Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1902-02-06
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
Sally AIMS
LETTER
by NoRMAN H. pITMAN.
Copyright. 1901, by Authors syndicate.)

She looked over the thin package
brought by the mail carrier to the
mountain farmhouse which answered
as post Office.
''She'll be the peertest gal in the
cove aginst she gifts it, said old
Aunt Polly, laughing.
fersit, I reckin she will. Let's see;
hits marked Cincinnati. wished l
could see what's on the inside OF it,
bud Hunts been monty fergitful
of her, hit pears like to me-" said
Aunt Polly. "Bein' scholar enough
to read an write, hit seems like ne
would hev wrote her fore now, jist
to let her know what he wuz about
''Waal, 1 Think said the postmis-
tress, "she's been ez wishful ez
young cat, comm round every mail
day an askin' eff thar warn't no let
ters fer her folks. She hain't been
in now fer more'n two weeks.
''Waal, I say; she must be TUX sick
or somethin'."
'She's been a-lookin' powerful puny
ever since corn wuz laid by. She
must worked too hard; We know
she's about to run into kinsump-
tion."
"She used to look big and chuffy
enough fore Bud went out'n the set.
Element
"Yaas. an after he went, too, fer
the fust year. They say ez how he
Civ her his promise he'd write jist ez
soon ez he could git a good job;
then they'd git married"
''She lowed hit wouldn't take SIGH
an uncommon likely Teller ez him
lnore'n a week to git well-payin'
job"
"Her pappy died with that kim
sumption list soon after she WIZ
bornded,' said the postmistress, re-
fiectively; IAN whenever he died they
said ez how some'n his people'd hev
it., too
"Do We mind" broke in Aunt Polly,
show Sally Ann TUX on at the time
of her pappy's buryin'? They WIZ
maxim the coffin before our house,
an she come in an axed me eff they
WIZ goin' to put her pappy in that
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it, odd box an p'inted over whar
they wuz workin'. tole her that
they alluz put dead corpses into
boxes, ez they called collins, an then
put led on 'em fore they put 'em
in the ground an kivered 'em up.
'Kiver up my pappy?' says she;
'they's afeared to kiver him up; he'll
- ho1 %hro
eff they tech him."
"She knowed what buryin' meant
by the time her five sisters WIZ TUX
to the buryin' ground"
81 reckin she did. WAL, must be
gittin' home"
"Can't we stay all night"
"No; I'll hev to be a-goin'. You-uns
come up and see us; don't fergit.'
A group of men were gathered at
the small store in the lower end of
the cove just as the evening shadows
were beginning to thicken i'll the
mountains. Some were seated on the
rude platform in front, while others
mounted on horseback had refined up
to hear the news of the day; for the
country store and the post office take
the place of newspaper in the
mountain districts.
"They tell me-" said old Squire Bar
low, as he threw a huge quid of to-
bacco on the floor, "they tell me that
Sally Ann Larkin got that letter from
Bud Hunt to-day, an that she growed
nigh onto an inch since it come"
''Whar is Bud now?' said an angu-
lar young farmer.
''Bud, he's some'rs about Singcin-
natl, I reckin; that's what Polly said,
an she wuz at the office when the let
ter come. He's run onto a plumb
good job thar with some kind of a
1ailroad consarn, an he's a-gittin' 40
month";"
"Beats stalk breedin' all boiler,
don't it, gittin' into one of them big
towns?"
Eyes, or maxim corn an wheat,
too"
"'Tain't everyone kin git such job
in the city," said the squire; ''when
I WIZ thar about war time they
lowed ez thar warn't nary place like
the mountains fer Pete Barlow
..Waal, hit pears to me-" said the
storekeeper, "that eff ye an Bud
Hunt could both git jobs thar, that
mos all the rest of US could.'
This raised the laugh on the squire,
who responded by expectorating in
key of horseshoes that stood at one
end of the porch. Just then a pale
young fellow, whose white skin was
a sharp contrast to his curly black
hair, hailed the group, and was just
about to ride past when the squire,
in order to regain his standing as
leader, called out: "Can't We pull up
an be frien'ly fer a minute, Jim?
Ye needn't think Sally Ann wants to
see We now, Hain't ye heared about
her letter."
"a. Eyes, I did," said the young man,
quietly, as he rode up; 81 didn't low
she'd care much to see me-
81 should guess not responded
the squire, quite happy again, and
restored to his former position by
the laughter of the ]oafers 81
should guess not; wy, they say ez
she kissed it on both sides fore she
opened it, an wen she did read it
her eyes jist flashed like the biggest
star. up thar in the sky
81 heared tell that they wuz to be