Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 39, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 February 1912 — THE WAY WITH HANNAH [ARTICLE]

THE WAY WITH HANNAH

Was Not a Girl For Style Yet Quite I Sot in Her Way. “Got anything iur a gal?” he asked o* the girl behind the counter loaded with Christmas toys. —•-——h “How old a girl?” was asked. __ - spring if~sbegete over the measles all right, and the doctor says she’s gainin' on ’em every day.®—"And do you want to buy her a Christmas present?” “I dew. I'm goin’ to marry her in May if sumthin* don’t bust, and I want to make her a mighty nice present. Poor Hanner! She jest lays right thar and moans and sighs and fights the measles, and 1 want to prove my love.” “How would something in jewelry do?” asked the girl. “She don’t keer iur jewelry.” “You might buy her an umbrella. A lady’s umbrella always makes a nice present.” “She never uses one, except to hit the dog. or cat with. She’s no gal to put on style.” "An album or some book would be a suitable present.” . —■— —— “Yes, but she don’t keer fur ’em. I bought her an album once and she used it to prop up the leg of the kitchen stove. She’s no reader, either. When she ain’t workin’ she likes to sit and hold hands and eat candy. I’d ruther not buy anythin’ ’tall than git sumthin’ she don’t want.” “How would a comb for the hair do? queried the girl, as she looked about, “She don’t use ’em,” replied the young man, as he fondled a ready made elephant which could move its trunk. “She jest makes her h’ar all frizzy and let’s it go at that. Kin that mewl be used as a pincus_hlQn?”_. “She could fix it for a cushion, but you wouldn’t buy a mule for a young woman, would you?” "I dunno. Mewls ar’ sot, ain’t they?” “I think so.” “Well, that’s the way with Hanner. She gits sot every week or two, and it’s the hardest kind o’ work to unsot her. What’s the price?” “Twenty cents.” “That’s about my Agger. She kin fix it up and stand it on her buro. Whenever she sees it she will think o’ me and her sotness.” “It don’t seem to me that you are selecting the right thing,” returned the salesgirl.

“That’s ’cause you don’t know Hanner,” he replied. “While she has the measles she kin keep it on her pillar and pull the string and make him kick. That’ll take her mind oft her sickness. When she gets well she kin make it into a pincushion or stand it on the parlor organ fur bric-a-brac. I’ll take the mewl. He looks sot and ylt he looks humble. Mebbe his humbleness will melt her heart a leetle." "You evidently love your Hannah very much!’’ "You’ve hit the bullseye, sis! I’ve stood by Hanner through chicken pox, whoopin’ cough and sore eyes, and I’m with her four times a day while she’s down with the measles. Love her! You bet your life I dew, and though she’s sot in her ways and needs new teeth, she returns my love and Is mine agin’ the world. Here’s your cash and give me the mewl, and sumthin’ tells me I’ve struck it right and the blamed thing in goin’ to bring two loving hearts so clus together that thar won’t be room fur ribs and vest buttons between!” —The Idler. ‘