The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1901-03-27
thinkin' about it. Ri-toodle-de-doo-
del-ri-doodlele-de-pum!'

del-ri-doodlele-de-pum!'
An he went to cavortin' about that
are kitchen, an stepped backwards
into kitsle OF hot apple sass that I
had jest took off'n the stove, and up
sot it onto the dog, which was a.
takin' a snooze behind the stove, an
the dog he jumped up and grabbed
Ezry by the trowserloons leg, n for
little spell there was quite lively
circus which beat that of the late
lamented Barnumses all out an out.
Ann Mariah she was dreadful dis
gusted with the idee of her pa an
I goin' to that dance.
expected she would be. Itdon't
take much to disgust her.
"At your age, maj" says she, san
with your rheumatic tendencies, an
ps with his excrescences on his
pedal extremisies-an' it is a we'll
known face" says she, "that such
dissipations sbridge ones chances
for longevity, besides givin' latitude
for"
Darn the latitude an longitude,
toc," says Ezry. '1'm a-goin' to
that are dance, an my pedal extremi.
ties is goin' with me! So you may
all settle yer minds down to it,
"Wall, when the night arriv' we all
.-ent over to the dance. Fltz-Smith
be come up from the city with a
white vest on, an q collar that hid
half Of his ears, an made him look
like a pumpkin in a wheelbarrer
when the side boards is in. He was
scented up so that l smelt him when
be turned in at the gate, an so did
Tower, for he jumped up an snort
ed, an bsrked like he does when he
smells a woodchuck.
Almost everybody for ten miles
round was at the dance. Mandy
Perkins she was there, but land
sake, she can't dance no more'n a
COW, an as fer that Sparkins tribe
wall, you would have died latin
to see how hard they'd tried to rig
up an look smart.
I danced little, but it sorter
stiffsned up my jiuts, SOS there
warn't much fun in it. I asked Seth
Sawin to be my pardner, seem as
he's 80 bashful, an we'd got we'll
started when Belindy Ladd danced
up, an put out her hand for Seth to
swing her. An my land! the
minnit she teched him, he dropped
me as if I'd been hot pertater, an
struck bee line right through the
dancers, an trod onto the tail OF
Mrs. Col. Fishers gownd, which
stretched ont yard or two behind
her, an she went right along skip
PIN an hoppin', but her dress stayed
behind. That is to say, the heft OF
it did. an when she kinder brought
up, and looked behind her, madder
woman you never see.
But Seth he made dive for the
nearest winder, an out of it he went,
without ever stoppin' to see where
be was likely fer to land. The
winder was full ten foot from the
ground, an We all stopped dancin'
an took some lanterns, an went out
for to pick up his melancholy re-
mainders, but he warn't nowheres to
be found. It was the greatest won
der in the world that he didn't break
some of his bones, 50 everybody
said. Strange how afeard that man
is of q woman.
Ezry he got tuckered out pritty
soon, an had to sit down, an after
little spell I missed him, an didn't
know but his malary had got holt on
him, an hunted round for him. It
was not long afore I found him settin'
out in the back entry, along with
Sophy Barker, the red headed girl
that cooks over to Col. Fishers.
you'll git cold settin' out here in
the draft" says I. 'come in and take
quinine pill afore you have q
shake" says I, an I grabbed him by
the arm an danced him back into the
dancin' room.
Betsy" says he, "that are Barker
Girl she drove Fishers colt over here,
an she's skaired nigh about to death
to think Of dri7in' it home in the
night 80. An she asked me if |
wouldn't be so good as to 90 along