The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1907-10-22
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kitchln' hold OF his Dr1CcneS III d
dainty way an pullin' en- up ht-
tie so as to show his purity red silk
sox, the wider gingerly sot his self
down beside me, givin' me side "aze
look of inkwire, which 1 returned
with interest. On a fine gilt edge
kyard he writ his name an address:
~. T. B. --, Atlanta, Ca, Deal
er in Reel Estate.' l node ne ex-
pected me to do the same way, but L
didn't have no gilt edged kyards, SO
T tore a leef outen mi memorandy
book an writ mi name this way:
"B. Annie Jones, Norwood, n: c." |
alters did think that ''Becky Ann
was the flattest an hatefulest name
T ever hearn-an' so back-woodSy,
50 fur that won time I percluded to
change it little.
"B. Annie Jones,' he red. Then
turnin' to me he sorter laffed an
sed:
"Had you rather be Annie Jones
than be Annie sumbody else?'
"That's jest aecordin," I ansered
sweetly. Sed he:
'sMay I be so impertinent as to axe
if YOU air a maid, wife or wider''
ssWhy of corse you may, an thank
YOU fur yore interest,"" [ returned.
Then while I was ws>itin' fur him to
axe me, I grappled conscience bi the
throte an flung her outten the WIN
der an left her on the tother side OF
Little River, which we was jest a
crossin' tellin' her to stay there TIL
T cot revenge on that male man fur
' foolin' sister woman.
(which are you?" he axed. Then
1 lade mi hand on nj hart an rolled
mi ize up <toerds heven (but they
never got no further than the cealln
of that kyar) an whispered, in
thrillin' accents:
"a wider, pore lonesum wider. Z"
Then I placed mi handkersher over
mi face in sich a way that cud stick
mi finger in mi ize and make the
tears cum, an let won Of mi hands
drap on the sect rite side Of hisn.
"Oh, mi deer do forgive me, I'm sor-
ry T axed the question; but you no
it is dangerous fur a fellers peace OF
mind, sumtimes, to be in the presence
of a unusuil charmin woman an not
no test where she stands. / no pre-
zactly how to simpathize with you,
fur I have lost a companion, too. Mi
hart Jest axes to find another con-
genial mate, an longs to pore out its
welth Of affection at the feet Of won
who would reciprokate the feelings, y
he faltered.
"Me, too," I murmured. ''When
I think how happy me an mi deer
husbin used to, an then realize that
it IS all over, mi hart mitey nj bustes
wide open. How handsum he was as
he sot on the piazer an red the pa
per while I churned! And now purity
his orburn hare was as the summer
breeze kissed it as he swung in the
hammuek, while I drawed warter an
warterd the COWS an hogs. Oh,
miss him so much an you make me
think of him more'n any body 1 ever
seen," I simpered, slidin mi hand
along till it touched 1isn. He grab
bed it an squeezed it sayin':
"Deer little woman, erth has nc
sorrer that heven cannot heel. It will
all be rite in the sweet bi an bi.
"That's all so," I ansered. "But
that amt much consolation to lone
wider that is in good helth an needir
sum won in the present world to man,
age her bizness. What use is hole
lot of property to a criter that don'1
no now to manage it," I axed.
.'Ah, you are welthy, then? and al
alone? About how much do yor
own?'
I thought Of the razer back hog
the crippel won ide mule that Jeem;
had tride so hard to trade, an thF
holler horn cow, an ansered:
"Well, I don't no prezactly, an
I don't want to be gilty Of braggin
or over estimatin', but I guess it:
about, er-wen, it may be less thai
fifty thousand dollers.'
"You deer little woman! No won
der you feel the need Of help mate
If I wernt afrade you wood think M
tno fast. T wood axe YOU to take pity