The Queen of the Swamp, and other plain AmericansCatherwood, Mary Hartwell
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The Queen of the Swamp, and other plain Americans
Catherwood, Mary Hartwell
Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
“Seem-me-like you ain’t no good judge of that, Lucy,” bantered Mr.
Plankson.
“It’s Emeline Smith that’s the judge,” thrust in his wife.
Miss Lucy contemplated silently.
“I was thinkin’ of Jaw-awn and Sue Emma,” she said; and the other three
composed themselves to hear the facts concerning the man from the
Spanish war. With a rustle like that of a congregation settling to the
sermon after preliminaries, they moved their feet and hands and waited
on Miss Lucy.
“I was against the match, for Sue Emma had been married, and was
through with it. Her man died and left her with a farm and two
children; and a widow well fixed is a sight better off than a married
woman.”
Mrs. Plankson gave involuntary assent and then glanced with oblique
apprehension at her husband, whose will was made in her favor.
“But Sue Emma wasn’t of Yankee stock like the Ellison girls. She felt
pestered to get along by herself.”
“Seem-me-like a man always is needed on a farm,” put in Mr. Plankson.
“Sue Emma thought that-a-way. But I talked reel plain to her when she
took up with Jaw-awn. I hadn’t nothing against Jaw-awn, except he was
a man. He was without property, but he was mighty good to Sue Emma and
the children. Seem-like he thought as much of the children as he did of
her. And when they had been married a couple of years and the new baby
come, Jaw-awn would have been tickled to death if it hadn’t been for
losin’ it and Sue Emma. Now that woman might have been livin’ to-day
if she had let men alone. But Jaw-awn was a great hand for his folks.
I thought he would go crazy. Seem-like he could neither lay nor set
when he come home from buryin’ Sue Emma and the baby; but just wandered
around, Lolly Loo and the little boy holdin’ one onto each of his
hands.”
“Lolly Loo?” challenged Mrs. Plankson. “What-for name is that?”
“Laura Louise; but they called her Lolly Loo. Jaw-awn nacherly had to
have folks to do for. I believe he would have got along reel well with
the children, if he had been let alone; for he was a good manager.
“But Sue Emma’s father and mother moved right onto the place after
the funeral, and the first thing they done was to turn Jaw-awn out. I
suppose he had rights in law, but he didn’t make no stand for rights;
what he seemed to want was folks. He’d been an orphan-like, without
father or mother, and knocked around the world and got kind of homesick
clean through. Gettin’ Sue Emma and her children was the same to him
as comin’ into a fortune, and when he was throwed out of them he give
up.
“The children, they felt terrible, for they thought so much of Jaw-awn;
and cried and begged.
“‘Jaw-awn won’t be no trouble, grammaw,’ says Lolly Loo. ‘I can cook
enough for Jaw-awn to eat, if you let him stay.’
“But the old couple, they up and throwed him out. And when he stopped
here on his way to Springfield I could see the man was clean broke down.
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