The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1906-09-25

CoWnidnO 70 mySe1. An as Liza Jane
vas given out for hundred pounds of
dry money. there was. as ye may wen
suspect, tremendous traffic of boys
come afther her.
But it's little encouragement they
I got from Liza Jane; she considered
coortin' a ridiculous waste of time
| that pair of tomfools, only, might
engage in; an as for marryin' tha
most of the lads that presented them
selves, she said she wouldn't make
disbclouts of them, to wipe a pot.
This, l say, she thought of most of
the neighbor boys, but not of all.
There was one, Andy McClarnin, or
Bab's Andy, as he was better known,
by raison, as his fathers name was
Bah. Anyway. this Bab's Andy
was no eyesore to Liza Jane, for
he had a fine farm that fed five
milch-cows, an give him ten head II
stock TO sell OF every harvest; his
father, poor man, was five years dead
An Liza Jane Bohunnan saw that,
all things considered, she couldn't
get, an wouldn't ask for, better o.
a warmer sittin down than Bab's
Andys An accordin1y she made up
her mind that she'd marry Babs Andy
lin case the boy was anyways mid
dim willin'.
At the tail-end O. four years coort-
ship Liza Jane begun to be not too
plaised with proceedins. An fair
good raison, too, the poor girl had.
Mother" says she of night when
both herself an her mother was sit
tin over the kitchen fire, Il have let
him fool round me for long enough
| mean" goes on she, ito have him,
once an for all. make up his mind on
this matter whether he wants to
make a wife of me or mott mean
that he'll make it up, or I'll make it
up for him purity quick"
Brave woman ye are, Liza Jane"
says the mother, says she.
An on next Sunday night, too. he'll
make his dicision.
The jewel We are, Liza janet"
An when, on the next Sunday night,
poor Andy, poor sowl, come ploddin'
to Liza James, it's little he suspected
the thraps that was laid down for him
to walk into.
"Are We all alone?" says he
My mother an Them" says she,
went one road an another, to see the
/
Which says Bab's Andy, says he,
was noways kindly of them tor'st
ye."
Which" says Liza Jane, says she.
calm, an lookin' steady into the fire.
was very, very good of them"
Good of them!" says Andy, says
he.
Was very, very good of them" says
she. ''considerin' that they knew
needed a quate hour to myself to dis
cuss in me mind a very serious mat
term fact, I may say, an exthraor-
binary serious matter"
Bab's Andy he was all taken aback,
an the face on him got lengthy at
! onct. an he says. oh! beg yer par
don, Liza Jane
An extraordinary serious matter
| ss l was sayin'," she went on, as cool
an calm, an one that wants a good
deal of elaboration; an one, more
over. that I'm mortal glad to have We
here, to talk it over with ye."
OH" says Bab's Andy, says he,
5ettlin' himself to hear it. an lookin'
! pleased that he was to be consulted.
For" says she, its such a matter
that there's only one man in the worl
could talk it over with-an' that's
! y0u."
I'm proud" says Andy I'm
| proud to know it, Liza Jane"
For better, for worse" says she,
playin' a thrump-card. for richer, for
poorer. for good or for i'll.
Poor Andy, it seemed like a dhraim
| to him that he'd heard something like
| NtI
but it puzzled him for a minute to
mind what it was about. So he gave
it up, an remarked, Just so. Liza
lane. Indeed. so?"
An then says she, For richer,
sayed, for poorer, for good OF for i'll, |
from this time henceforrid." Then |
she waited wee bit, to give him an
other chance-though if she'd waited |
durin' the nine lives of a cat it would |
never get into Andy's skull. ANDY |
McClarnin," she says, don't We see
what I'm dhrivin at?"
Poor Andy looked confused an
ashamed of himself, an says he: |
Faith. an 1 don't, then, Liza, know |
from Adam down what ye're dhrivin /
at, at ALL
Il don't doubt it," says Liza Jane, |
sevairly. We'll, will We understand /
me when l say that I'm thinkin l had |
best marry an settle down."
Troth, that was plain enough for a
palm post to understand. So it's very |
little wondher that Bab's Andy did.
Marry" says she, AN settle down"
perfectly cool an calm. an never
seemin' to see Andy's raptures at all.
AN" says she. Il was waitin', very
anxious, to have your opinion on it."
An my opinion, says he with his
head hangin', us that though we've
done many wise things in your life,
We never done anything wiser; an
an'-for-for-myse
"Thanky, Andy" says she. snappin'