Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1857-04-01
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ofshe old genlleman's ia,m, now and lhel
b,r assisted by The old lady and her NV,
bouncing daughters for it is very COM
mon, in that State, 10 SEQ the women arr
girls AT work in The selds-and, upon ex'
ira occasions. BY some lired hands.
Well, one warm day ia hay ing time
old Peler ana Young Peter were hard al
it in the meadow. when The old .aan drop,
bis scy,he, AMI bawls out
80, mine Cot, Peterp
Whats de matter, fadelI'' answers
The son, strengthening Up and looking a
his sire.
80, mine Goir, Pcter!' pgain cried the
old fellow.
"Dondc,!' echoes young Peicr, hurry
ing up 10 TIE oil man.
20, mino Colt, der snake bite miue
lesl'
IL anything in particular was capable
of Tightening young Peter, it was snakes;
for be had once nearly crippled himself
fr life by tramPling upon h crooked sick
which c~lamped his ankle, and SO horri-
q Il d tie yourg man, iE.ai lie liked 10 have
fallen through himstl II.
-sF At the word snake, young Peter fell
hack, ninibly rs a wire-drawer, and bawl-
ed oil in turn
"lVh re is der snake?"
rs up my trowsis Peier-O, mine Goi;!''
20, nine GOtiI'' echoed Peter, junior:
kin him, fader; kill him!
'No-u, no-a, he Kill me, Peter; come;
come quick get off my trowSisl"
But Peter the yopnser's cowardice
orercame his flial affection, Will. his
fear lent strength 10 his legs, and he start.
ed like a scared locomotive TO call the old
barly Duichman, who was in distant
part of the faid, 10 give his father a lift
with the snake.
Old Jake. the farmers assistant, came
bounding along as soon rs he heard he
news, aud passing along the fence ~here-
on Peter aud his boy had hung their lin
soy woolsey vests, Jake grabbed one of
The garments, and hurried to the old man
~ Peter, who sill. managed to keep on his
pins, although he was GU liking and lrcui-
~ bling Ike an aspen-leat in a June gale OF
wind.
20, mine Cot: Come, come quick,
Jacob. He bite me all 10 rieces-here
up mine leg"
Cd Jake was Tot particularly sensitive
To fear; bu, few people, young or old. sre
dead TO alarm when a 'p'zcnous" reptile
as about. Gathering up the stiff dry
s,alks of q stalwart weed, old Jake io'd
tae boss 10 stand steady. and he would at
least stun the spake by a rap o. two, il
he did rol Kill her stone dead; aud Inc
CID man Peter, less 10Th &c have his legs
taoten ihai to be bitten 20 dtaih By Q
snake, designated the spot to strike, and
old Jake lei him have it. The first blow
broke the weed, and knocked old Peter
eff bis pegs and into a haycock-cu BIN.
or roarod old Peter, "you Lrobe
mine leg, and The shnake's gonel"
"Vere! vere?" c,ied old JAKE, moving
6riskly aoou', aai Sc rnnihs very narrow
iy the ground he stool upon.
"Never mind him, J5cob; help me up
III go home."
"Put on your vhesi, den; here il Isl
said The old crout-eater, gathering up his
boss and trying TO g The garment upon
his lumPy back. The moment old Pc
ter made his cii9rii he grew liviI in tho
face-his hair stood on end, alike the
qulls upon The frightfuI ~porcupine," as
Mrs. Pennington obesrves--he shivered-
he shooh-his teeth chaiiered-and his
knees knocked q stocc0 accompaniment.
90 Yacoh, carry me hornel I'm dead
rs nitsl"
"ystl I>h noddcr SNAKE in your
froushersf' N-0
"No-a-!ook I'm swell oil up Nine
Shest won't 60 on my back. o, o, mine
GottI"
~ Dun'der and Llixen!!" cried oil JAKE,
as he took The same conclusion, and with
might and main the Old mn, scared into
most wonderful feat Of physical aciiyi-
~ and strength, lusgel ami carried The
boss some quarter Of a mile 10 the house.
Young Peter had Skinned il home at
~ The earllest stage of The dire proceedings,
and so alarmed the girls tina; they were
IL high state when they saw The apr roach
al the good old DAD and bis assistant.
Old man Peter was carried in, and &C.
gan 10 die, natural as lie, when in cnin.s
trc old lady. in a great hustle. and wan
d TO know what vas going on. Old
I'D Peter, in thelasi gasp Of egony ami weak
neSs, opened his eyes, and + ebly p,iateJ
~ bis leg. The oil woman rip?ed Up
ale paniaIoons, and OIL! ieii a small this. !
'ie-top, and, stihe same time, eonsidcra
bile ofn scratch was alde visible.
"Call dis a shnakcl Bill" says the
old woman.
no, but I'm pizilenel to dealh, MoRyll
s e. Pm all pizhen-mine yhes,--O dear,
lnine yhesi mi come over mine body,"-l
'Hsw, haw, haw!" reared the otd wo-
% man; "sat a fo,n You got Peters vest
on--.haw, hsw, hswi" |