Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1870-01-15

thcr had bcaten him. I'll give the story
in his own words.
"Last week, he"-rcfcrring to his ia
ther; it was curious to see how he avoid
speaking the word father told me if
would dig all the 'ta.ers in the south patch,
I might go chcstnutius the next day and
when l asked him the next day he said he
did not promise mo, but l stuck to it that
he did, and told him right where he was
when he said it. Thon he said he didn't
care if he did say so, l couldn't, for must
pick up cider apples, and if I'd be good
boy and work right smart, I might go to-
morrow; but knew he wouldn't keep his
word, and Silas Bruce was a-going to-day
and l wanted to go too, for the squirrels
were carrying off the nuts as fast as they
could, and Silo Bruce aud all the boys
have got as many again as have, and
when l asked him if might go out, he
said, No, souldn't, and told me to 80 over
in the back lot and get the sheep, and |
pretended to go, and went off with the
other boys to hunt chestnuis, aud he come
through the woods a-huntn' for the old
mare, and saw me there, and asked what
was there for, and said couldn't find
the sheep in the lot aud was booking for 'cm
in the woods, and he said the sheep was
in the lot, and he seen 'em when he was
a-coming through it, and told me had
lied, and he would lick me; but l stuck
to it l. did not lie, for knew he'd lick me
anyhow, and he has, and hate him, and
III run away;'Td rather live way off on
an island like Robinson Crusoc, and have
Friday live with me than to live here aud
be licked every day."
What could | say?
said nothing, but sung him fast asleep,
and left him sleeping to talk to his mother
about him; but found her up to her cl-
bows in -four, and her head full of the
baking for tomorrow, and purscl-up cx-
preston of her mouth warned me to keep
shady. And so l wandered off to the or
cbarl, and sat down among the apple trees
and held my tongue; but in my heart of
hearts thanked God was an old maid,
aud had no boys to bring up.
At night the deacon came home, turned
out his horse, ate his supper, and then in
quired where Jimmy was. Mrs Thorne
did not know. He looked surprised not
to say alarmed, took down his hat and went
ut quick pace toward the barn. Soon he
came back, and, I'll confess it, I chucklcd
to see that he looked pale and scared. |
had good mind to keep still and let him
get what Theodore Winthrop calls a
'prickly scare" but he came direct to me
and asked me If | knew where he was. l
reluctantly answered.
Cup stairs, in bed and asleep, and sick,
too" added, malicously, "and l should
not wonder if he has to have doctor be.
fore he gets through with it," ..
The deacon shot an inquiry from beneath
his shaggy brows, and went up stairs, l
would have given all the apples in the or
chard to have seen him as he stood over
his bruised and beaten boy. He came
down with slow, hcsitating step, and
look on his face which l thought boded
much good to Jim. ....
"Strange, Jim told lies! Who taught
him ?" 'o
Next morning when Jim came down the
breakfast was over, and he asked his moth
er if he could not have some boiled eggs.
She told him she had sold all the eggs to
Tim Thurston yesterday morning, Jim, on
looking around for something to eat, found
painful of eggs. ..1i , ,. -IaD"
"Strange, Jim told lies! Who taught
him?" -, ....,....... ..'...i ,'r re-
One day Deacon Frisbie came to Deacon
Thorne to buy good c6w. The irrepres-
sible jim was on hand to drive up the cows,
with instructions to leave three or four of
the best ones in the field. They were
driven into the milking yard, duly inspect
ed by Deacon Frisbic, and praised or de.
preciated by Deacon Thorne, as his anx.
iety to keep or to sell any particular one
lay in the scale. At last, by skillful ma
neuvring, Frisbic was induced to choose
the poorest one in the lot, not only poor
in flesh, but poor every way. And what
do you think decided him to take her! q"
Deacon Thorne said to Jim p" T.
"What do you think mother will say
when she dnds l have sold pct Old Fill
Pailp" ID a ''...'' T. 'a9 ~ .'. i'n'
-4"Oh, she'll just tear, !" replied Jim. d
Did she "tear?" Not at all; she bore
it with christian meekness, merely saying
to Deacon Ih0rne, when ne and Deacon
Frisbie came in to finish the business by
transferring 6fty dollars from one pocket to
another ss,1 @ lee IS e'g 4f@ia ta1
"You always manage to sell the best
cows and keep the poorest. Iguess you'll
find some difference in the butter now
Old Fill ll-paip is going:i' 81, csdu lare -.
At which Jim sDiSkered behind his
hat, aud was ordered to 60 and feed the
hogs. eustn.r 9o 2.l1vsr1af1 at, ll3i
Strange, Jim told lies! Who taught
him r ,aln, Gea .0jgGa - 1a24 It T.
Deacon Frisbie was invited to stay to
dinner. He gracefully asscntod, and the
two deacons settled themselves comforta-
bly, in their chairs, and had good time
talking over church matters, When the
dinner was ready we.all sat down together;
and Deacon Frisbie, asked blessing in
which he praised Deacon Thorne, and Mrs.
ThOrne. and Jim. and the stranger within