Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1901-05-31
cantankerous. In soft meachin'

cantankerous. In 6 soft meachin'
tone, coaXin' like, he said
"Why, Sary Arm, amt ti's farm
our'n? Amt your name onto the deed
as well as mine? Didn't we arm it to-
gether?"
yes" 1 said in tone that made
him scringe, "we did airn it together.
1t wuz my hard work along with
your hard work that bought it. But
you alters talk of my farm my cat.
tie my hogs If l AK you for a cent
over what will keep us barely decent,
or make home pleasant and conven-
lent, you say you can't afford to give
it to me. But you kin afford ma
chimes fur maxim your part of the
work easy, you kin afford fine cattle
an hogs. You see this house is mine
as well as your'n. The money, the
crops and stock brings is mine as
well as your'n, but you keep back my
share. Partnership means both sides.
Where is the COW and the six hogs
my father gave me on our weddin'
day? The calves an pigs hev never
brought me cent to use as | please.
You claimed them all, an the money
went where you chose to hev it 60"
Elnathan opened his mouth in sur
prise. l couldn't help thinkin' Of
how the Britishers must hev felt at
the Declaration of Independence. I
knew very we'll how the colonies felt.
But mine wuz just bein' declared, an
| proceeded to go on.
This house-mine as well as
your'n accordin' to your own tellin'
is goin' to be fixed up pleasant an
comfortable. These turkeys an chick
ems will do part of the fixin' mp.
When you sell your cattle an hogs,
the price of the hes: steer an six
hogs is comm to me. After this. |
will hev share in the profits or know
the reason why"
l stood there, calm as an iceberg,
an determined as an iron wedge. My
eye pierced Elnathan, fur he wriggled
uneasily. My marble look impressed
him, as l meant it should.
"Hain't / bin a gocd wife?" ! went
on. "Hain't | done my share? Look
at these hands, all rough, an brown,
an horny. A woman works more
hours in day than man. Hasn't
she right to a fair share of what
she airns?"
wuz gettin' sorry fur Elnathan
He looked as if an earthquake he0
skaired him an shulI him all to pieces.
But l dassen't give in till I he'd won
the battle. | waited minnie or two
an then aXed in solemn tones
"Elnathan Jacobs, air them turkeys
an chickens mine-or your'n?"
1t wus powerful hard fur him tc
give up. But my eye wuz on him, an
the hole it made in his feelin's kept
gittin' bigger an bigger. 1 stood ST.
lent, lettin' the idee work in his mind
The stiffness worried him. fur he
wriggled wus than ever, an the clock
licked so loud it seemed to be sayin';
"Mine-your'n! Mine-your'n."
At last he stopped wrigglin', an
a pleasant look stole into his face
He got up out of his cheer, an conn,
up to me an said so soft-lille that il
sounded like the Elnathan that court
ed me 25 year ago.
"They amt your'n, Sary Ann, an
they amt mine; they're our'n. The
farm, an the house, an the cattle
an the hogs, an the money in the
banli-they're all our'n. You shall
hev a check-book, Sary Ann. an draw
what you want any time. kin trust
YOU An if you will believe it, he
up an kissed me!
I'm goin' to hev the SEWN society
next week. Malviny has company in
the parlor every Sunday night. an il
looks as if Frank Haines would claim
her one of these days. The old clock
ticks away, but it doesn't say Mine
yourn" any more. 1t says in n softer
way, "All--our'n!" | think it's lots
better than to hev things mine an
his'n.