The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-11-26

tnown and Deacon White--in spite o.
an unsavory reputation for SHARP
dAaling-sold his chickens and : tfucb
IN the city on commission, For this
r4ason. Microbe still wore old clothes
although he was a shrewd, hard-work-
ing young man. But Deacon White
had daughter, Cassia. ''.S
one Sunday morning Microbe called
at the White cabin, as usual. The
deacon himself came to the door, but
looked his visitor over in marked dis
approval.
why, ain yo' hustle roun' an buy
better clos. Microbe?" he demanded,
gruf1iy. 'Yo' ain fifteen to show yo.-
self on Sunday, specially. at ehu'ch
ossifers house." -'''"
Money too scarce fo' clos jes' now,
Deacon" Microbe responded. cheerily.
But whar's Cassia? Is. come to see
her.
Il spec yo' fin her roun on de back
pooh, peelin' taters TO supper" he
answered, discontentedly. "Yo' kin
go frou de cabin. or roun' de cabin,
jes' as yo' lax. But Say" as Microbe
was half way across the floor; how
bout dem hun'erd chickens yo' low is
ready to sell? Is dey coop .up?"
No, but l kin coop dem tonight"
Il reckon yo' better. HTS time to
sell now: rs be roun' in de mawnin'
wild my big Vaughn. Mist Williams
an Mist Bucklar, dey's got heap,
an rs gwine take all togedder.aa., e
cassia was bending. industriously
over her pan of potatoes when MI
crobe stepped upon thelcporehs tclosing
the door carefully behind him. Evi2
IDENTIFY she had heard his voice. for she
looked up roguishly. with :. an odd
sparkle in her eyes '--l
'Howdy, Cassia, Is come. to, talk
bout what tole yo. las Sunday. Yo,
member" ~.
Il 'spect yo's too young to know
bout Tub, Microbe," she interrupted,
demureiy. 'Yo's muffin but a boy, lax
daddy say ...:r. 80.
rs ole as you, Cassia.' '''-
Dat ain count. Boys ain grow lax
gals. Dey ain so smart"
i reckon yo's right bout de smart
nes," he agreed; ''but not bout de lub.
/ been hub yo' mighty long time, Cas-
sia. 70 know dat, on'y yo' aim tell
'Yaas, boy lub in ole clos" care
lessly. 81 ain nebber see yo' fix up
in all my life. Microbe. Yo's a mighty
nice boy, an 1 LAX yo' better dataway
dan airy udder boy round. But de
man marry's gwfne- hab han some
clos so / ain. feel feel slammed when
we go to chu'ch an udder, places s.
rs gwine hab plenty nice things,
Cassia," eagerly. when we's married.
rs gwine be de bes' man in de cake
walk. Yo'll see. 1 been let yo' dad
n haalfn ka.aNl IL l.
yo' know. So ain git ahead" u
She gave him a quick leok, letting
her gaze drop instantly. =.
Den, yo' ain fifteen to- be married.
she flashed. When folks count TO be
maHHied=dsye oagAtsto-fi x=ae1.e=trtseis=te
git ahead" ...,,..,. a. aga ,s,.,e.-. b
declared, sturdily. II ain low things go
dataway kase 1 didn' know better No
sab! 1 gwine begin. to git ahead wild
de sun to-morrer mawnin'. Anything
else, Cassia?"
She did not lift her eyes this time,
but her voice was steady. ~
mo gal ain gwine marry a man wild
a sickness name" she declared. II
been 'quire bout 20 name" she went
on. IAN folks say hits muffin but jes'
a sickness name. all kim oh ketchin'
things law measles an yaller jack an
distemper an'-an' everything dat's
bad. No gal ain marry dem t'ings."
We'll, den, if hits dataway, faint
gwine be my name no mo-, honey My
nanny glib hit kase OBJ a name she
heah a doctor tell, an I 'spects- she
done got mistook. rs gwine 'quirc
bout hit. an if hits lax ye' say, den
is gwine git anudder name dat'll he
mighty fine an nice. Anything else?"
"Yaas; I ain gwine marry no man
sppraf ddddIy PC Do any,
he hab." She raised her eyes with an
unmistakahle- flash of archness land tri-
Umph. "S'pose yo' gwine git Deacon
Wife to say yaas to Microbe--whioh
ain his name-who ain got fur 'nough
ahead in TO- yeahs to buy clos .fitten
TO- Sunday ns "1,
"Co'se l u.s." sturdily. 81 been Tub yo'
mighty long time. Cassia. an mighty
hard; an when a man lub dataway, he
gwine do anything: Ain dar mo- yo'
lax me do?"
NO. OATS all. ,Microbe,'" She said,
frankly. "Yo' les. git ahead. an had a
name dat ain no sickness to hit, an
conjur' my daddy to say hei aim car
if yo' marry me, den / say yaas+-kase
fore yo' git all dat done yo' gwine be
a mighty push-ahead man." and with
sudden ripple of laughter she caught
up the pan of potatoes and disap-
peared within the cabin ~ 81, ST..
When Microbe had reached home the
chickens had gone to roost, but it was
still light enough to distinguish them
and the marketing coops which We're
piled handy for use. He looked from
one to the Other doubtfully, for he
must begin at once to 'git ahead" ana
at the same time be careful not to an
tagonize the deacon. But when the
deacon's heavy wagon rumbled out TO
his cabin the next morning, the chick
ems were all ready. and he helped TO
load them as usual.
rs gwine git all kin To- dem, the
deacon called, after the last coop was
loaded and he had climbed to his seat;
but yo' know chickens am mighty
plenty, an dat makes de price low.
Yo' mus'n' be s'prised If dey ain fotcn
much"
oh. OATS all right" easily; "yo' jes'
BIT all yo' kin. deacon, an den take out
20 ten per cent"
"Yaas, OATS all ak, ten per cent
the deacon smiled.
The old man had many customers