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MONTICELLO msslss1ppI, FEBRUARY as, 1916.

lher teeth, she was SO bilin' mad, and
/ Jest as soon as she coxld cit breath she
hollered 10 me to be sure never res
ted till | killed ihatyarmint. | sworc
on ihatasnag that I'd grow thin cha.
sin the critter, and she seemed to git
pscified. Well, thar we war, 10 the
stream, and it a leetle too rough TO
swim in easy, so we had to sing out
fur help, and yelled tiill wur well
nigh onto hoarse afore anything Iivin'
stirred about the hnnse; at last t,nigger
Jake came down to the edge of the
river, jest as day was breakin', and
putin his hand over his eyes he hol.
lers-
. "Why, Massa Dan, is dat you wot's
been hollowin' eber so long for some
bodyr'
"You've jest took the notion to
cum and see, lave you, lazy niger.
Now git dug out and come out here
and git your missus and me off these
snags. and do it quick, too, or I'll
make you holler.''
"What, Missus dar, too!'' shouted
the nigger, "wel, dats funny de
Lorm and off the cussed blueskn star
ted fur the the house, and in few
minutes all that could, gathered out TO
see US and laugh at our water Ioca.
tions.
i had BIN gittin' riled by degrees,
and now was gittin at dangerous
pint-the steam began to rise off on
me till thar wur a small fog above my
head, and as the half drunken var
mnts roared laifin', and cracked
their jokes about our courtin' in the
middle of the drink, | got awful excl
ted. "l'll make ribbons Of every mar
among yon," says |, "wl.en | git what
thar's chance TO fight" And ther
the cussed crew roared louder. Ton
Sellers yelled out that we'd been try
in to elope, and this made Molly mad
her daddy got little mad, too, ant
: | bein already mad, thar wur wroth,
trio on Us, and the old fellar said, e
he thought I'd bin playin' a two-faceo
game, and bitin' his friendship like ,
pizen varmint, he'd drop me off the
log was on with ball from his rifle
| Jest told him to fire away and be
d-d, for wur wore out patience
Some of the boys held him while 9th
ers got the dugout and came 10 oul
assistance. ! jest got them to drop
; me on my side of the river, and tc
send over my rifle, and as soon as il
wur on hand unloosed my dog Yelp
and started to wipe ont my disgrace.
That infarnal bar, as soon as be'c
tossed Molly in the stream, started
fur the woods; but as ef he had rea.
soned on the chances, the varmint
came TO the conclusion that he could
not git away, and SO, got into crotch
Of a low tree about aquarter of mile
from ny cabin. Old Ydp smeIlet
him, and as soon as | clapped peeper
on him let silver, when the varmin1
dropped like log,-.I went to hin
and found he'd bin dead for nm hour
Ny little blade couldn't a killed him
SO it's my opinion, clarly entertained
that the owdacious varmint, KNOWN
I'd kill him for his trick, jest climec
} up thar whar | could easy find hlm
and died to spite me!
His hide, and hard swearin, got me
and Molly out of the scrape, and the
lickn' gin Tom Sellers that spring
, has made US good frieds ever sense
He don't once ventur to say any thing
; about that bar scrape. without my per
mission. = 81. Louis Reveille. Nue
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The Wind.
BY PHAZsIA.
!. A child once said TO its father, as ii eel
the play of the morning breeze through ii
waving ringlets: