The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1915-08-05
How She
Got Him
By MARTHA v. MONROE


Uncle Cyrus and come to get mar
ried? Well. Ill tell you all about 1t
now. Your uncle was a long, lean.
rawboned young feller, twenty-five
years old, and had the farm walk. l
don't know where our farmer boys git
that walk onless it comes from foller-
In the plow. But Cy was stiddy fel.
ler and had a lot O. stuff in him. l
knew two young women that wanted
him, and made third. But the 9TH
or two was either Of 'em SO much bet
ter fixed than 1 that didn't think
there was any chance for me, though
/ didn't see much prospect of any OF
us havin' him cause he was so mod
est he wouldn't be likely to think any
of us would have him and wouldn't
propose.
One day when I'd been to the store
for some things l wanted and was
walkin' home .Cy come down into the
road by a cow path and jined me.
'Mornin', Miss Harker." he said.
"Mornin', Mr.. Rogers" I answered.
"You got a lot O. red in your cheeks
this mornin'. It's powerful becomin'."
Hk was lookin' at me kind O. admirin'.
Seems to me either the young fellers
about here have mighty poor taste or
you don't want to git married"
"Oh, law sakes! Mr.. Rogers, there's no
one wants to marry girl with no
property of her own and no prospects" I"
would you RELY like to git married?'
"Of course l would. l don't know
any gin that wants to be an old maid;
don't, shore"
'Tf you feel that away I reckon I
kin help you out. I know man that
lost his wife about year ago and
wants to git married to have some un
to take keer of his children. wouldn't
mind introducin' him to YOU"
Fust off 1 was mad at his talkfn'' like
that instead O. wantin' me for him.
self, but purity soon l reckoned he was
so modest that he hadn't the spunk to
put himself forward and was hidin'
himself behind the widower. So l
didn't let on suspected, and l says.
"Mr. Rogers. if you kin get me that
situation I'll be ever so much obleeged
to you"
He didn't look very cheerful at my
bein' willin' to take up with somebody
else, but he didn't say anything except
that he'd bring the widower to see me.
l told him the sooner the better, for l
was gittin' on, and purity soon even a
widower with a hull lot O children
wouldn't look at me.
knew well enough that his widow
er was all in his imagination. When
ever l met Cy after that l asked him
when he was goin' to bring his friend
around. First, it was the spring plant.
in that kept him too busy to do any
thing else; then the wheat had to be
cut, then the corn, and when the crops
was all got in 1 hadn't seen the wild
over at ALL One evenin' when was
drivin' the cows home Cy joined me
on the road. I made up my mind that
I wasn't goin' I'd be foolin' along that
away any longer, so l said, says 1:
"Mr. Rogers, l thort you was goin' to
keep me from bein' an old maid by git
tin rue the position O. mother to a
mans notherless children. I'm mighty
disapp'inted. It's half year since
you made that promise, and you hain't
kept it yit"
"Tain't my fault" says Cy. II made
the promise at the wrong time. Eff a
farmers goin' to promise anything he
oughtn't to do 1t in the spring, when
the summer works jist comm on
81 thort the spring was 1ist the sea-
son for lovemakin'. Eff you'd brought
yer man to see me then like enough
we'd done enough courtin' by this time
to be married"
Cy didn't look very happy over it.
But he didn't seem able to git up
enough courage to 60 on with his way
O. courtin', and l made up my mind to
boost him.
"Tell you what, Mr.. Rogers" l says,
you bring yer man round Saturday
night and III forgive you for all the
time you've wasted. Now. don't you
forget it. Come about 8 o'clock, and
I'll be ready for him."
l smiled at him the best l knowed
how, and jist then we come tothe lane
Beadin' down to the barn, and turned
the cows into it, follerin' 'em myself,
and Cy went on down the road.
When Saturday night come round l
put on my Sunday clothes and made
myself look as well as I could. A
eetle before 8 I see Cy comm down
the road OF course he was alone, for
his wfdower was no more human be-
In than scarecrow in q cornfeld is.
When he knocked at the door l opened
it, and he. bein' alone, said, says /:
where's your man"
Cy was maxim up excuses when
interrupted him with, "Here / am all
dressed I'D to receive lover and