Samantha at the World's Fair by Marietta Holley
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I see a good-lookin' young chap a-comin' up the path from the front gate with my Josiah, and I hastily but firmly turned my apron the other side out--I had been windin' some blue yarn that day for some socks for my Josiah, and had colored it a little--it wuz a white apron--and then I waited middlin' serene till he come in with him. And lo! and behold! Josiah introduced him as Christopher Columbus Allen, my own cousin on my own side, and also on hisen. He wuz a very good-lookin' chap, some older than Thomas Jefferson, and I do declare if he didn't look some like him, which wouldn't be nothin' aginst the law, or aginst reason, bein' that they wuz related to each other. I wuz glad enough to see him, and I inquired after the relations with considerable interest, and some affection (not such an awful sight, never havin' seen 'em much, but a little, jest about enough). And then I learnt with some sadness that his father and mother had passed away not long before that, and that his sister Isabelle wuz not over well. And there wuz another coincerdence that struck aginst me almost hard enough to knock me down. Isabelle! jest think on't, when my mind wuz on a perfect strain about Isabelle Casteel. Columbus and Isabelle!--the idee! |
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