The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1857-10-07

oycu SbCH oIueF iOE NV ui0 IA sASASSss As
length Silas arose. ssf 1
"Look here, neighbor Whitcomb. what
if we should make ups I hadn't any busi-
ness to say anything about your boot-jack,
and I'm sorry ] did. l don't doubt but
your jacks fne thing" siBa sdi Il
Whitcomb sprang to his feet and grasp
ed Jonas hand 9g.s.
"Don't say word about il, neighbor
Jonas; it's I, only /, that's to blame. II
ought to have been ashamed to have got
put out at so small thing; twas notain'
but the truth, either. III ask your for
giveness." 4s,sf, sd
mo, neighbor Whitcomb, it's I that
should ask your forgiveness. I'm the
only one that's to blame, and Ifeel hearth
ly ashamed of myself i could crawl into
q holler log and stay there q fortnight If
it would only undo what I've done."' 4s
"My dear friend, beg leave to assure
you that it is I. not you, that is In error,
and-n a1 oHl S9flEqlt $50 .3ssaT
II tell you. Whitcomb, it is no such
thing It's all my fault; and I am SO
ashamed that I could
II am one that ought to creep in the
hollow log, aud stay there till I learn bet
ter than to treat q good neighbor in such q
shameful way. I'd no business to get
mad with you for" sdi g,ais
Eyes, you did, tool You did just right
just as any Christian man would have
done and, now, as it's my fault-" y M
ut amt sol i tell you that I'm the one
that's to blame. It's all my ungoveraa.
BILE temper I've got the ugliest temper
of any man in Wheatwold." 81,
"Why, neighbor Whitcomb, your TEN.
per can't hold q candle to minet ! was4
alters called the quarrelsomest boy I'M
school, and you know. it. So it's, me- and
not you, that ought to apologize" ar,., !,
"It's falsel And if you don't stop con,
tradicting me, I'll let you know I've got
a atemper worth having; I'd just aslease
| 6ght about tempers as boot-jacks." Whit
comb was getting slightly exasperated. :
$50 had l." cried neighbor jonas. and
at it they went, pulling, striking, kicking.
cutting and biting. Felons. false teeth
and corns were forgotten, and there was q
general knock down. Jonas rolled over
| in the mud. with Whitcomb uppermost OF
l"toppermost,n as he afterward expressed
1t to his wife; Notwithstanding his cisad-
vantage, be managed to bite q piece oui
of Whitcomb's left ear, and Whitcomt
very kindly returned the compliment by
imprinting . glorious scratch on Jonas
temple. at EE.
! The contest lasted until the strength o
the champions was completely spent
Jonas was lying submissively in shallow
ditch half filed with frogs, mud snakes
and water-the ditch, not Jonas-whil'
Whitcomb was Economically situated,
his head resting on rotten stump. ant
his feet hanging gracefully in neighbor
! ing thorn-bush. 9s,.sf@ 1se.1e
There was long silence over Deacoi
Reeds 1ater pateh,' if We except o littl
hard breathing proceeding from the thor
axes of our exhausted friends; but a
length Whitcomb called out family
I Iouas2'
i .tWeill' (ss - - s3ss9
|, Lets get up and go home.'
Agreed. But how are We to do It'll
Poor Jonas was evidently in the sloug
of dependency
aWait little. and wen feel better. Di
scratch your face bad?' ss aaaIs{
! NO, no, nothing Of the least coase
r quence. Did I bite your ear badP &
b Don't mention it, my dear Jonas,
: aint worth thinking Of, shouldn't Won
5 der if it was nigh healed up by this tims
, But come, you crawl out of the ditcl
: while get my feet clear Of this bush.
O. strikes me we can help one another-that
: it-there, I'll meet you half way la
j. The two worthless crept ont togethe
It shook hands, and, after q great deal
tosoillating and vaoillatipg, they stood rI
g fright. = ,t .s.:s,ts
r On their way home, says Jonas
? fWhitcomb: s'lszs : '1.sse : : -. :,
: "Look here, nsighbor, don't less q
!, )uothin' about this everl' lf57 7sss 5'1s p
: 9.Neyer!'says Whitcomb. steadging bin
,t;Eself by the fe9css ssdi.If you ever catchu
III saying anything about it, sben hang ms9'
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