The Grinder Papers — page 244: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

THE GRINDER PAPERS. 239 NUMBER TWENTY-NINE. MISS GRINDER PREVENTS A RASH ACT. A spell ago there come tu the dooro’ Liberty Ann Bolivar. where I’m at present residin’, a boy with tickets for an excursion oO a pious ‘natur’ that the Baptist meetin’-us was about tu hey. I've allers had an attendance tu pietude, and when I onderstood how't there was music by the band, and ice cream, and straw- berries, and cold turkey, and a openin’ address by the Reverend Mister Quail, why, I bought a ticket. Didn't calkerlate at that time how’t all the goodies was ‘‘extry,” and ther warn’t nothin’ but the address in with the ticket, nor how’t they’d rig up a little gal with flowers and ribbons fur tu collect after the band played. — But I was besot tu go, and I went. | I put on my yaller muslin, and a blue bunnit, and my red Merino shawl, fur fear it should blow up cold, and I calkerlated tu enjoy myself. ’Tain’t necessary tu say howt I didn’t. Hu- man hopes is futile, especially when they’re founded onto prom- ° 1ses, As fur the jaunt, that was well enough, ef it hadnt ben fur the scroudging ; but when it come tu eatin’—-you was obleeged Gomicboo cS €oO