The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1909-04-27
THE EASTER EGGS.
By Dr.. 0. B. Mayer, Sr.
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Ringwood was the cause Of this
disturbance. This dog, after annoy
ing the hog to which he was hanging
until he had torn off it's ear, return
ed to his master, and finding him in
the same occupation as when he had
left him, again bounded over him in
expression Of contempt for him,
causing the point of his knife to slip.
In doing so this time he dropped the
swine's ear into David's lap, which
so excited his anger that he thrust
the egg with its enveloping tow into
his shot-bag, seized the bunch Of
squirrels, and with his rifle on his
shoulder pursued Ringwood over the
hill, in order to inflict condign pun
ishment upon him, exlcaiming as he
trudged along: ''You deternal vii
lion, ef I catch you III trash you
ontel you won't know smellin' from
seein'!" But the dog fled from him
with such speed that he soon found
it impossible to over take him. He,
therefore, fell into a slow meditative
walk in which he continued until he
reached home. As he deposited his
rifle in the corner of the ballroom,
he murmured:
"I'll write Becky letter:-that's
wat III do.''
u.-Poetry.
"And it shall be in poetry, too,'
he continued the next day. This last
was rather a hardy resolution; for up
to the eventful Sunday, when Becky
Bright's foot caused such perturba-
tion in his head, David Hartman's
ideas Of poetry had been quite vague.
The specimens of versifcation which
he had studied did not extend beyond
what was contained in the Lutheran
Hymn Book, and those insidious lit
tie scraps of printed paper found
upon sugar kisses; but he always
used the word hymes for the former
and kiss verses foB the latter. Behind
the word poetry he thought some
thing beautiful must be hidden, if he
only could see through it. He was,
however, at last overcoming some of
the obstacles that withheld him from
wanderings beyond the limits Of mat
ter of fact life. Often did he feel in
clined to shake off the influence of
his sister Christina, or Teener, as he
called her,-an irretrievable old maid,
as bitter as her own weight in aloes.
She had forbidden him to seek the
company of the girls, "Who,' said
she, "jes catches young feller as
a boy catches a June bug, and they
ties a string to him for him to buzz
around 'em ontel he can't buzz emmy
longer, and then they lets him go
with the string a hangin' to him for
a eyerlastin' hobble through lite.
Then they catches another one and
sarves him the same way, and so on.
Keep out'n their clutches, Dave. Ef
one of 'em squizzes your hand don't
you squiz back, Or there II be no help
for you" He was beginning to doubt
the soundness of his fathers advice,
WHO, having been occasionally van
ou:shed by his mother, often whisper
ed to him: "David, my son, beware
of winning
Becky Bright had long been "set-
ting her cap,'' as the saying IS, to
catch David Hartman, not as a June
bug, but as a bona fde husband. he
was handsome and Industrious; and
Becky, who was a worthy member OF
the church, had no recollection OF
having heard him use profane Ian
guage. How far she had succeeded
has already been made known. 1t
only remains to be mentioned that IN
spite of the bitterness with which his
sister, Teener, reprenended the con-
duct Of young people, and the eau
tionary whisper of his father to "be-
ware of the winning" new order
of ideas and sentiments were being
developed in his mind and heart, for
the generalization of which the name
poetry, was growing in favor with
him every hour. What were his
etchings on the colored egg? A poem;
-the theme, Glove in a cottage';
and the muse, to whom he appealed
for inspiration, Becky Bright. he
was now an admirer Of beauty; ne
had his standard established, and
that standard was Bekky Bright. he
was going to write a letter,-lt was
to be in poetry, too, and it was to be
addressed to Bekky Bright.