Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1871-05-18
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MisfeIIaueous.
FARMER JENKINS JACKET.

ne might tnaw out the barn pump. i
''It makes you feel mighty mean,
'tealin does" he continued, after few Is
81 never stoled but once, I,
and l'll tell you how twas.
"You know when l was yOungSter
lived down ON the Medder Farm
with Square Peters. WAL, Jake Fish
er, he hired out there one summer, ard
one day when we was to work together
on the mash, sez he:-
Old Efint's pears are about ripe,
/
'You didn't know Old Sam Flint, 1
s'pose, Miss Helen?"
Sam Flint's father, do you mean?"
"Yes.n m
"I have heard of him, but I do not
think 1 ever saw him. Q-0
"Waal, Jake, says he, Les have
some of them pears, Bill.
i don't want none, says I.
. They're the best lookin' pears you
ever saw says he, sand we can git 'em
tonight as easy as not. It'll be fun
"Waal, arter while he kinder
coaxed me into it; so I told him I'd
GO. 40
"At that time he'd new jacket
blue brOadcloth-real nice coat twas.
1t cut.mea little bout the armsize,
but 'fwas firs-tfate jacket; and when
I'd done work evenin's used to put it
on. So that night put on the jacket,
and Jake and me went to Fiint'S orch
ard. When we got down there, Jake,
lsez he:
"'Bill, you get up into the tree; you
re the lightest.'
$50 stripped off my jacket and toss
led it down, and Twas up in that tree
lquicker'n wink. ] was as spry as a
cat in them days. Wal, I'd jist gin
one shake, and the pears was beginnin'
to rattle down, when up come old
Sam. zfQDsr u6o5S.
90 'Oho-o-o-ohy says he, growlin'
away, NOW I've ketched you, stealin'
my pear pears 10 ont an, r,,, and it didn't
4 take me long to drap out of that tree,
and then made purity quick time too,
7'thout stopping to pick up1 my Jacket.
/, l beerd old Sam grewlih' agin when he
Igot there.
"sUr-r-r! them fellers has got off but
itaie on 'em's left his jacket
.'Says l to myself, you're a goner
this time Bill. You'll be hung, now,
. sure = reglan
s'Next day 1 happened along by Old
| Ttt Some fellers tried to hook my
1pears last night says he.
II ss did ey?' says 7, who was it"
81 dunno. more'n nothin'.'
I" Didn't you catch emp says l.
I q No, butone on EN- left his jacket,
! says he,
lj' Did heq says j. what kind ofa
"'A new one, says he; blue broad
g cloth; fust-rate piece of CLOTH
81 knOwed that as well as he did
but Ldidn't tell him-sD. e, He went in
land fetched IT out to let me see.
"That's fust rate jacket, says 1; wat
you goin' to do with it?'
Guess shall sell it,, says he; .
haint got nobody thetit'l fit
a Hoy m much be you goin' to ask fol
"Bout two dollars, says he. TT:
b worth more'n that Should think II
would be about right for you, Bill; try
it on and let's see, ai5 ''-'i ~ 81. Z
of'So i put it on. 81 a. ~ 81 81,
: !" gFhat's a good fit,' says he. 7ai e
: WAL cant give no two dollars,
SaySi4, ldklnf Oh Une jacket anu StdItiiis
= up the t-am j was drivin'. .,,,-.'
g WAL Bill, says he,, If you wan
it PHlet you have it for dollar, seein
e it's you. e..t a. -.
No, says i, Il haint got no dollar
II to give; Pll give yer fifty cents for it.
{" No yer DON'T says he. It's wutf
: a sight mOre'n that! l can't let yo,
have it for it, Billy
IS $50 I went off; but I was dreadful,
=, afraid Squa9e yPetels would heat Of Il
ri or ask me where twas or somethip Z u
"You see 2tWaSaz second hand s coat
a he'd bought in cheap someMhereT 70
ime-butit looked gcodas new.
le '"Twaht maqyt days Safores T. wa
down tosSam Flins Hgins FEE
a "'SoM that Jacket yet s,says T.
"'No,i sasshe; can't find anybot.