The Squatter's Daughter

Arkanpaw Traveler. "Light and look at y er saddle," said the squatter's daughter, as a man stopped at the fenoe. The man, who had been several weeks in the neighborhood, and who had become so wellacquainted with the girl that her handtome face was ever before him, advanced to where she was sitting, and lingeritigly shook the hand which she extended him: "How are you, Eruily?" "Fust rate; never feit better nor had toss." "Where's all the folks?" "Scattered. Dad's gone to the stillhouse, mam's gone to a quiltin', Bob s lyin' round loóse somevvhere, and Dick's drunk, I speek." 'Emily,'' said the visitor, seating hiruself in the doorway, "don't you know that dressed in anything like a stylish way you would be one of the hand som est giils I ever saw?" "Wall, Lor', I hadn't thought about it." "Wouldn't you like to wear fine dresses?" "Now, you' re shoutiu'." "And have a good education?" "I don't kere so much about the eddyeation. 'cause I'm sorter 'spicious about book sense Real oíd hoss sense is the kind to have, an' ef a persou's got the hoss sense, he don't need the book larnin', an' ef he hain't got the hoss sense he can't take the book larnin' to any greatihakes." 'You are mistaken. Education accomplishes wonders, and without our great colleges and schools this entire country would soon be worse than it waswhen lirst discovered." "I know jes' what I'm er talkin' about," she replied, "an' thar ain't no usen you tryin' ter talk book larnin' agin me, 'case I'se got the figgers. A mighty eddycated feller come to see me fur a long time, an' folks 'lowedwe'd marry, an' I reckin we would ef it hadn t er been that his eddyeation proved o be a f ailure. One day at a log roilin', Tony Di f er. the runt of the neighborhood, arter hearin' my eddycated man blow a powerful chance, went up to him an' said: "Look a hear cap'n-you've been talkin' 'bout your eddyeation for some time, now I want to show you that it don't amount to nothin', an' tellin' the smart man to cut his capers, Tony grabbed him. They scuffed aroun' a wbile, an' finally Tony flung him. Tony don't know a letter in the book, and when it was diskivered that the fellow's eddyeation didn't amount to anythin', pap he come home an' sez, 'Eniily, that smart man o1 yourn was flung down jes' now by Tonj' Diver. Ef ver marry him, I'U drive yer from under my roof an' you shan't come back no mo'.' 'Pap.' s'I, 'I ain'L a goin' ter tting myself away.' " "Emily Uo you think that you could live happily with him?" "Look a hcre. if Gabe Johnson knowed that yer was er tal kin" ter me that er way he'd chawycr mane." "What, are you ecgaged tohim?" "It hits me that 'er way." "I must say that I don't think he's- " "Hole on right thar. Didn't he whip the preacher at Dry Fork tother day, an' did'nt he slap the jaw offen the County Judge? Yer can't set here an' talk about a man with such 'complishments. Get on that hoss an' mosey. "