Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1906-05-12
THE S%YNDACKER GIRL
WHY CAL DAVIS STOPPED EMS
COUNTING.

under MS breath.
Washington Hancock followed the
direction OF his fellow loafer's eyes
TO where . young woman In a poppy
colored blouse and carrying a poppy-
colored parasol was picking her way
daintily through the dust to cross the
street.
Look at them white gloves COMM
way up to her elbows!" whispered
Parsons. Hold me. Wash! Take q
right good grip OF my arm an don't
let go till she passes. Crackyi"
She's with her pap" volunteered
the storekeeper. "Him an her comes
down from st. Joe. The oil mans
In the lumber business an he's BEN
around to look at that white oak tract
OF Sim ACCOMPLISHMENTS to buy
Il. I guess"
See what you'd have ter buck up
against, MarveY'' said Hancock.
II wouldn't keer.' said Parsons.
Jest as o o keep her company -
not?"
II certainly would"
You're reckless" said Hancock.
at don't do fer a young man like You
ter be too reckless when there's gals
around fxed up that way. You ought
ter be like Cal Davis over in Penroso
township. Cal KEEP a gal like that
company one time.
"Her pap came down on business.
too, an brung her along to keep him
comp'ny. only this business was a rail-
road. He was richer than mud an.
shoe! II you'd seen the di'munds an
rubies an rings an bracelets an
silks an satins that gal wore you
wouldn't have looked twice at this un.
"Wa-all, sir, Cal Davis seen her
passin' along the street one time In
Peterville. an he got struck with the
idee that he'd like to see her right
clost, so what does he do but put On
his Sunday go-to-meetin's an call
around at the house they'd rented.
with his buggy. He asst to see the
gal. No. there wusn't nothin' bash
full about Cal. He was a g~ood-lookin'
Teller an he knowed 1t an he knowed
most of the gals knowed 1t. an he
owned 200 acres of bottom land.
well, they asst him in an after
| dWnit tile EAt thHft iuttt AHG O0t
where he wus a.waitin' al Cal spoke
up an allowed he came to see II she
didn't want to take a buggy ride with
him. He said she seemed to be sort
o. s'prised. Is II she'd never been
used to havin' comp'ay call on her.
an then she lated an fin'ly she al
lowed she'd go with him.
Mex night Cal wus around again.
That time he didn't have the rig
along. He came to do a regular
sparkin'. The gal didn't seem noways
unwillin'. either. an when her pap
comes In she says: Pa, this Is MIR.
Cal Davis. He's come to set up with
me. so now you're interdooced. wen
excuse you An the OF man Jest
kinder opened his eyes an looked Cal
over and then he lated an went out
Didn't seem noways rusty. Cal didn't
quite know what to make of 1t. He
says she wus 6xed up fit to kill
rufies. an frills, an furbelows, an
di'munds sparklin' on her hands
Well, he jest sat there until she asst
him II he RELY had gotter go.
"Sat'dy night he hitched up to the
buggy ag'in an took her to the lit'ry.
| She let on that she enjoyed that right
up to the handle an she lowed there
wusn't anythin' like II in st. Joe. ner
Kansas City. fer that matter. Mebbe
there wusn't.
Course there wus q right smart o.
talk about II. The boys deviled Cal
more'n a little. but | guess they all
wished they'd got his nerve. Blamed
If he wusn't there up at the house
settin' on the porch or suthin' most
| every night that ne wusn't takin' the
gal out buggy ridin'.
well, 1t went on that way fer about
a month stiddy an then all of a sue
den Cal married Lucindy Palmer.
Sayl You might have pushed me over
with a spear of tickle.grass when |
heard about It. Lucindy wus a mighty
fine gal. but she hadn't no more style
| about her than a mud fence. She had
a necklis O. coral beads an d cameo
ring an that wus all the joolry she
ever owned In her life. I couldn't
blieye it ontil I met Cal a day or two
after an asst his5 u It RELY wus SO.
49," reckon Il is.' he says.
IAN you beauin that gal Of OF
s%nydacker's around all the timer I
says.
No heauin' about IT, he says;
that gal was the slickest dressed gal
ever come inter these parts. Goshi
She had the p~urteist little white hams
an the derndest little feet an, Wash.
| you seen how she dressed. Them
fixin's she has-why. Christmas! Jest
to see an look at her or have her
settin' alongside o. you in a buggy
an git a Whit O. that smellum-good!
| tell you | never had sech a time in
my life
Then why didn't you spunk up an
marry her.? | says.
"'Shucks!' says Cal. DO you
reckon I'd rave took any pleasure In
all that IL I had to pay for It? Well.
r ustoac not Than Awtuta aocf