The sun., 1908-08-30

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All sho' kaynt unduhstan' whut To- amy
body from down this-uh-way wants & got
amy sioh Yankee deestric' as Bosting. All
sho' kayn't' and the postmaster gave me .
1T was plain that he was trying for Q riss
out OF me In order 10 make another hit with
the wool hatters; but nothing doing 20 to
that with me. i was In too much OF hurry
after he'd''kot an Of the letters and
cards date stamped and turned them over
recognized my letter In the bunch. re
was the only Official envelope M PEI, II !he bundle
showing part Of the firm name. =
There's my letter. imprudently eaid
to the postmaster, pointing 20 the ofiiclal
envelope. II nothing stands Ii the way q
such action now, would you mind Lifting
me have II, 90 that ! can make senne hnd
"'Aip't nobody keepin' yo' all from eittin'
no train. sub. promptly replied the 'poef-
master, to the manifest and intense delight
of the one-galluses. 'Kayn't see that mo-
body's got no hawsuhs or chains on 70
all. sub. and he began slowly TO distribute
walking up to the front window every once
ina while TO get better light on the un-
familiar writing Of some address or as may
have been to read some postal card. My
letteT was uOWn near tn6 DOttOfD u ttt5
pile and began to<despair
The postmaster was at the front window
scratching his whiskered ears over the
address Of some letter when little bit of
a sun bonneted girl from Deighboftng
farm tr,idged In. She had two dozen eggs
Of the things wanted at the store In exchange
-'-How de do, -zeuobee.' the postmaster
greeted the child. returning, from the vim
dow when he heard the patter OF her bare
feet. 'How's 70 mawf An, has that
honeyp Yo' ali tell 70 paw that An sssy
fo' him G put some faxseed poultces on
that boil, yo' heah, Zenobee2 Now, what
yo' all goin' Z tell yo paw2 Flaxseed pouI-
tices' That's II, Yo' all got Y right Now
Then he picked UP tho pencil scribbled
list of things that the child's mother wanted
In exchange for the eggs. 80,
"H'm. commented the postmaster 70
nav sho' wants uh heap o things 10 twen-
ty.fo' aigs. Zenobee. she sho' DO =. 49,
articles for Zenobee's nav then and there.
before finishing sorting over the letters,
but he didn't, He started back for the
letters when there was hall Tor MIN IRON
out in the road. He walked around the
counter and opened the screen door.
,aNuthin' 70 yo' all g mo'nin' zeke,
'Whut yo' all expectin,, lettuh from VII.
lum Jennin's Bryant Heb. heh, hehi
How's yo' 90 n ripenin'. Zekei Right snaaht
S.ta rain hsy s.h YS a. fGfs ssnd en- wa e sc: y
peaches. Hain't got. ary peach htten =
Then the postmaster returned behind
the counter and got at the mail again. It
was five minutes past u and enere aes ~
my train. He reached my letter about
'' aYo' i say this heah lettuh's TO- yo'-alli'
he inquired Of me. holding my letter out
in front of him. What's yo'-all's namef'
once again in anticipation Of some more
fun with the Yank. told the postmaster
That's tn name on this heah lettuh. !
said the postmaster with obvious .reiuc-
tance but how do All knoy that this hesn
heah to identity yo'-ail!
.'Oh, I've sold goods TO a lot Of mer-
chants in this county, ] said to him. But
l oan't-and won't-drive eight or ten
miles to drag one Of them over here TO
identify me. You can let me have the letter
or not, just as you please. or huri 1t 70 the
Il believe was justified in feeling Some
sore around the neckpiece at that stage Of r.
My shortness. however. amused the post
master mlgntily. i CduHut hiiu vtHAkA8
with acute enjoyment at the one galluset. \
i-'Yo'-all jes name some nnerchant Hngt
knows yo'-all.' he said TO. me, an ;Ah'u
phone him an git yo description. a.
Il swallowed gulp OF wrath and named
a storekeeper in the county seat town TO
whom had sold several bills OF goods He
rang that merchant up and presently he wAs
saying in the telephone: ~
a'H'lo. That yo' all, Dave? Hey, Dave,
d'yo' all know dipper -dapper little Yankee
feller. claims t be a drummer or soInethin'
by tn nane o. Blank. says he's done sold
yo' all goods-snappy kim Of proposition,
wears cute checked oio'es an shoes thout
no blackenin' on 'eul an a green necktie
an straw hat 'ith a lot o. towellin wrapped
round it in fx..Ss an talks missy out O. his
teeth an acts a. he's in a pow ful hurry
whut's that? Yo' all know him, heyf All
right, Dave. Jes' wanted tub be sho', y
know. How things? Heah yo' all 3 goin'
T. run TO- road supuhvisoh. Heyf Sho,
yo' all will git nah vote, Dave-yo' all an
Willum Jennin's Bryan and then the post
master hung up the receiver and shot g
look at the ono ealluses to see II they'd
caught it all. Their shoulders were still
shaking.
4Then he gave me my letter. II con-
tanned the check. But / had to wait six
hours for another train and fight dies all
the afternoon at the bum county seat hotel
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