The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1908-05-29
ELIHU PEASLEY
VISITS A
WASHINGTON
THEATER

| one or them air show-houses where
| you go up three sets of stairs and
| then crawl down over rows and rows
OF people TO place 10 roost and
watch the folks under you.
Quite a passed. of ffddlers and one
thing and another swarmed out OF a
small door in the platform and be-
gun scraping. A man in the middle
was thrashing round with q stick
but he couldn't seem to get 'em to
pull together until near the wind up,
WREN, reckoned, they made about
as much noise as the village band
for a few minutes.
Everybody was busy seein' what
the women folks had on, and they
had TO have powerful magnifying
glasses SOS TO be able to see 1t.
Then all at onct the lights went
out and the band struck up with
something meltin' and sweet. and
one side of the house slid up into the
air, leayin' an old time kitchen and
a likely young gal a-peelin potaters
right In sight | reekoned she'd be
plum tiustered before all us strang-
ers; but we kept still not breathing
a word, and she never knowed we
was there.
She was talkin' to herself about
her gay and frisky uncle by adoption
and her jealous old aunt who had
sort a brought her up: when direct
ly In comes the young farm hand
with a pitchforf and water-iug.
and tells her how much he's gone on
her, She pears TO like that brand of
chan tust rate. and, howsomeyer
she throws the potater peelin' at him
RS plain she's tickled to death.
Bimeby he kinder sides up to her,
and when he thinks her lips is puck
cred up about right he deals her
rousin' smack-neyer noticin' us or
the old uncle a-dozin on a bench in
the doorway.
This here aged party puts his foot |
down on all the snarkin' in his !
house. He leads the hired hand off |
by the ear and throws the jug after |
him. He storms at the young gal and |
she peels all the potaters over twict |
more and never says a word Then |
the old sinner quiets down and reck- |
ons he might possibly overlook it |
this time If she'd permit him to |
plant another smack in the same |
locality. She refused and the old !
man cursed and ragged
was just about 10 talk right out
In meeting, when things got so warm
they had to slide down the side of |
the house. Then they turned on the
lights and me and the Congressman
went out between the ak.
AFTER a while they raised the par.
tition again and | see country ho |
tel The farm hand was there with
the young gal in boys clothes, They
was runnin' away; but for some fool
notion or other they didn't run
werth a cent, but just hung round
the tavern, and kept tellin every
body the old uncle bein' after
'em. They let on like as ii the gal
was a boy that the old Teller was
mean to-but. seems TO me, any one
would have knowed better; cause a
boy don't take short steps or talk
like a canary bird.
All of a suddint some one looks
out the door and says the uncle's
a-comin' with shot guns and blood
hounds and wants to reason with the
young couple.
Wall, the runaway gal gets ready
to defend herself with a rollin' pin
and a broom stick, The hired hand
draws out a brace of nickel plated
reviewers and gives one to HIS sweet
heart | saw there was sure TO be
some shootin', and | made mp my
mind to get out of range.
Wall, I started to find the place |
came in at in the dark. not amin to
step on nobody's corns; but it wasn't
long before | got into trouble. Some
body said, Throw him OUT" and
ten times quicker than l can tell It,
they hustled me over their heads to
the stairway They give me a first
class start down these. and | wens
about four steps at a time. AFTER
about FIVE minutes I found | was all
there, though ! felt terribly mixed
up in some parts.
When the Congressman came out
he said there wasn't no shootin' az
ter all. was mighty pleased TO hear
that, and | hope the farm hand,
turns ont TO be a good husband
what don't mind buildin' the fire in
the mornin, occasionally, when
there amt any other way olt of it.