, I'll do as you say>about it.
know you wouldn't tell me to if you
didn't think it was best. Yes, I'll do it.
Abe. but don't you mention word
not word. I've taken you into my
confidence and asked your advice, and
you mustn't even whisper it around
You'll probably hev another letter fol
me this week, and I'll read it to you
Yes, I'll keep you posted right along as
to which gives in first, but we amt tt
say nothin to nobody till it's all over"
At Farmer Taylor's the old man was
at the gate with a glass of cider and q
fried cake. and we had scarcely sale
good morning when he began:
''Say, Abe, | want to ask you 6
straight question and git a straight an
swer. l wouldn't ask it of nobody elst
in this world. You know my daughter
Viola. of course?"
"Of course"
"Waal, now, between men you an(
the gatepost Teller has got struck OF
her. He's windmill agent. and there's
no end to the style he filings on. II,
don't seem to care as much for So as
do for 10 cents. and he says if he eve
gifts married he'll take his wife to Mag
ry falls and New York and all around
He's only an agent Of the windmill
company now, but he expects to owl
the hull bizness in less'n five years
He's struck on Viola. and Viola i
struck on him, and want to ask yol
what you think about it,"
"Why, it seems to be all right"
said.
"Ycs, it seems that way, but is
windmill man to be trusted, Abe?
he straight up and down, like light
min rcd man or tin peddler? If he
worth 5000 in cash. as he says he is
and his gold watch and diamond phi
are all right. amt goin to stand il
Viola's way, but if he's only blown
around it's my duty TO hump him out
Did you ever meet with windmill
man, Abe?"
"Not that remember"
Give heard that they went goo,