Democratic Sentinel, Volume 22, Number 4, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 January 1898 — AUNTY’S LOVE CHARM. [ARTICLE]

AUNTY’S LOVE CHARM.

Wanted It Ho She Wouldn’t Dialike Iler Old Mun Any More. It was an elderly colored woman, with a determined air, whom Mm physician found waiting in his office. “Want to see me, aunty?’’ he inquir'd. "Yassuh; I’s been waitin’ hyuh fol) mos’ an hour.” “Are you sick?” “ ’Deed I is.” “What is It this time-chills and fever;' “No. 'Taln’t chills an’ fever, nor yit rheumatism. But I’s pow’ful sick, an’ I want a puhseription. I want, you ter see es yoh knln’t put me up er lovechahm. 1 was goln’ to a. reg'hir dliahm doebull, but I wanted dlsluire job done puh'tlc'lar, an' 1 doesn’t like ter trust It ter anyliody ’ceppln’ somebody wlf book-knowledge.” “Why, aunty! The idea of a woman of your age having any such uonsen steal Ideas. I’m ashamed of you." " 'Taln’t no nonsenslcality,” she sturdily protested "I wants yer to put up dat love-eliuhm, an’ I want, yer to make It strong, 'case it’s gwinter take a mighty pow’ful dose ter 'compllsh any good.” "Ih anybody trying to run off with your .husband?” “ 'Deed dey fsn'. Der ain’ nobody wlf dat little sense." “You surely aren’t trying to win the affections of anybody else." “No, sub. I’s won mo’ 'feetions dan I knows whut ter do -wlf now.” ' l or whom do you want this charm, then ?” “Eoh me. I’s gwlnter take It myse’f. I’s done married de man, an’ it’s mer duty ter put up wit 'ls no-’cauntness. It’s him dat I’s sick of. I’s glttin’ ter dislike ’lm mo’ an’ mo l , an’ es I doesn’ take medicine fur it mighty soon, dab’s gwineter be trouble.”