The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1908-01-02


respectable looking buggy outside,
arrange the packages, spread the
laprobe generously and carefully
over the young woman's knees and
then, himself uncovered, drive away.
"Clayton's goin' to take good care
o. that there wife o. his" commented
the storekeeper.
Foolish of him." declared Wash
ington Hancock.
He'll get tired O. washin' up that
buggy O. his'n after while N en-
clude the ole Wagons good enough
to come to town to trade in said
Sol Baker sagely.
Course he WILL" agreed Hancock.
He'll have her out to the woodpile
splittin' stove wood, like as not. I've
knowed that to happen, too"
Baker had the grace to look en-
barrassed when the storekeeper
snickered. There's wuss things than
splittin' a leetle mite O. wood now
and then for a woman" he said
Anyway, Clayt's wife'll take all the
care he kin give her an then need
more. If he amt washin' the dishes
for her afore long miss my guess.
She don't like no kind o. work none
too we'll. She didn't as a gall
"Ain't a great hand to cook, they
tell me- said the storekeeper "Most
any one O. the other gals could beat
her out when it come to f1xin' up
a meal Seems like Clayt 'ud have
took 'Lisbeth or Birdie if he wus set
an bound to marry into the family
This un's mighty slack mouthed by
all accounts. / could ha told him
suthin' on tibet score if he'd come
to me an asst me-"
why didn't you tell him, any
way?" asked Marvin Parsons.
''It's a pity she's slack mouthed, ;"
observed Hancock. Its them kind
O. wimmen that gifts to talkin' about
their neighbors after a while. An
it's funny thing that it's allus the
wimmen that does that You might
set in this store when Rufe an Sol
here wus shootin' off their mouths
year in an year out an you'd never
hear them say word agin anybody
not If you wus stone deef But
when man sees Teller in danger
O. blightin' his life by takin' up with
a gal that's ornery an no account
/, he amt dom no more than what's
| his dooty to give him the right kind
O. warnin'. If a feller's got good
sense he'll erpreshiate word in sea-
son o. that sort an won't git mad
about it. Anybody's apt to be mite
keerless an unthinkin in the matter
o. choosin' a gal when he's young. I
bet there hain't married man here
but what'll say that's So"
The storekeeper nodded involun-
tarily and Hancock grinned.
"'S fur's not takin' a word O.
good advice kindly's concerned 1 reck-
on there's the many man would tell
you that if somebody'd come to him
in time an let him know what he
had right to expect from the gal
he wus thinkin' O. marryin' he'd
never have married the gal he did, p
resumed Hancock. There's some
what does git warned in time. I
rickerleck right well when a cousin
o. mine, Sam Hancock, thought o.
hitchin' up with gal he'd met up
with when he was a young buck. He
seen the gal an tuck her buggy ridin'
once or twice an he figgered to him
self that she was jest about the fin
est young woman that ever set a
foot on this green airth.A He couldn't
make out that she'd got fault or a
blemish. She'd allus acted that away
whilst he wus around, SO how wus
he to know any diffrunt?
There wus one thing, though, an
that wus that Sam had mighty level
haid on him for as young as he wus.
He'd slip up on a trade wunst in a
while, but he never slipped up twicet
the same way an he'd made a many
trades by the time he was twenty
year old. No, Sam wusnft nobuddy's
fool.
well, there WIS a Teller lived
neighbor to the gals folks. name o.
Il Ben Crittenden, an he knowed Sam
an he knowed the gal. He fggered
that Sam wus likely boy an that 1t
Wu6u I right lUT ulIu 10 Stduu UdCk
an keep his mouth shet when he cd
do good by openin' it. So he goes
to Sam one day and he takes him out
behind the barn for conf'denshal
talk.
Sam, he says, I allow you know
that I'm friend o. yours an that
hain't trouble maker or STIR
strife. I've got suthin' to say to you,
an If say it / don't want for you
to git mad an prance around on your
ear
Certainly not says Sam. II
you've got anything on your mind
you say It.
It's about Berthy,' says Ben.
Il hain't a-goin' to git mad, says
4 Sam. What about Berthy?'
It's thisaway,' says Ben. I
wouldn't say nothin at all if
x thought you'd had the chance to
know for yourself Jest what kind Of