The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1908-11-14
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she had been chewing and carefully
inspected it to see if the color had
run, says the Chicago Ne0Os. 1t had
not, but she was not entirely satisfied.
''I'm In no rush" J" she observed to
the storekeeper. 81 reckon I'll look
around for spell afore I settle on it.
may git better suited
The woman went, nevertheless.
She's like Clay Hulbut,' remark
edWashington Hancock. "Clay was
one of them fellers allus wanted to
look around fer spell afore he gave
up any of his good money. I reck-
on Clay never bought thing or
made trade the first time of askin'
in his hull born days. He had an
idta.he'd git better suited somewhere
else whatever it was he dickeTed for. ("
''Seems to me like boss sense not
to jump at the first thin ats offered"
said Sol Baker.
CHATS what Clay said when Sile
Peters offered him s. for 81 .75," said
Hanc0k. "Sile had bet up on it.
Clay came into the bank to see if he
couldn't git chattel mortgage blank
for less'n FIVE cents, which was what
the recorder wanted to charge him,
an Sile told him that he couldn't let
any GO at less'n IS cents or two for
quarte;. I've got some So bills
here that I'll let you have cheap,
though. Clay he says. They're a
leetle might wore an I've more O.
them In stock than need. If you'd
like to take about so Of 'em off my
hands, you can have 'em for $87. So.
An he handed out bunch with a
paper band pasted around them.
Seems like that's reasonable
enough, says Clay, after studyin'
awhile. Tell ye, though, there
amt no hurryin' rush about this.
TIL 60 over to the Drovers' bank an
see what Keating is oferin' 'em for.
If he can't make a better fgger I'll
come back and take these. You keep
'em to one side fur me-
"Then he went over to Keating an
asst him what he was selling S. bills
for in lots O. so. That's the honest
truth"
"If Keating was alive now he'd
bear me out" said Hancock. 'You
can write to Sile Peters If you like,
an asst him if it wasn't so. He's in
ST. Joe now, if he hasn't moved away
since last heard of him.
II remember standin' behind Clay
at the ticket sellers stand one time
when the circus came to town. How
are you a-sellin' tickets today?' says
Clay.
"'Two bits gen'ral admission an
reserved seats so cents, says the fell
Ter. How many do you want
"'That the best you can do?' says
Clay.
mBein' it's you, I'll make it half
cents general admission says the
feller, winkin' at me.
WE'LL says Clay, putin UP his
weasel, L reckon I'll look around a
spell fust. -
That's all rig ht," maintained
Baker. "Of course there's such
thing as pushin' it too fur, but sup
posin' Rufe, here, bought his goods
from the fust drummer at come along
'thout inquirin' round to see what
the others was a-sellin' an what they
charged. If you want to buy cow,
you'd look around a spell, too,
wouldn't youl'
"Not if you come to me an told
me the COW you'd got was kind an
gentle an young an good mixer
an worth the money you asst fer her"
replied Hancock blandly. "Clay
would come to town after groceries an
put In the hull day lookin' around an
then GO home 'thout so much as film
his m'lasses jug. He put off buyin
his seed p'taters till it was too late to
plant 'em, even If there'd been any
| left to plant. Most gen rally he'd
pay two prices for what he could have
bought at half price If he had the
gumption to snap at bargain
"He was over 80 years old afore he
got married, he was so blame per-
nickety an partickler about tn kind
O. gal he wanted. He'd go around
and set up with fust one an the an
other an figger on what kind O. wo-
men they was likely to be an how
much money they had, an how good
lookin' they was, an then he'd drive
over to Tarkia an see what they had
there, but he couldn't never make up
his mind an the further he got In the
woods the crookeder the sticks was,
until fn'ly there wasn't nobody left
but Levy Bostick's gal Belle.
"I reckon Belle Bostick was about
the homeliest critter that was ever
raised on corn pone. She'd been give
up to be an old maid fur ten years
afore Clay seen her. Her folks was
poor as cistern water, too. An Clay
might have had a. most anybody when
he fust startsd out if he'd made up
his mind an stuck to it. They got
on tol'rable we'll together though
bout as we'll as heap O. other mar
ried folks"
"Why didn't he look around a
while longer?" asked the storekeeper.
"He didn't have to take her, did he 7"
"He didn't take her," said Han
cock. "She took him. 1t was the
last chance she had an she know
ed it."
NoRAH, the ''green" cook, poked
her head in at the dining-room door.
"Please, ma'am," she asked, "an'
how will be KNOWN when the pud-
J din is cooked? 7"
! "Stick a knife into It," said the
mistress, recalling the cookbook in
| efr,,of;orc tGTf the knifa comes ont