The Elk advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Elk Co., Pa.) 186?-1868, 1867-10-03
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Here is ono Of Mark Twain's ,ood
stories. He knows how to mako tbo
reader laugh, and if the following docs
not provoke smile, tits because ibcro
Is no mirth in mankind during The hot
weather. ''' ''''
l knew by the sympathetic .rov M
On ms bald head knew by the
thoughtful look upon his face lno,v
py the emotional flush upon H., straw.
perry on the end Of The old free livor's
nose that Simon Chceicr's monorv wos
busy with the olden time. And CO
prepared TO leave, because all tEcso woro
symptoms on a rcminsccncc-.j.ns that
nc was going to be delivered D; another
oil MS tlrcsome personal cxpcr;erccs.-
DUt was too slow he got the ,tart of
me, AS nearly as / can rscoIla.t. tho
inf;ctlon was couchcd in the following
language: '''o
We were all boys, then, and didn't
care for nothing, and didn't have no
troubles, and didn't worry about nothing
only how to shirk school and keen up a
revlvin' state Of excitement all the ,,ino.
Ihs Jar Jim Wolf was takir- about,
was a prentice and he was, and the
most forgivin' and onsclfsh ever see
well, there couldn't be more bu)licr
than he was, take him how you would
and sorry enough was when | seen him
last time.
Me and Henry was always Fostering
him and plasterine hoss. bills on his back
and putting bundle bees in his bed. and
so on, and sometime we would crowd in
bed, and so on, and sometimes would
crowd in and bunL with him, notwi;h-
standing his growing, and then we'd let
on and get mad and fight acrost him, so
as to keep him stirred up like. lie was,
long, lank and bashful, and he was fit.
teen and sixteen and tolcrably lazy and
worthless.
So, that night, you know, that my
sister Mary gave the candy. .pullin', they
started US on to bed early, 80 as the com
pany would have full swing, and We rune
in on jim to have some fun.
Our winder looked on to the roof of
the ell, and about ten O'Clock d courlc
oil ole tom. cats got to rairiu' and chargin'
around on it and carryin' on like sin
There was four inches Of snow On the
roof, and it was frozen so that there was
a right smart crust Of ice on it, and the
moon was shinin' bright, and we could
see them cats ike daylight. First they'd
stand off and oyow-yow VOW, JUST the
same as they were cussin one another.
you know, and bow up their backs. ard
push up their tails, and swell around
and spit, aud then all of a sudden the
gray cat would snatch a handful of fur
out of the yaIler cats ham and spin her
round like a button on barnedoor. But
the yaler cat was game and he'd come
and clintch, and they'd gougo, and bite
and howl; and the way they'd make the
fur fly was powerful.
Well, Jim, he got disgustcd with the
row aud lowed he'd climb out there and
shake'm otI'n that roof. lie reely had
20 notion of doin' it, likely, but we ever.
lastln ~ GHggcn Lltn, ana 'iUuvu lr.a
always Dragged how he wouldn't take a
dare, and so on, till bimeby he histed up
the winder, and 10 and behold you, nc
wont-went exactly as he was-nothin'
on but shirt, and it was short. But
you ought to seen him. You ought to
seen him crcepin' over the ice, and dig
GIN his toe-nais and finger nails in for
to keep from slippin'; and above all. YOU
ought to seen that shirt happin' in the
wind, and them long, ridiculous shanks
OF hi9'n glistonn' in the moonlight.
Them comp'ny folks was down there
under the caves, the whole squad of'em
under that Ornory shed of Old dead
Washln'ton Bower vinesall settin' rouLd
about two dozen s2ssars of not candy,
which they had sot out in the snow to
cool. And they was talkin' and laugho
in lively; but bless you, they didn't
know nothing about the panorama that
was going on over their heads: Well.
Jim he went a snoekin' in aud a sneek,
in up, unbeknowns to them tom, cats
they were swishin' their tails and VOW.
yowin, and threalin to clinch, you know,
and not payin' any attention-.he went
sneakin' right up to the comb of the
roof, till he was in foot n half of'em.
and then all OF a sudden he made a grab
for the yallcr cat But, by gosh he
missed fire and slipt his holt, and his
heels few up, and he Topped on his
back and shot off that roof like a dart
went smashin' and crashin' down
through them old rusty vines and landed
right in the dead centre Of them comp
ny peopIo-sot down like yesrth-quake
in the two dozen sassars ofred- hot can
dy, and let off howl that was bark from
the tomb. Them eirls, we'll, they felt,
you know. They saw he wasn't dressed
for comp'ny, and so they left All done
in second it was Just little war
whcop and whish Of their dresses, and
blame the wench Of 'cm was in sight
anywhers .
Jim was in sight. He was covered
with the bIlin' hot molosscs candy clear