The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1875-09-15
Vol. XII.

| ana aIC6r tlaG Gner6 was SOmeGQ1nS
in the way I stepped up to her that
kept other fellows from offering her
their attentions.
ssSome of them felt cut up by it,
for out on the prairies pretty
girls are valued as they are not
I hear in your great cities. But
! John Mount felt the worst. He
had tried hard to make Gussie like
| him, and had been favored by the
| old folks. I did not like the look
of his eye. He had not pleasant
| eye at the best, John hadn't. But it
| had never had just such green
CLEAN in it before, to my knowledge.
| "However, T was no coward, as I
| have said, and soon John cooled
! down and went on pretty much as
! before, and in the end T forgot all
about him. Indeed, Gussie put
! everything else out Of my thoughts.
chad bought some stock already,
and among them some fine sheep,
! and as wolves were thick about US
then, it was hard work to keep them
all safe and sound. My house was
about half built, and while I was a
bachelor I kept only one room to
live in. Often in the night I jump
ed up from bed just in time to miss
| q chance of q shot at one of the
sneaking rsseals who had come af-
ter the lambs, especially in the
| winter, time, when they were hun
cry:
s:In the spring they almost van
ished, but one day in May, just a
month before the time set for our
wedding, I heard the old noise,
/ and though I could see no wolves,
found that the youngest of lambs
| was gone.
II was in a desperate rage and
I vowed to exterminate that wolf
from the face of the earth, and as
many more like him as [ could
shoot. Having the lamb with him,
I could trace him to his den. But
I wondered who would go with me.
| It was a busy time and it would be
hard to coaxe men from their clear
ings, and a solitary wolf hunt was
a dull affair. However, as I was
cleaning my rife outside my door,
who should come along but John
Mount, with his gun on his shoul-
der.
! whats up?' asked John.
$50 I told him.
! ":Tm your man. said John.
| Next to an Indian I'd Ike to take
q shot at a wolf
| ssYou see John hated Indians,
and had some reason, for his mo-
| ther and father had both been scalp
ed when he was a baby, by the red
devils, and hecould remember peep
ing out of his cradle and seeing his
mother seized by her yellow hair
and hearing her scream for help
So said nothing Of a pious nature
about Indians being our fellow -crea
lures, as maybe I ought; though
Ton the whole their actions put them
more on a par with brutes, and
lust told John I should be glad Of
his company. "
$50 we had breakfast together
land of we started, with bears meat
and bread, and bottle OF some
thing in cur pouches.
| ssWe traced the wolf sure enough
Ito den in the woods, but she was
not there still. Her cubs were
though,snd some of the poor lambs
white coat and one of it's feet was
there, and that enraged me; ane
II took an oath that the wolf shoule
pay for it.
sJohn seemed to take q might.
; interest in it too. He gave hi
advice.
"sShe's sure to come back b
> said, for here are the cubs you see
,, Wait quietly and We'll fix her yet.
sAnd we took our places just be
| hind some rocks and waited. Soo1
John whispered that he heard he
coming.
"I don't" said I.
"I do,' said he, SStoop down
and I stopped. What Jack wa
=, doing I did not know until crac
went his rife and with it a pal
: through my side. I thought it wa
an accident and cried out:
, "sGood Heavens, John, you7
, shot me. But instead Of answerin
! me as I expected, he came up
where I lay and bent over me-
, If T had seen his face sooner
11,I I,a-a lot HI m mt NV OIL