Josiah Allen's Wife as a P. A. and P. I.: Samantha at the Centennial.: Designed As a Bright and Shining Light, to Pierce the Fogs of Error and Injustice That Surround Society and Josiah, and to Bring More Clearly to View the Path That Leads Straight on to Virtue and Happiness.Holley, Marietta
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Josiah Allen's Wife as a P. A. and P. I.: Samantha at the Centennial.: Designed As a Bright and Shining Light, to Pierce the Fogs of Error and Injustice That Surround Society and Josiah, and to Bring More Clearly to View the Path That Leads Straight on to Virtue and Happiness.
Holley, Marietta
Centennial Exhibition (1876 : Philadelphia, Pa.) -- Fiction; Conduct of life -- Fiction; Debates and debating -- Fiction; Humorous stories; Husband and wife -- Fiction; Women's rights -- Fiction
In the back garden is fruit trees of all kinds, and berry vines, and
bushes, and a well of soft water; two acres of land, “be it more or
less: to wit, namely, and so 4th, a runnin’ up to a stake, and back
again, to wit.”
Josiah read it all off to me; he is a great case to read deeds and
insurance papers, and so 4th. He thinks they are dretful agreeable
readin’.
I know when we was first married, and he wanted to use me so awful
well,—bein jest married, he naturally wanted to make himself agreeable
and interestin’ to me—and so to happyfy me and keep me from bein’
homesick, and endear himself still more to me, he would draw out his tin
trunk from under the bed, and read over deeds and mortgages to me by the
hour. But I didn’t encourage him in it, and kinder broke it up; but he
loves to read ’em to this day; and I felt so neat over this contract,
that I let him read the hull thing right through, and was glad to hear
it, though it took him one hour by the clock. He reads slow, and then
there was so many whereases, and namelys, and to wits, that he would git
baulked every few minutes. He would git to wanderin’ round in ’em—git
perfectly lost—and I’d have to lay holt and help him out.
We are goin’ to git a deed of the house, unbeknown to Whitfield and
Tirzah Ann, and make ’em a present of it. They was married the 14th day
of September, at 4 o’clock in the afternoon—jest the time Josiah was
born—so I told Josiah that I would bake up as nice vittles as I could,
and enough of ’em,—enough to last a week or ten days—and we would have
supper all ready in the new house, jest the day of the month and the
time of the day he was born and they was married, and invite ’em over;
and we’d have Thomas Jefferson and Maggie Snow, and the Widder Doodle,
and turn it into a sort of 4th of July,—keep the day in a kind of a
camp-meetin’, holiday style.
I believe in workin’ and earnin’ your honest bread, etc. and so 4th; but
still, I believe in makin’ things agreeable and pleasant, very. We
Americans, as a nation, are a dretful anxious-lookin’, hard-workin’,
long-faced, ambitious, go-ahead race, and we tackle a holiday as if it
was a hard day’s work we had got to git through with jest as quick as we
could; and we face enjoyments with considerable the same countenance we
do funerals. But I am layin’ out now to take a good deal of comfort the
14th of next September, Providence permittin’.
I think a sight of Tirzah Ann. I’ve done well by her, and she sees it
now; she thinks a sight of old mother, I can tell you. She enjoys
middlin’ poor health, now-a-days, and her pa and I feel anxious about
her, and we talk about her a good deal nights, after we git to bed; and
I wake up and think of her considerable, and worry.
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