Wall, we descended from the cars and went to the boardin’ place provided for us beforehand by the look out of friends. It wuz a good place, there haint no doubt of that, good folks; good fare and clean.
Ardelia parted away from us at the depo. She wuz a goin’ to board to a smaller boardin’ house kep’ by a second cousin of her father’s brother’s wife’s aunt. It wuz her father’s request that she should get her board there on account of its bein’ in the family. He loved “to see relations hang together;” so he said, and “get their boards of each other.” But I thought then, and I think now, that it wuz because they asked less for the board. Deacon Tutt is close. But howsumever Ardelia went there, and my companion and me arrove at the abode where we wuz to abide, with no eppisode only the triflin’ one of the driver bein’ dretful mistook as to the price he asked to take us there.
I thought, and Josiah thought, that 50 cents wuz the outlay of expendatur he required to carry us where we would be; it wuz but a short distance. But no! He said that 5 dollars wuz what he said, that is, if we heard anything about a 5. But he thought we wuz deef, and dident hear him. He thought he spoke plain, and said 4 dollars for the trip.
And on that price he sot down immovible. They arged, and Josiah Allen even went so far as to use language that grated on my nerve, it wuz so voyalent and vergin’ on the profane. But there the man sot, right onto that price, and he had to me the appeerance of one who wuz goin’ to sot there on it all night. And so rather than to spend the night out doors, in conversation with him, he a settin’ on that price, and Josiah a shakin’ his fist at it, and a jawin’ at it, I told Josiah that he had better pay it. And finally he did, with groanin’s that could hardly be uttered.
Wall, after supper (a good supper and enough on’t), Josiah proposed that we should take a short walk, we two alone, for Ardelia wuz afar from us, most to the other end of the village, either asleep or a writin’ poetry, I didn’t know which, but I knew it wuz one or the other of ’em. And I wuz tired enough myself to lay my head down and repose in the arms of sleep, and told my companion so, but he said:
“Oh shaw! Let old Morpheus wait for us till we get back, there’ll be time enough to rest then.”
Josiah felt so neat, that he wuz fairly beginnin’ to talk high learnt, and classical. But I didn’t say nothin’ to break it up, and tied on my bonnet with calmness (and a double bow knot) and we sallied out.
Soon, or mebby a little after, for we didn’t walk fast on account of my deep tucker, we stood in front of what seemed to be one hull side of a long street, all full of orniments and open work, and pillows, and flowers, and carvin’s, and scallops, and down between every scollop hung a big basket full of posys, of every beautiful color under the heavens. And over all, and way back as fur as we could see, wuz innumerable lights of every color, gorgeousness a shinin’ down on gorgeousness, glory above, a shinin’ down on glory below. And sweet strains of music wuz a floatin, out from somewhere, a shinin’ somewhere, renderin’ the seen fur more beautiful to all 4 of our wraptured ears.
And Josiah sez, as we stood there nearly rooted to the place by our motions, and a picket fence, sez he dreamily,