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Uncle Josh's Punkin Centre Stories by Cal Stewart
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Henry he must a heered me talkin', cause
he jist cum out and grabbed me by both
hands and sed, "why Josh Weathersby, how
do you do, cum right in." Wall he took
me into the house and introduced me to
more wimmin folks than I ever seen before
in all my life at one time. I guess they were
havin' some kind of society doins at Henry's
house, one old lady sed to me, "my dear
Mr. Weathersby, I am so pleased to meet
you, I've heered Mr. Higgins speak about
you so often." Wall by chowder, I got to
blushin' so it cum pretty near settin' my hair
on fire, but I sed, wall now I'm right glad
to know you, you kind-er put me in mind of
old Nancy Smith down hum, and Nancy,
she's bin tryin' to git married past forty seasons
that I kin remember on. Wall Henry
took me off into a room by myself, and when
I got on my store clothes and my new calf
skin boots, I tell you I looked about as
scrimptious as any of them. Wall they had
a dance, I think they called it a cowtillion,
and that wuz whar I wuz right to hum, I
jist hopped out on the floor, balanced to
partners, swung on the corners, and cut up
more capers than any young feller thar, it
jist looked as if all the ladies wanted to dance
with me. One lady wanted to know if I
danced the german, but I told her I only
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