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Updated: June 27, 2025
Is old Bill going to ship beeves to Kansas City again this spring, Jud? "That was all the pancake specifications I could get that night. I didn't wonder that Jackson Bird found it uphill work. So I dropped the subject and talked with Uncle Emsley for a while about hollow-horn and cyclones. And then Miss Willella came and said 'Good-night, and I hit the breeze for the ranch.
Start her off, now pound of flour, eight dozen eggs, and so on. How does the catalogue of constituents run? "'Excuse me for a moment, please, says Miss Willella, and she gives me a quick kind of sideways look, and slides off the stool. She ambled out into the other room, and directly Uncle Emsley comes in in his shirt sleeves, with a pitcher of water.
I rode over to see her once every week for a while; and then I figured it out that if I doubled the number of trips I would see her twice as often. "One week I slipped in a third trip; and that's where the pancakes and the pink-eyed snoozer busted into the game. "That evening, while I set on the counter with a peach and two damsons in my mouth, I asked Uncle Emsley how Miss Willella was.
But every time I would say 'pancakes' she would get sort of remote and fidgety about the eye, and try to change the subject. If I held her to it she would slide out and round up Uncle Emsley with his pitcher of water and hip-pocket howitzer. "One day I galloped over to the store with a fine bunch of blue verbenas that I cut out of a herd of wild flowers over on Poisoned Dog Prairie.
"There was a girl standing there an imported girl with fixings on philandering with a croquet maul and amusing herself by watching my style of encouraging the fruit canning industry. "I slid off the counter and delivered up my shovel to Uncle Emsley. "'That's my niece, says he; 'Miss Willella Learight, down from Palestine on a visit. Do you want that I should make you acquainted?
"About three in the afternoon I throwed my bridle rein over a mesquite limb and walked the last twenty yards into Uncle Emsley's store. I got up on the counter and told Uncle Emsley that the signs pointed to the devastation of the fruit crop of the world.
"'The Holy Land, I says to myself, my thoughts milling some as I tried to run 'em into the corral. 'Why not? There was sure angels in Pales Why, yes, Uncle Emsley, I says out loud, 'I'd be awful edified to meet Miss Learight. "So Uncle Emsley took me out in the yard and gave us each other's entitlements. "I never was shy about women.
Jackson Bird has been courting Willella ever since that day he took her out riding. "'Then, says I, in a kind of yell, 'what was all this zizzaparoola he gives me about pancakes? Tell me that. "When I said 'pancakes' Uncle Emsley sort of dodged and stepped back. "'Somebody's been dealing me pancakes from the bottom of the deck, I says, 'and I'll find out. I believe you know.
I rode over to see her once every week for a while; and then I figured it out that if I doubled the number of trips I would see her twice as often. "One week I slipped in a third trip; and that's where the pancakes and the pink-eyed snoozer busted into the game. "That evening, while I set on the counter with a peach and two damsons in my mouth, I asked Uncle Emsley how Miss Willella was.
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