The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1873-10-13

but then we expect them in city boys
OF first. They do have a good many
advantages over country lads, and /
don't know that II Il anything more
than fair that they should snub us lit
tie, Hod, by the Yay, was then thir:
teen past. He ridichled the l'Btyle" OF
the young ladies OF the neighborhood /;
and, no doubt, they seemed different
from the girls he had been used to.see.
ing, But he took a very lively interest
in May.baskets; and, although May
had soon given place TO June, we still
kept up the fun on odd evenings, only
they were no longer May-baskets, but
Ju9e.bozes, every mutt in IL season,
Thanks to the good eounsels which
our mutual playiallow, Tom Edwards,
aud / gave him, H6d had thus far kept
ont of the clutches Of tie fair Lynches,
But,like many another, he soon got i'm
patient OF advice. He didn't see the
good OF skulling behind fences and
into bush clumps. he was very certain
they couldn't catch him indeed, lo
would like, TO see the girl that could
catch him in a fair race, He grew
bolder; and one night (the third june
box, think, tho door opening close
upon our knock, he dashed out into the
road, yelled, and ran off in full view Of
his eager pursuers. We heard him go
down the road a full pound, with q
spiteful pit.pat Of girls shoes hard be.
hind.
Very possibly he might have escaped
then but, coming where the unfenced
common skirted the road, he assayed to
tack OF across It, Here q treacherous
stone.hole masked by high brakes and
Undergraduates received him all in q
heap. The next moment the pretty
philistines were upon him. A peal Of
triumphant laughter from the common
told us the rest for Tom and /, mean
while, had hurried off back OF the house,
past the old cider.mill, and plunged
into the thicket Of balm.o'-gilead
sprouts which had sprung up about the
trunk Of the old tree. Throwing our
selves full length under this green cop.
pice, we lay quiet The twilight had
not quite faded out in tho northwest ;
in the east the rim Of tho Interesting
moon was Just peeping over it bright
ened as H6d' chptors came back with
him. Every few steps there would be
n tussel; the prisoner seemed a good
deal inclined 70 rssitt, Then followed
by an inyariable "No you don't, sir u
"Now, don't hold y fellow SO /" we
could hear Hod remonstrating. Then
tho girls would laugh mockingly, and
exhort him to come along, telling him
how ungallant it vas to run away from
young ladies'. sf'Nuw, don't tear your
self away See us home, do | We've
got something pretty to show you-
something you'll ike r. etc.
On they came past the house, and
made straight for the cider.mill; then
We heard tho boards rattle and the old
wooden screws squeak. Secretly tick.
led, and not a little curious, Tom and
I got our heads up and peeped out
from amongst the sprouts. ll ,ioap
"Now, what's. the usel' Hod was
pleading. II say, you girls, what are
20 going to do to q, ,feller?" ,rs-
Then came a prolonged ,scrimmage.
Round they went, all over the back
yard. SHod was making q desperate
effort to get away. No use; they held
on to him and brought him under the
high posts of the press again, all pant-
ing.
: "I,llibe bltlmed,' whispered Tom, ''if
they hain't got him up on the bench
where the pdmmy.hoop is y -l. If !
Then camt another struggle and Olaf
ter. "Now+-now-now, please don't !"
circulated ffod. But the wicked sprites
only laughed the louder. ...-.
dTKere n muttered Tom, "if they
haven't got him into the hoop and got
the follower down on to him Good
gracious, Xiii I believe they're going
70 squeeze him They're turning the
We began to be a1ittle alarmed for
Hod. Not that we thought they would
Squash him up" knowingly; but they
had an enormous power in hand (; aud
girls sometimes lack discretion.
Crcak-crcak-squeak! We could
see Cad and Jess turning the levers to
bring the screw-heads down on to the
follower. Lucreesh and Iorette were
holding the follower over him.
40, you'll make splendid cheese !"
they were saying.
Ilon't think Hod fairly OWNED their
intentions until the follower began to
press him. Then he squirmed in good
earnest but they had him hard and
fast. p 10
"Now, boy" says Cad, "vhat was
You OF our door ior?" li.4ll
"To hang June.bOx," said Hod,
10, you vasl Who was it with
20 III don't wanttO tell thai" /" said HOd,
HVS; V%DoS'tS ;you7" Ctcak-squeah
"Oh - Crcak-Sgueak. ooh i
Tom Edwards-.oh.h ! and Kit
Oh.h.hlp
They eased up, laughing as only such
a mischievous pack can! I. gi
Where did Tom and Kit run to-?
"Idon't know" said Hod and really
he did not know.
= @Try and think," says Jess. ctcdh
III honestly don't knowlI' yociforated
Hod. Sg,iedk-oredk "oh l-up the
road. 0h.h lover into the wood.
Torture has made many a martyr lie,
no doubt, when the truth wasn't salts
factory to his inquisitors.
IYcu're the fellow from New York,
o;n't YOU ?" demanded Jess; "the one
'A'S SYss|yesl s.'.,S from New York I'm
H0u "a