River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1916-07-20
OBED'S HARD LUCK
STRING OF MISFORTUNES RE-
VoLVING AROUND BUGGY.
All Dated Back to the Foolish Idea
lie Had That His Wife Would Not
Have Her Own Way
in the End.

"What do you do, Caleb" Obed
Quincy demanded anxiously of Mr..
Peaslee, whom he found sitting under
the shade of the big maple tree in
front of his house, when you think
one way and your wife thinks another
about anything?"
"Well, in a case like that" replied
Caleb, pursuing his lips judicially, I'VE
commonly split the diff'rence-and |
come round to her way Of thinking.
I've found out / get long easier that
way"
Obed slowly polished the back of one
hand with the palm Of the other and
gazed modify at the ground.
Well" he replied at last, 1--WE had
some talk day or so ago bout gettin'
the buggy painted"
WELL" prompted Caleb a little i'm
patiently, what about it?"
Obed reused himself. "Pd kind of
sot my mind on the color I wanted it,
but I hadn't gone so far as to tell her
bout it," he explained. 81 thought
perhaps | wouldn't. 1 thought some
day when l want busy I'd haul the
buggy down to Dan Mobiles paint shop
and set him to work on it-tell him to
paint the runnin' gear either red or
yaller and the body q real dark blue"
Il fggered," Obed went on, that
mebbe 'twOuld be as well if / didn't
take my wife to Bangor with me when
l bought the paint; so [ went out and
dug some of my early p'taters to haul
in-I knew she wouldn't ride in on no
p'tater wagon. The p'taters want
much morn half growed and they
didn't fetch much more'n half price,
but [ figgered l cd afford to lose a lit
tie sOmethin' on the p'taters for the
sake of gettin' the kind of paint
wanted 'thOut havin' to argue.
1T took me some time to get rid of
my p'taters, and, as matter of fact,
lost more on 'em than / had to pay for
the paint, and that CALLED me some.
When | got home l got the paint on
loaded Off'n the wagon fore she got
out to the barn-she most always
comes out to see if I've forgot any
thing she's sent for. But I hadn't for
got anything for a wonder, so that
part was all right.
"Come mOrnin', I went out to the
carriage house to get out the buggy
and haul it down to Noble's-and, Ca
1eb, there want a sign of a buggy
there! l couldn't understand it, and
went into the house to ask bout it.
She was wOrkin' at the sink, and she
never even turned round when I asked
her where the buggy was.
1.-THE buggy's down to Dan Mobiles
bein' painted = she snaps, and 1 b'lieve
I heard my jaw click when it dropped
open.
"'Well, good land!' says I. Then
what in tunket am l gOin' to do with
all the paint I bought?
"'Well,' says she, you en- do any
thing you're a-mind to with it. 1t
wouldn't have gone on to that buggy,
anyway. | en- see through you like so
much sunshine she says, and l knew
a week ago what you was callatin' to
do. So yesterday says she, I had
Dan Noble come up here and get that
buggy, and by this time he's got the
fust coat on to it-and it's black paint,
too. You can do what you like with
them fancy colors of yours she says.
$50 the upshot is, I've dug a load
of p'taters and sold 'em for half price,
and I've got two cans of paint that
d'knOw's l can sell at all, and I lost
my days work-and | amt goin' to
have the buggy painted the way
want it, after all.
Il guess your ways bout as good
as any," Obed concluded resignedly.-
Youths Companion.