Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1849-08-02
lose her; and here tear leaked gu. of each cor

lose ner; and here tear leaked out OF each cor
her of the captains eyes.
Oh, captain said Betsy, half shutting one eye,
and looking quizzical; thars so many good look
ing young fellows about, hate to give 'emup |
like you captain. but thar's Bill Edwards and Jet
Wallis and Jim Sparks, and
Good lookin'! Jet Wallis and Jim Sparks
Why, Jets mouth is no better than hole made in
the fore part Of his head with claw hammer
and as for Jim Sparks, he's got the face of tar
rier dog
DO you count yourself good lookin . asked
Betsey with great naiuette.
Gal replied Suggs with dignity. did you
ever see me in my uniform with my silver eppo-
lets on my shoulders and my red sash round my
waist and the sword that Governor Bagby give
me, with the gold scabbard ahangn.'
Just at this moment step was heard, and be-
fore the captain and Betsey had recovered from the
shock fthe intrusion, sheriff Ellis stepped into
the boat, and asserted that Suggs was his pris-
oner
'Treed at last said the captain but it's no
use frettn'; the ways of Providence is mysterious.
but whar did you cross, Ellis y -
fishin' with Betsey. I'll turn the kunnoe loose,
and Bets will take US across. / crossed at Ham
bricks ferry, left my horse on tother side, and
come down on you like mink on satin lien
Come come! its time we were off to Dadesville.'
Providence is agin me- sighed the captain !;
I'm pulled up with a short jerk in the middle of
my kurreer. Well butt he continued musing-
II . fol bo
in takin' all chances-I amt in Jail yet
| A few yards below the boat landing there grew
out of the bank an immense water oak, projecting
over the river at angle of about forty five de-
grees. huge muscadine vine enwrapped the
oak in every part, its branches and tendrls cover
ing it like net work. The grapes were now ripe
and hung over the river
-" in bacchanal profuson--
Purple and gushing"
Betsey allowed the canoe to drop down slowly.
just outside of where the tips Of the lower branch
es of the tree dallied with the ripping water
The fruit attracted the sherif's eye and appetite,
and reaching out an arm he laid hold of a branch
and began to /" pluck and eat !" "'.< e l.
Dang the grapes!' said Suggs angrily; let's
go on' -. 2'@
"Keep COOL said the sheriff, Ill fill my pock-
cts first .- 4'st =" a
Be in hurry. then, and if you viii, gather the
darn'd things reach up and pull down them big
buches UP thar'-pointing to some fine clusters
higher than the sheriff could reach, as he stood
up in the boat-'pull the vines down to you!'
The sheriff tried but the vines resisted his Ut
most strength so crying steady = he pulled him.
self up clear of the boat, and began to establish
footing among the foliage.
At this moment captain Suggs made no remark
orally, but his eye said to Betsey, as plainly as
eye could talk, hit her lick back, my gal!'
Silently the paddle went into the water Betsey
leaning back, with lips compressed and in a Sec
ond the shot back ten feet out from the tree
and the sheriff was left dangling among the vines
/ Stop your blasted jokes : roared the.oficer.
Keep cool, old Tap-my shoulder; thar's jisi
the smallest grain Of joke in this here, that you
ever seed It's the coldest sort of airnest
What shall do How shall get out of this!
asked Ellis piteously
! Il can't swim lick-how deep is it =
I Suggs seemed to ruminate, and then replied
4 'From-say- -ffteen-yes. at least ifteen-to-abou
twenty-five feet.--Ug1y placer
Great God,' said poor Ellis, you certainly
won't leave me here to drown, my strength is fail
ing already
/ If DON'T said the captain. most etnphatical
ly, wish may be landed into thousand fool
ditch and saying word to Betsey, the boat shot
rapidly across the river.
Kissing his companion as he stepped out of the
boat, Suggs sought Button, who was tied in a
hicket near by. and mounting, pursued his home.
ward way.
'Neuer despair he said to himself as he logged
along never despair! Honesty, bright watch
out, hand in your fingers and one in your lap
with little grain of help from Providence, will
always fetch man through! Never despair =
! I've been hunted and tracked, and dogged like a
cussed wolf, but the Lord purvided, and my
worst mimy has tuck tree Gitup, Button, you
blasted fop-eared Injun a
chap was asked what kind Of gal he
preferred for wife one, he said, lha. wasn's
prodi -gol-but fru-gal-a true gal and suited 10
his conju-gal taste.