Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1873-06-19

enough, to speak the truth; but would |
MT 90 back there agin-nof not for
double the money! Stitch county !
never seed in all my horned days all
dust in Summer, and all mud in Winter,
and fleas all the year round, let alone
other things that shall be nameless And
then. the people! Bless yer! they no
more, idear of plantin or buildlnt or
farmin' or dom anythin Christ |n-iike,
nor j have o. the man in the, moon; anu
vet to hear 'em talk, you'd think they
was the finest fellows as ever were on
arth. Howsomdever, it's sin to laugh
at EN- poor creeturs for arter al,
they was born furriners, and couldn't
help themselves. And them. TOO, it's
all along o. their bein' so unhandy that
they has to pay us to do things for EN-;
80 it's lust kind o Providence alter
all
'eWell, as was sayin, we lived OF. that
ere Galatz line for a good spell, and got
used to it alter a bit-though it warn1
over pleasant in the Winter nights, when
the snow came right up as high as the
winder. and the wind went rampagln
round our little place Git was only two
rooms and CELLAR as if it had been
rorin' lion. So, what with that, and WHAT
with our havin' money in the house for
to paw the men, and there bein' so many
rips about, we warn't quite so comfort
able as we might ha' been.
cone night Git was just week ater
little Sans birthday, fremember) there
cum knock at the door and voice
singin' out as there was a message from
the superintendent So my old man.
goes to open the door, II was in the BACK
room gettin' the tea ready-and in comes
two men,. and one on 'em hands him
paper, but he hadn't hardly took it when
the other steps round behind him and
knocks him flat as founder. ran IN
at the sound of the tumble, and there
was one o. the rips a-tyin' my old man,
who was quite non compass alter phe
knock he'd got-and t'ether 'un outs
with a big knife and says to me, Hand
over your money! says he, or Wen XIII
the whole lot on yern | was so took
aback at fust that Just. for the minute i
only stared like stuck pig but when
he axed for the money little thought
cum into my head all at once, and |
saws to him. 'All right" says / 'the
moneys down in the cellar, under the
charcoal barrel Take it and welcome;
only don't kill us = An right : SAYS
the vagabone but to make all safe, III
take this young whelp with me, (and he
catched hold O Gregory, my eldest) and.
if he hollers out or tries toplay any tricks
III shiver him like a sheep!
Here she breaks off suddenly to clasp
/ the child to her, and kiss him again and
again, while a. momentary shadow fits
across the fathers rough-hewn face.
:.sWell, sir, when he said that, twas
/ Just like pour o. cold water down my
back; but / thought O. my old man lyin'
bleedin' there, an o,.the beggar's cheek in
DARN to bully an Englishwoman, and /
determined that, come what might, I'd
be square with them yet. SO gives
Gregory kiss, and | whispers to him.
Keep near the door, and he understood
me direckly-bless his little 'art-and
went away with the great, ugly black
guard as brave as could be.
''WeN, down goes the rip, and tries to
move the barrel; but it nd ha' took two.
O. him to do il, and then they couldn't;
so alter tuggin' and luggin' and nigh
bustin' hisself, he sings out to his mate,
Come and lend hand, and bring the
woman with YOU Sot'other one 'un
marches me down into the cellar, and
sets down the light for to lend a hand
both stoopin' over it with their backs TO
me, | knocks over the candle, catchet
Greorgy by the scruff O the neck, and
whisks him out o the cellar like cat
only in the hurry fetched his head agin
the bolt-ring, poor little chap and that's
how that ere scar cum there But be-
fore the rigs could tell what was up,
had the door slapped to, and the big bolt
ch q nd kg
rats in trap.
'Well, if YOU ever did hear two fell
lers rampage, them was the two. They
yelled an'they swore, and they almost lunl-
basted the door with logs of wood an fire
shOvels, and at last with their fists, they
got so mad But bless yer they might
as well-ha' tried toknock down ST. PauPs
with a pot o. butter. The door was a
double thick one, with big cross beams,
and wouldn't ha' Civ in to nothin less
nor cannon ball so, levin EN- to drum
at their pleasure, | up stairs and cut my
old man loose, then. out and histed the
red lamp; and, ten minutes alter, the
| train (Which gently run bywithout stop
IND spied the signal and pulled up. So
got hold o one of the guards (they
knowed mel and told him what was up
and he called his mates, and three or
four sogers, as always went with the
trains, and down they ran to tackle the
two beauties. When we opened the door
them rips was so took aback at seein' the
crowd and finding themselves regularly
nabbed, that they just give in as meek
as lambs; and before you could say
Jack Robinson the pair on EN- was tied
and bundled into the train, and away.
And that, sir, is what calls KILN two
birds with one stun