Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1905-11-23
When Betty Sulked.

"Look-a-here, Betty Spooner, |
should like to know what on earth
has allied you for the last two weeks
You've gone around actin as sulky
as a coon with sore foot, and you
have got men father so upset we
don't know what's goin' to happen"
1t was the wife Of Farmer Spooner
and mother of the eighteen-year-o old
Betty who spoke as above one morn
ing while she was washing the dishes
and Betty stood with her back to her
in the open kitchen door.
Two weeks ago." continued the
mother, as she wiped yellow plat
ter, "you was singin' around and
walkin' on your toes and plannin
what wa, goin to happen when you
and Reuben got married. Then all
to once you begin to sulk, and from
that time Oh nobody's been able to
say whether you had the toothache
or the heartache. It's my opinion
that that barbed wire fence man who
stayed here over night and has SO
much CAB brought about the change.
l want to know what's the matter"
Nothing" replied Betty.
Il know better. In the first place,
that fool OF a fence man praised your
hands and feet and eyes, and got you
stuck on yourself. In the next, you
had a quarrel with Reuben and hain't
spoke to him since. In the third, if
you don't stop worryin' men pa and
all the rest l shall forget how old you
are and box your ears. Most girls
when in trouble Of any sort come to
their mothers for advice. You We
kept right away from me instead, and
so cant tell what's on your mind.
Have you broken out with rash or
anything
"Of course not.
"Got a boil p
mo"
"Pains or aches anywhere ?"
"No"
"Have pa or l said anything to
hurt your feelin's?"
mot at all. It's just that II
don't feel like singing and cutting
up"
"Oh, l see" observed the mother
as she finished the last plate and hung
up the dish towel to dry. "Well I
can tell you one thing. If this keeps
on much longer you'll 60 to bed and
drink quarts and quarts Of lobelia tea
and have horseradish draughts put
to your feet. Pa wants apple dump
Inns for dinner, and l shall expect
you to make en-"
Reuben Warner had been Far
mer Spooner's hired man for year.
He was young man of twenty-five,
and was always referred to as being
as smart as a whip. He was a 60
ahead fellow, with hundred dollars
saved up, and he and Betty had been
in love almost from fret sight. Out
side of an occasional tilt the course Of
true love had run smooth until the
barbed wire fence man appeared. He
was a good talker, and boaster and
a braggart. He told of war, battles
and personal adventures until Reu-
ben sat with his mouth open and
Betty looked upon him as one of the
heroes of the earth. His stay was
only FOR the night, and Betty might
have forgotten him by noon next day
but for Reuben. His jealousy had
been excited, and next morning he
had something to say about burglars
and liars. Betty felt called upon to
take the part of the man who had
compared her eyes to the brightest of
stars and it didn't take long to bring
about a row.
"If you were only half as brave
and chivalrous as he is l should be
proud Of you" announced Betty.
"If could lie once while he does
ten times l could make you believe
beeswax was honey" replied Reuben.
"You are jealous.
"You are foolish"
"Mr. Warner
"Miss spOOnerl"
That was the way it began, and of
course things grew worse instead Of
better. Betty knew that her mother
would support Reuben in saying she