[Samantha at the St. Louis Exposition by Marietta Holley]@TWC D-Link bookSamantha at the St. Louis Exposition CHAPTER VII 12/19
Widder Whisher wuz always kinder soft and she'd made a perfect idol of Reginald, who wuzn't any better than common children so fur as I could see. And after goin' a few steps, Josiah and I in advance, Blandina a little in our rears, who should we see comin' directly towards us but Reginald Heber himself.
He evidently didn't notice who we wuz, but wuz merely takin' note of a new victim, for after takin' fair aim at my stomach he bent his head down and went, "Choo, choo!--choo, choo!" like a engine and run towards me at full speed, and bunted his round shingled head right into my stomach with almost the force of an arrer shot out of a catamount, yellin' all the while like a demon. "Git out of the way, you old four-eyed devil you!" Makin' light of my spectacles, I spoze, though truly I wuz too weak to reason.
After doublin' me up in agony he sought safety in flight.
But my indignant pardner ketched him by his little short-tailed coat and dragged him back to his ma, hollerin' at her: "I'll give you a specimen of your innocent boy! He's jest the kind of an innocent angel I'd love to take a hemlock shingle to, and would, if it wuzn't for makin' talk." And he told the hull thing before I could interfere. She wept afresh, but sez she, lookin' at the whimperin' and strugglin' Reginald H., "How soon the demoralizin' effects of that paper shows----" But Josiah continued on in that same loud axent, his liniment red as blood with anger, "If I had your darling to deal with a spell, there would be a change in him, or a funeral appinted, and the body would be ready at the time sot, I can tell you that!" Josiah wuz fearful excited and by the side of himself.
Such voylent language is almost a perfect stranger to him, but he feared for my bones.
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