The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1873-02-21

els Ike running tonight" ! asked.
"Of course he is, you fool you
oughter know that" snarled the ornery
cuss.
II said no more, but put the dime in
the till, and getting some nails soon had
the door in place. I've never gone to
bed since before the train got in; par
ticularly when 1 knew Ike blood was
running"
"Do You mind one time when he
broke up the camp meetin' at Duck
Greek ?" asked the bullet-headed little
fellow sucking vigorously at the stump
of his cigar. "That was afore he TUX to
runnin' the ingine."
81 don't remember it, ;" responded an
old fellow, raising his head from behind
a barrel with stare so stupid that
imagine he had been patronizing the bar
too often that evening.
"Praps not" suggested the other.
"Like enuff you was drunk then, or you
wouldn't have forgotten it. 1t was a
d-e-l-i-g-h-t-f-u-l sight. How the VIM
min screamed. I never heerd anything
like it afore. It was thing to be re-
membered. You see, Ike cum thar
with his gal, but he didu't know she
was goin' to git religion. She didn't
know it, either, reckon. But Ike
spies one of the preachers with his head
under Mays bonnet. That was her
name, Mag Brown, old Dave Browns
daughter, that has farm bout mile
up the creek.
"Ike went for the preacher; he didn't
respect preachers more an other men
when he was mad.
"You're takin' liberties with my gal, "
he shouted.
"The preacher said sumthin' bout
turnin' him out O. camp, when Ike sent
him to grass. In one minnit all the
preachers was ON the spot, and declare
to gracious if l didn't see him lick a
dozen quicker than I'm tellin' You. Then
the brethren rushed in, and they was
too many fur him-He made good
fight, but he got the cussedest lickin' I
ever saw
"'I wish to heavens old Dave Brown
had been among the preachers when the
licking was going on, responded a
young fellow with ford complexion
and twinkle of humor, in his eyes. Il
owe him little debt that may pay
some fine day, and it is all about that
Mag of his, too
"' How's that, Josh? How's that !?
responded number of voices in uni
son.
"Well," responded Jsshu Kelsey,
:. it's not often fellow tells story that
bears hard on himself, but will repeat
it, Just to let you know what an ornery
old skunk Dave Brown is.
"You must understand at the begin
ming that admit that I told lie, but
it was an innocent one and didn't hurt
any one. Moreover, I told it out of a
little vanity. Perhaps If / had spoken
the truth the consequences would have
been different. But old Brown was mad,
for Mag had set his blood on fire with
the tale she carried, and he came pre-
pared to wallop somebody.
Perhaps you won't believe it, but I
never told o willful falsehood until I
went to live at Duck Greek. I got cor
rupted there. It's astonishing how
those Duck Checkers will lie. They
never tell the truth if lie will answer
Just the same.
"Spring had set in warm and pleas
ant, when sardine Il call all those city
fellows SO, who wear their hair parted in
the middle and scented with oily came
to Duck Creek and commenced sachay-
ing at terrible rate among the girls.
His name was Adolphus Bayne. He
talked big and gave it out that he was
rich and intended purchasing land.
"Now, old Dave Brown was mighty
particular about Mag, and didn't allow
her to keep only certain sort Of COM
pany, and Mr.. Adolphus Bayne WASN'T
the kind Of man that would have pleased
Mays father. She had sense enough to
know it, too; so she never told the old
rat that Adolphus was playing sweet or
her, but used used to meet him on the
sly and take long walks with him, and
all that kind of thing. I made up my
mind frsm the first that the fellow
wasn't much, and, like the Duck Greek
ers, was good at lying. But I kept my