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, sure enough, I couldn't dispute her. Trouble and wrongs and
sufferin's seemed to be epidemic in the race of Burpy wimmen. Why, one
of her aunts on her father's side, Patty Burpy, married for her first
husband Eliphalet Perkins. He was a minister, rode on a circuit. And he
took Patty on it too; and she rode round with him on it, a good deal of
the time. But she never loved to: she wus a woman who loved to be still,
and be kinder settled down at home.
But she loved Eliphalet so well, she would do any thing to please him:
so she rode round with him on that circuit, till she was perfectly
fagged out.
He was a dretful good man to her; but he wus kinder poor, and they had
hard times to get along. But what property they had wuzn't taxed, so
that helped some; and Patty would make one doller go a good ways.
No, their property wasn't taxed till Eliphalet died. Then the supervisor
taxed it the very minute the breath left his body; run his horse, so it
was said, so's to be sure to get it onto the tax-list, and comply with
the law.
You see, Eliphalet's salary stopped when his breath did. And I s'pose
mebby the law thought, seem' she was a havin' trouble, she might jest as
well have a little more; so it taxed all the property it never had taxed
a cent for before.
But she had this to console her anyway,--that the law didn't forget her
in her widowhood. No: the law is quite thoughtful of wimmen, by spells.
It says, the law duz, that it protects wimmen. And I s'pose in some
mysterious way, too deep for wimmen to understand, it was protectin' her
now.
Wall, she suffered along, and finally married agin. I wondered why she
did. But she was such a quiet, home-lovin' woman, that it was s'posed
she wanted to settle down, and be kinder still and sot. But of all the
bad luck she had! She married on short acquaintance, and he proved to be
a perfect wanderer. Why, he couldn't keep still. It was s'posed to be a
mark.
He moved Patty thirteen times in two years; and at last he took her into
a cart,--a sort of a covered wagon,--and travelled right through the
Eastern States with her. He wanted to see the country, and loved to
live in the wagon: it was his make. And, of course, the law give him the
control of her body; and she had to go where he moved it, or else part
with him. And I s'pose the law thought it was guardin' and nourishin'
her when it was a joltin' her over them praries and mountains and
abysses. But it jest kep' her shook up the hull of the time.
It wus the regular Burpy luck.
[Illustration: PATTY AND HUSBAND TRAVELLING IN THE FAR WEST.]
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