The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1907-12-18

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respectable looking buggy outside,
arrange the packages, spread the
haprobe generously and carefully
'bver the young woman's knees and
then, himself uncovered, drive away.
"Clayton's goin' to take good care
b. that there wife O. his" commented
-fo storekeeper.
Foolish of him." declared Wash
fngton Hancock.
He'll get tired O. washin' up that
buggy O. his'n after while n en-
clude the ole waggin's good enough
TO come to town to trade in,' said
Sol Baker sagely.
Course he will" agreed Hancock.
f'Hell have her out to the woodpile
IBplittin' stove wood, like as not. I've
knowed that to happen, too.">
Baker had the grace to look en-
barrassed when the storekeeper
Bnickered. There's wuss things than
bplittin' a leetle mite O. wood now
hnd then for a woman" he said.
Anyway, Clayts wife'll take all the
&are he kin give her an then need
more. If he amt washin the dishes
Tor her afore long 1 miss my guess.
|Bhe don't like no kind O. work none
loo we'll. She didn't as a gal"
Amt a great hand to cook, they
: 4ell me-" said the storekeeper. '"Most
NY one O. the other gals could beat
ier out when it come to fiyin' up
meal. Seems like Clayt 'ud have
hook 'Lisbeth or Birdie if he Wus set
In bound to- marry into the family.
This un's mighty slack mouthed by
Iii accounts. I could ha' told him
|uthin' on thet score if he'd come
10 me an ast me-"
why didn't you tell him, any
Fay?" asked Marvin Parsons.
m'It's a pity she's slack mouthed,' v
observed Hancock. ''It's them kind
wimmen that gifts to talkin' about
heir neighbors after a while. An
Hts funny thing that it's allus the
Rimmen that does that. You might
let in this store when Rufe an Sol
ere wus shootin' off their mouths
ear in an year out an you'd never
ear them say word agin anybody
mot if you wus stone deef. But
khen a man sees a feller in danger
blightin' his life by takin' up with
gal that's ornery an no account
= lie amt doin' no more than what's
is dooty to give him the right kind
warnin'. If a feller's got good
ense he'll erpreshiate word in sea-
= on O. that sort an won't git mad
bout it. Anybody's apt to be mite
eerless an unthinkin' in the matter
choosin' a gal when he's young. I
. let there hain't a married man here
ut what'll say that's So"
The storekeeper nodded involun-
r. hrily and Hancock grinned.
"'S fur's not takin' word O.
god advice kindly's concerned reck-
n there's the many man would tell
ou that If somebody'd come to him
- b time an let him know what he
ad right to expect from the gal
e wus thinkin' o marryin' he'd
ever have married the gal he did"
esumed Hancock. There's some
r. hat does git warned in time. I
ickerleck right we'll when a cousin
mine, Sam Hancock, thought O.
itchin' up with a gal he'd met up
fth when he was a young buck. He
zen the gal an tuck her buggy ridin'
nee or twice an he figgered to him
e elf that she was jest about the fin
st young woman that ever set a
pot on this green airth. He couldn't
lake out that she'd got fault or a
Il flemish. She'd allus acted that away
[hilst he wus around, so how wus
to know any diffrunt?
N"There wus one thing, though. an
bat wus that Sam had a mighty level
aid on him for as young as he wus.
led slip up on trade wunst in a
hile, but he never slipped up twicet
70 be same way an he'd made many
Fades by the time he was twenty
= ear old. No, Sam wusn't nobuddy's
3 Dol.
well, there wus a feller lived
r eighbor to the gals folks, name o
e1a Crittenden, an he knowed Sam
he knowed the gal. He fggered
hat Sam wus a likely boy an that il
usn't right for him to stand bacl
III keep his mouth shet when he Cd
good by openin' it. So he goes
Sam one day and he takes him out
= ehind the barn for a conf f'denshaI
Tx.
SAM he says, 4 allow you know
hat I'm friend O. yours an thai
hain't a trouble maker or stir
= rife. I've got suthin' to say to you
= D. if I say it I don't want for you
git mad an prance around on youl
pr
Certainly not says Sam. Il
g. bu've got anything on your mind
s bu say it,
cts about Berthy,' says Ben.
"I hain't a-goin' to git mad says
hm. What about Berthy?'
cts thisaway,' says Ben. :.
touldn't say nothin' at all if
= bought you'd had the chance to
now for yourself jest what kind ot
gal she wus. But you hain't, an
lave. I hired out to her paw al
trough one harvest an I know What
m a-talkin' about. That GAL:
= iglty shif'less, Sam, jest shif'less.'
CTS that so?' says Sam.
eel wouldn't tell you if it wusn''
b. says Ben. AN 1 wouldn't say
pthin' against her neither if yol
usr't friend of niue. She'll shirl
Ef ON, lnnrn hor. N nnnu to do thf