My opinions and Betsy Bobbet'sDesigned as a beacon light, to guide women to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, but which may be read by members of the sterner sect, without injury to themselves or the book . a little ways fromus, and Shakespeare Bobbet who stood by a basketfull of things, hitched on a long huzzy all made ofdifferent kinds of calico, and it went up a danglinover our heads. As he ketched sight of it, BrotherWesley Minkley started up and says he, to Betsey intones that would be replied to, What does that mean ? Says Betsey in almost tremblin tones, They payten cents for
My opinions and Betsy Bobbet'sDesigned as a beacon light, to guide women to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, but which may be read by members of the sterner sect, without injury to themselves or the book . a little ways fromus, and Shakespeare Bobbet who stood by a basketfull of things, hitched on a long huzzy all made ofdifferent kinds of calico, and it went up a danglinover our heads. As he ketched sight of it, BrotherWesley Minkley started up and says he, to Betsey intones that would be replied to, What does that mean ? Says Betsey in almost tremblin tones, They payten cents for fishin once. Then says he in tones that sounded some likedistant thunder, Do they know what they are goin to get for thiermoney ? No sir, says she, and she quailed to that extentthat I almost pitied her. More ffamblin ! he cried in fearful tones. And o then he sprung for the huzzy, and shouted up the gal-lery to Shakespeare Bobbet, I forbid you to draw upthis huzzy another step. I forbid this huzzy to bedrawed up an inch further. He hung on to the THE CillAli ii.\(,S AND ill /./IKS OVEUCOMi:. 213 huxxv with both hands, and >ays lie —with tin- tin- ufhis old ibre^raiidfather in his eye (who was an orderly. TIIK KlJiKK ON THE in the Revolution) Ill see if there isto he huxxies gainhled for in this wav. Ill see ifthere is i-oin1 to be such shameless doins in niv */ church! For the next half hour confusion rained. J)ut pureprinciple conquered. In the language of scri])tureslightly altered to suit the occasion, IK- overthrewthe grab ba-->, and dmve out the hu/xies and lishhooks. AVhen peace rained airin, I gra>]ed holt of his hand, and says I almost warmly, » . » You ha\e done a job brother, some folks may call it pious gambling but I never believed in it/9* MATCH MAKING. Wlritfield Minkley come up at that very minute, andsays he, That is jest as I think, says he, in the lan-guage of Shakespeare, It is stealin the livery horsesof heaven, to carry the dev
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