The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1908-09-30

SO, feelin that way it amt surprisin' that it
gave me an awful shock when heerd she was dead
that mornin. They sent the word by man they
hailed drvin by. He comm down here to see
about sellin a horse, an he said he'd jest as soon
stop an tell us not A real nice sort of man
he waS--a store-keeper from Comstock. Wa'al |
see Israel standin in the road an talkin' with
the man. an | wondered what ii could be about
But when he came in an told that Aunt
Rebecca was dead jest sat right down. kinder
stunned like couldn't ha' felt much worse eff il
had been my mother An it awful sudden,
Why I'd seen her only the week before an she
looked uncommon smart for her, thought. Eff it
had been Uncle Enos. her husband, | shouldn't ha
wondered He'd had the heart-disease for wears
an we'd thought he might die any minute; but to
think of her
Il jest stared at Israel felt too bad to cry.
didn't till happened to look down at the apron |
had on. 1t like dress she had: she had a
piece left, an she gave it TO for apron
When saw that, bust right out sobbin'
20 Lord. says this apron she give me, Oh
dear! dear. dear,
Sarah SAYS Israel its the will of the Lord
4 know it. says l. but she's dead. an she gave
me this apron, dear blessed woman. an Went
right on erwin though he tried to stop me- Every
time | looked at that apron, it seemed as if
should die.
Thar want amy particulars. Israel said All
the man that told him knew was that a woman
hailed him from OF the front windows as he
was drivin by and asked him to stop an tell us
| sposed most likely the woman that hailed him
was Mis- Simmons wdder woman that used to
work for Aunt Rebecca busy times.
Wa'al Israel kinder hurried me to Git ready
The funeral was appinted O'clock an we
had a horse that want much swifter on the road
han the one you're drvin
SO got into my best black gown the quickest
| could | had good black shawl and a black
bunnit too; so | looked quite decent | felt reel
glad | had en- They We're things had when
mother died. don't hardly how had hap
pened to keep the bunnit, but it lucky did
got ready in such tlutter that got on my black
gown over the caiker I'd been wearin' an
never knew it till came to go to bed that night
but don't think it much wonder
Wed been havin' terrible dry spell lest as
We've been havin' now, an everything was like
powder. thought my dress would be spoilt
before we got thar. The horse dreadful lazy
an it was nothn but g'langin an slappin' an
whippn all the way. an it didn't amount to
nothin' then
When We'd sot half way thar or so thar come
up an awful thunder-shower from the northwest
jest as its dom today. Waal thar want nowhal
TO stop an we driv right along. The horse want
afraid OF ightnn. an got i'll under the SHAY
top as far as we could an pulled the blanket up
over us; but we got drippin wet An thar was
Israel i'll his neetin coat an me in my best gown
Fake it With the dust an evervthimg they never
looked good again
Waal, Israel Changed the horse an put the
whip over her, but She Jest logged along What
with feelin' so about Aunt Rebecca an worryin
about lslaels best coat an my best eown
Thought should never live sit thar