Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1903-07-02
THE WAY OF
"A WOMAN ~ ~
BY PAUL LAuRrHcx DUNBAR.

A NY man who has ever wooed IN
n earnest, or thought SO, knows
how hard it is to have his suit re
pulsed time and time again. How
ever the capricious one may smile
at times, one mo" upsets the mem
Ory of many days of smiles.
The structure of Gabe Harris
hopes mad fallen so often that he had
begun to build it over again listless-
ly and mechanically enough, until
one momentous day, when it seemed
fallen for good.
He had come by, as usual, upon his
cart that evening after work, ano
paused, as was his won't, for chat
with his desired one, Anna Maria
Moore. He had been hard at WORK
all day hauling from the clay-pits'
and so was not thing of beauty as
to clothes. But If Anna Maria loved
him-and he believed she did-love
was blind, which left him all right In
his own eyes and hers.
Perhaps he was right even thus far,
and all would have gone we'll had not
the plump, brown beauty of the girl
overcome him as he stood chatting
with her.
The realization of her charm, OF
her desirableness, swept over him
with a rush of emotion. Instinctively
he held out his arms to her They were
in the front yard, too. "We'n-w'en
you gwine may me, honey? Tell me-
with a rush to her. They were in the
frona yard, too. "We'n-w'en you
gwire may me, honey. Tell me-"
Anna Maria froze at once. She
grew as rigid as the seams in her
newly starched' calico.
"W'y-w'y, what's de mattah, Anna
Maria?" stammered the discounted
Gabe.
"Scuse me, Mistah Halls" said the
lady, with dignity, 'but Use not in de
habit oh bein' spoke to in dat man
nah"
"W'y, what's I done, Anna Maria?'
"What's you done, sab? What's
you done? wy you's scandalized me
TO de eyes OBJ de whole neighbo',
hood" and the calico swished itself
as we'll as its stiffness would allow
into the house.
Gabe scratched his head. "Well'
I'll be dadburnedl" he CALCULATED.
Just then Uncle Ike, Anna Maria's
father, came up. He was Gabe's
friend and ally, and the young fell
lows bewilderment was not lost upon
him.
"What's de mattah, Brothah Gabe9'
he questioned.
'W'y, Unc' Ike, done axed Anna
Maria to may, an she say Use insulted
an scandalized de neighbo'hood. Hue
come dat?"
"Tsch, tsch, tsch, Brothah Gabe; you
sholy doesn't know depherloserphy oh
oomanhn'."
81 reckon 1 amt up on dat, Unc' Ike;
seems ain had de spe'ence dat hab fell
to yo' lot"
The present was Uncle likes fourth
matrimonial venture, and he was sup
posed to know many things. He went
on: "Now, Brothah Gabe, in co't1n' a
CONAN. less'n she's "a widdah CONAN
dey's thee things you got to do; you
got to satisfy huh soul, you got to
chawm huh yeah, an you got to please
huh eve. 'Tain't no use dom one ner
tothah less'n you does all-dat is, !
say. pervided it amt widdah lady;
dey bein' easiah to please an mo- un-
nerstannin' laik. Well, you come
hyeah, aftah yo' days wo'k, an you
talk to Anna Maria. She know you
been a-wo'kin, anil max a good per-
WIDER; dat satisfy huh soul"
eyes, sab; she smile wen l was a
talkin' to huh, an dat what max me
fu'git myself"
'Uh-huh," said the old man, wagging
his head sagely and strOling the strag-
Cling beard upon his chin, "uh-huh, dat
mean dat you chawm huh yeah; but
hol' on, hol' on, dey's one mo- ting
How in de name OBJ common sense you
spec to please huh eye a-comin' hyeat
in SIGH togs ez desc? XII, vi, now you
see"
Again Gabe had recourse to his sig
nal of perplexity, and woolly head anc
grimy nails came together in a half
hearted scratch.
"Unc' Ike, you sholy hab opened my
eyes," he said, as he went slowly out
to his cart
On the morrow he arrayed himself il
his best, and hitching his mare to q
buggy not yet too rickety to awe some
of his less prosperous neighbors
started toward the home of his inamO
rata. Old Suke, accustomed TO moth
ing lighter than her cart on work
DAYS, first set her ears doubtfully a
the unaccustomed vacation, and then
; seeming to realize that it was really {
vacation, a gala-day, she tossed hel
head and stepped out bravely.
In the heart of Gabe Harris similar
exultation was present. What nov
would check him in his quest of tn,
fair one? He had fulfilled all the re
quirements laid down by Uncle Ike
and Uncle Ike knew. He had alread,
! satisfied her soul; he had done his dut.
] as to "chawmin' huh yeah" now h
went forth a potential conqueror TO
the last great feat-the pleasing o
f. her eyes. Gone were the marks ant
,, the memory of the clay-pits, gone wa
the ashiness of dust from his hardened
hands. His self-abasing cap was re
+. placed by an aggressive "stiff hat,
: while his black coat and waistcoat
with drab trousers, completed an in
vincible makeup.
1t was an autumn day, the year wa
3 signing toward it's close, but there wa
golden touch in the haze that over
hung even the mean streets where h
+ passed, and somewhere up in balsar
: poplar a bird would persist in singing
I. % oot~ he o1.fE pTf