Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 July 1884 — “A Darter uv My Own.” [ARTICLE]

“A Darter uv My Own.”

According to the Hour, Sam Kimper was a ferryman on a western river, who, although much addicted to drinking, was a good, straightforward fellow, always courteous and correct in his dealings. One night as ho was “poling” a man and a woman in a buggy across; the river he heard her say, “What will my fater think?” Further talk ensued* during which he recognized the voice of a doctor’s daughter living a few miles down stream. He did not like the man’s voice and was confirmed in his prejudice when the fellow began talking about going to Cincinnati and not letting her father know of their movements for a week. The girl began crying and the fellow answered roughly. She begged him to take her back home. “Take you back home,” said he in a rough laugh. “Let a bird out of a cage; after you have fairly caught it ? Oh, no! I love you too well forthat.” By this time the boat was nearly across the riter, and Sam said to the stranger “Mister, the current’s pocty swift today ; there’s a right smart freshet on. Recon I’ll have to ask you to make the lines fast ashore while I hold the boat agin the bank.” The man got out and stood at the bow of the boat. Sam; poled it against the bank with such violence that over went the man on to the shore. Sam let the boat drift away and turned to the girl, amidst the howls and curses of the man in the water, said: “Reckon ye don’t want him, no more, do ye?” "No! no,” she exclaimed. The gild being in doubt about her ability to drive home, even after she had reached the other shore,. Sam let his boat go down the stream. “What are you going to do ?” asked the girl. Boat ye down to the steamboat landin’fur your town.” “That will be; a dreadful lot of work all for a silly girl.” “I’ve got a darter uv my own,*' said he. Pretty soon he stopped poling, and the girl said he must be very tired. “Not a bit of it‘” said Sam. “I’m! slowin’ up so’s to reach there abouti dusk.” “Just what I wanted to ask you to do,” said the girl. “Thought so,” said Sam. “I’ve got a darter uv my own.” Every thing was favorable, and no'one saw the carriage drive off the boat. The girl promised that her father should pay Sam handsomely. “I don’t want bis money,” said Sain. “I’ve got a darter ,uV my own. There’s one thing I do want,” said Sam; “if doctors don’t know good stuff from bad, nobody does, an’ of he could send me a good solid drink o’ somethin’ seein’ ’twill take me two or three hours to pole the boat back.” The promise was rfeadily given and in a few minutes down came the doctor with a bottle of brandy and; two men tc pole the boat back; but Sam said the brandy would be more useful as well as better company. The doctor wanted to know how he could; repay him and Sam answered, “You can repay me in kind, es ye ever get a chance. I’ve got a darter uv my own, ye know.” Thebe are no persons more solicitous about the preservation of rank than those who have no rank at all. Observe the humors of a country chris- : tening, and you will find no court ini Christendom so ceremonious as the quality of Brentford.— Shcnstpne. A woman in Florida, named Cross, gave birth to an infant son which, weighed only one pound. That Cross; wasn’t hard to bear. An oat is Letter than a wink to • bind horse.