Sweet Cicely — or Josiah Allen as a PoliticianHolley, Marietta
Religion
Sweet Cicely — or Josiah Allen as a Politician
Holley, Marietta
Methodist Church (U.S.) -- Fiction; Temperance and religion -- Fiction; Women -- Suffrage -- Fiction
And such manners as that clever critter showed then! He said he was a
calculatin' to get his whiskers cut that very day, and it was all for
the best; he persumed they wus singed off in jest the shape he wanted
'em: and as for his nose, he wus always ashamed of it; it wus always too
long, and he should be glad if there wus a piece gone off of it: Josiah
had done him a favor to help him get rid of a piece of it.
Why, when Josiah told it all over to me after he come down, I told him
“I believed sunthin' would happen to that man before long. I believed he
wus too good for earth.”
Josiah can't bear to hear me praise up any mortal man only himself, and
he muttered sunthin' about “he bet he wouldn't be so tarnel good after
'lection.”
But I wouldn't hear 110 such talk; and says I,--
“If there wus ever a saint on earth, it is Elburtus Smith Gansey;” and
says I, “If you try to vote for anybody else, I'll know the reason why.”
“Wall, wall! who said I wus a goin' to? I shall probable vote in the
family; but he hain't no more saint than I be.”
I gin him a witherin' look; but, as it wus dark as pitch in the room,
he didn't act withered any. And I spoke out agin, and says I, in a low,
deep voice,--
“If it wus one of the relations on your side, Josiah Allen, you would
say he acted dretful good.”
And he says, “There is such a thing, Samantha, as bein' _too_ good--too
_dumb_ good.”
I didn't multiply any more words with him, and we went to sleep.
Wall, that is jest the way that feller acted for the next five days.
Why, the neighbors all got to lovin' him so, why, they jest about
worshipped him. And Josiah said that there wuzn't no use a talkin',
Elburtus would get the nomination unanimous; for everybody that had
seen him appear (and he had been all over the town appearing to 'em, and
endearin' himself to 'em, cleer out beyond Jonesville as far as Spoon
Settlement and Loontown), why, they jest thought their eyes of him, he
wus so thoughtful and urbane and helpful. Why, there hain't no tellin'
how much helpfuler he wuz than common folks, and urbaner.
Why, Josiah and me drove into Jonesville one day towards night; and
Elburtus had been there all day. Josiah had some cross-gut saws that he
wanted to get filed, and had happened to mention it before Elburtus; and
nothin' to do but he must go and carry 'em to the man in Jonesville that
wus goin' to do it, and help him file 'em. Josiah told him we wus goin'
over towards night with the team, and could carry 'em as well as not;
and he hadn't better try to help, filin' saws wus such a sort of a
raspin' undertakin'. But Elburtus said “he should probably go through
more raspin' jobs before he died, or got the nomination; and Josiah
could have 'em to bring home that night.” So he sot out with 'em walkin'
a foot.
[Illustration: ELBERTUS APPEARIN']
Wall, when we drove in, I see Elburtus a liftin' and a luggin', a
loadin' a big barrell into a double wagon for a farmer; and I says,--
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