Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1901-05-22
MWhistlc. do yoil say 2o

bird. An nen, wy dog-gone my
time, | KANT thenk ics now whate-
nall O KANT do"
"You say the colt can whistle aud
smoke ?'
"Air ycw deef p
IIow far is it to Mr. Johnson's ?"
"Bout fur cz frum here to Lige
Sanderses."
"And pray tell me how far to Mr.
Sanders's ?"
ooh, skip an a jump, rcckin'."
"IIow far is that ?"
eur ez Teller kin walk so brock
fus."
"Well, say, am in hurry and
want to see the colt. Please direct
me TO Mr.. Johnson's."
"Bout eight mile, straight ahead,
on 'tother side ov yan mounting"
"Thanks, awfully. Good day"
"S'long, pordner."
Sapho so much enjoyed the dia-
logue between Caesar and the
stranger that, while refusing to allow
him to accompany her home, she
gave him permission to call the next
morning.
Mr.. Snipe had somewhere hoard
the story of the early bird, and hence
when the colonel got up at daylight
the following morning to let in the
family cat there upon the doorstep
Caesar sat sercnely. This unex-
pccted sight startled the colonel,
who said:
"Snipc, what'n thunder'n lightnin'
air yo a-doin' hyar on my doorstep
this time o tn mawnn'?"
"Cum over fer tcw see yo' Gal,
Colonel"
"What'n blazcs do You mean,
sub ?"
"Miss Sapho lowed mought
come over tew see her this mawnin',
an SO hyar am"
"Confound yo' trillin', lazy, low
down, good fer nothin' pictcr! Ef
hit worn't fer heyin' tcw tho yo',
misable kyarkiss outen my yard I'd
shoot er hole thew yew cz big cz cr
bale ov cotton. Sich 'shoruncc wuz
never heerd ov befo', tryan' to call
on the dawtah ov gentleman Git
outcn my yard this minnit, an cf
yew ever dare to show yo' measly
looks 'roun' my house agin yo' hide
won't hold shucks %
"Cunnel, ef yew worn't g~inc ter
be my dady-in-law I'd gin her plenty
of chance tew cut all them high
shines ycw are snortin' about, but
the lnjun chief he come tummc last
night an he scz tumme, he scZ
'Snipc, the muscadincs ycw got yis-
tiddy for the gal wus CROWN over
my grave, an thct woke up my spcr-
rit, he sez, 'and | cum tcw tell YOU
he sez, 'thct I've been tryin' for
long time tew put it in the gals
mind tew want them muscadics,' lie
sez, 'bekasc some Of her folks way
back yondcr wuz our friends, too,'
he scz, 'an' the minnit she'd eat them
muscadincs, why, the contrack was
scalcd,' he sez 'an' now,' he scz, scz
he, 'Snipe, she's the treasure | prom
used yew, an ycw'll marry her, an
men yew'll live long an happy life
tcwgcthcr,' sez he. SO I'll go Gun
mel, but Pm gwnc tew marry The
gal chem cf it takes laig off"
The colonel was left stupcfcd with
indignation and astonishmcnt at
C;csar's audacity. Sapho had over
heard their conversation, and while
her romantic nature was strongly
impressed with Cusar's story Of the
Indian chief, she thought his aspira-
tions to her own aristocratic hand
the most ridiculous presumption it
would be possible to imagine. SO
Caesars many poorly written letters
remained unanswered, and his sighs
were brcathcd in vain.
What more miserable than he,
endowed by nature with lofty ambi-
tions and denied the power to fight
toward their realization What
more pitiablc than he who loves one
above him, unto whose station he
cannot hope to attain?
Poor Caesar was mcrcilcssly ridi-
culcd by all around him. Then il
was that his cup of bitterness was
filled to Overlooking, but while even
he saw no rational hope, his deter
mlnation never faltcrcd. lis only
reply was: