Tirzah Ann's summer trip, and other sketchesHolley, Marietta
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Tirzah Ann's summer trip, and other sketches
Holley, Marietta
American fiction -- 19th century
Wall, jist as soon as the house wus done, he sot out to find some one
to occupy it, for that man couldn’t seem to wait a minute. I told him
to keep cool. Says I, “You’ll make money by it, if you do.” But no; he
couldn’t wait till somebody came to him, and kept inquirin’ ’round; and
one day he came home from Janesville tickled most to death, seemingly.
He’d rented the house to a Mr. Bamber; the bargain wus all made.
Says I, coldly, “Is it the Bamberses that used to live in Loon Town?”
“Yes,” says he. “And they are splendid folks, Samantha; and I have made a
splendid bargain; they are goin’ to give me fifty dollars a year for the
house and garden. What do you think now? I never should have known they
wus a-lookin’ for a house, if I hadn’t been a-enquirin’ round. What do
you think, now, about my keepin’ cool?”
Says I, mildly, but firmly, “My mind hain’t changed from what it wus more
formally.”
“Wall, what do you think, now, about my lettin’ the old house run down,
when I can make fifty dollars a year, clean gain, besides more’n three
times that in solid comfort, a-neighborin’.”
Says I, firm as a rock, “My mind hain’t changed, Josiah Allen, so much as
the width of a horse-hair.”
Says he, “I always said, and knew, that wimmin hadn’t got no heads. But
it is aggravatin’, it is awful aggravatin’, when enybody has made such
a bargain as I have, to not have enybody’s wife appreciate it. And I
should think it wus about time to have supper, if you are goin’ have any
to-night.”
I calmly rose, and put on the tea-kettle, and never disputed a word with
him about whether I had a head, or not. Good Lord: I knew I had one,
and what was the use of arguin’ about it? I never said a word, but I
kept a-thinkin’ I had heard of the Bamberses before. It had come right
straight to me: Miss Ebenezer Scwelz, she that was Nably Spink’s nephew’s
wife’s stepmother, Miss Bumper, lived neighbors to ’em, and she had told
me, Nably had, that them Bamberses wus shiftless creeters.
But the bargain wus all made, and there wuzn’t no use in saying anything,
and I knew if I should tell Josiah what I had heard, he’d only go to
arguin’ agin that I hadn’t no head. So I didn’t say nothin’, and the very
next day they moved in. They had been stayin’ a spell to her folks’es, a
little way beyond Janesville. They said the house they had been livin’ in
at Loon Town was so uncomfortable, they couldn’t stay in it a day longer.
But we heard afterward, Miss Scwelz heard right from Miss Bumpers’es own
lips, that they wus smoked out, the man that owned the house had to smoke
’em out to get rid of ’em.
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