Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1915-09-23

you"
The father went home and told his
daughter what took place. and added.
Mighty nice wilder and mighty nice
bread pudding. but of course that
don't settle it"
Nor"
There's the Wilder Cable. I've
been told that she took a prize at
the county fair for her preserves"
1T was for her picked peaches, ia
Their. We have no peaches, and SO
never tried my hand at it."
Seems to be now that it's picked
peaches l sigh for. Seems as If I
had a couple of dozen all at once
would take the edge of my appetite.
Guess I'll load up with some green
stuff in a day Or two and drive down
and see her"
The Widow Cable must not be
sneered at. either. She was nearly
fifty years old, and had split her own
wood, MIXED her own COWS and built
her own fires on hundreds of winter
mornings since her good husband de-
parted this life. She knew Mr.. An
drews very well, and If she had won
dered why he didn't take a second
wife that was no crime on her part.
She simply blushed and picked up
things and Strengthened the chairs
back when she caught sight of him
driving up, and had time to say to
herself before he came in:
my stars, it's the Widower An
drews, and lands only knows why he
has comet"
eve brung you some beets and
squashes and onions, wilder" said
Caleb as he came in.
Then you are a dear, good man.
You know I've no garden"
Cant no lone woman do much
with a garden"
"You are right they can't"
Caleb was not invited to stay to
supper, but, what was just as good,
he was asked to sit down to bread
and butter and picked peaches. A
still, small voice whispered to the
Widow Cable as she was down cellar
getting the peaches that she had bet
ter get an abundance of them while
about it, and she lifted 20 big, rare
ripes out of their bath before she
halted.
Same as you took the prize WITH
asked the widower as his mouth wa
tered at sight Of the peaches.
Picked after the same recipe. ]
hope you will like them"
He did. When he vas through there
were % peach pits lying on his plate
as living proofs that he liked picked
peaches. The edge had been quite
taken off his appetite.
"Widder Gable, l think of gettin
married agin," he said, as he showed
back.
Dear me, but l don't blame you one
single bit" she replied, as she twisted
her apron in delightful embarrass
ment.
Il may call again."
I'D be happy to have you"
Before Caleb got home the "infu
ence" Of those picked peaches had
quite worn off, and he said to his
daughter:
MARY, the Wilder Gable is a nice
woman, and them picked peaches
would make a man kiss his grand
mother for awhile. I'm a heap hun
grier now than before ate EN-. W.
got to try another wilder"
Whom, father"
Wall, there's the Wilder Ransom
They say she makes a cup of tes
that's about as good IS a drink o.
whisky for a man. Mebbe that's what
I need to take the edge off my appe
tite. l reckon I'll drop in on her!"
He dropped. He didn't get supper
but he got a cup Of that celebrated
tea, not one cup, but four! Then hi
was ready to say:
"Widder, / can't g how you have
remained a wilder, maxim such tes
as you do"
"They do say l know how to make
tea better than l know how to make
soft SOAP" she replied.
"Yum! yum! Wilder, / may cal
again"
But he never called again on any
one Of the three widows. He had thu
misfortune to break his leg, and t.
help his daughter nurse him they Sc
cured the services Of an old maid. Oh
the first morning she came he com
planned Of a goneness, and she made
him a platter of hash. An hour aftel
he had downed it he said:
THAT hash was what / had beer
looking for for ten long years. 1t hal
made a new man of me. ] want vol
for my wife!"
Just on account of the hash?" sh'
asked.
NAY. The hash has Just happened
to come first, but love will foller.
1t did, and they have made a yer!
happy couple.
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