The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1846-01-30

out of the school house, to look fol
Jim Wright, but Jim had just start.
cd in his little tray--thc swiltcst
craft on the track, 'cept the big hog.
troth--and his buShy red hair wa.
beginning to stream back like ;
blaze OF fire.
Stop cried Doctor Phil, stop
you little sarpint, or III be arter you
and give You the wuSt lickin you ev.
or got in your life Il can't criet
Jim, lookin back, 'thc critters cot
started, and faint no use to try tt
stop her now't she's got the bit il
her teeth
BY the thunder and litenin'!' hol.
Tered Doctor Phil, and stompcd down
his foot and up flew both heels, anC
down he went, backwards, lterwoI.
lop, into the hog troth, and away he
went, with his feet stickin up, right
in Jim'S wake. Jim seed him com
in, and he puts spurs to his horse,
that is to say, he stuck his spike into
the Ice and went ahead, as if he was
'Scaping from a railroad. On went
Doctor Phil like a whirlwind, and he
was ovcrtakiu' Jim, hand over hand.
or rather heels over head, and was
just runnin aioul Of him, when the
troth totchcd a lump of ice and
Shcercd off at tangent. The BOYS
all stopped and looked at the school
master, some on 'cm ecnamost as
tonishcd out Of their breath, and 9TH
crs rcddy to bust a latin. Whiz
went the troth down the stcepest
part of the hill. An old log half bur
ried in the ice, lay right across Doe
tor Phil'spath, and the boys all knew
mighty well what was comm. for
some on 'em had been shiprackcd
on that log alore. Hell get listed,
now sartinn said Sy Harrington.
iumpin up and down, and slappin
his thighs; there he goes, by no.
key and sure huff there he dlH g0.
for the troth struck the log, and lea
ped six foot into the air, THROWN
Doctor Phil ten foot down the hill
whirlin over and over like bozz.
and he never stopped till he went
splash into bilin spring where the
cattle went to drink and had trod it
full of soft mud.
where's the school master %
shouted Jim White, crawlin out of
the snow bank where he had landed
and shakin the snow out of his hair :
'cracky! if didn't think he'd ketch
me one time.
The boys all run to the bilin
spring, and there lay Doctor Phil
Ant'ny, all kivered with mud and
snow, groanin' aloud, and tears of
anger and agony Startin out of his
eyes. His thigh and one rib was
broke. Phil was kind hearted man
and the boys all loved him. lie used
to tdlh savage to us sometimes, but
then he didn't use to hurt us. The
HtIe boys stood round and cried
when Phil told us that his leg was
broke, and the big ones looked sor-
ry, and took hold on him, kecrlul,
and kerricd him to the school-house.
and then pulled him over to fathers
on a hand-sled. Our beloved school
master never got up agin.
Long fingered our poor friend
Upon thu, bed oi pain;
The doctors could no, mend
His shattered uon,s again.
He called his scholars all
Around his DYING bed.
And while our tears dIjial
Thus solcmny he sand;
"My pupils, fare thee well
My race is almost run;
Sadly my heart doth swell,
AS you kiss me one by ono.
When down the school-housc hill
Again you 90 to slide,
Oh LOOK out Tor that cursed log,
And turn your scds aside -
Thcn bowed his head and died.
Tho boys they sobbcd and cried,
And we never rode down that hill
afterwards.