The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1877-08-23
won't try to please him, why Lyman
will that's all"

| and my opinions from Uncle Jack Burle-
son-no, not for all his hog-wallow
| prairie, and his cattle and gold thrown
in.''
"He is an old man, Dick. Life is
country Jack Burleson has gone pretty
| thoroughly over-stands to reason he
knows more an you"
"He contradicts me half the time for
the very sake of a fight. He does not
go into court now, and he hasn't any
lawyers or juries to bully. But he
won't make Dick Burleson say black is
white to please him-you bet he won't"
"Dick, you are right-darned eff you
arn't! But old Jack is wise and good,
and knows a sight more'n is writ in
| books. Say yes when you can"
"Sure."
"And don't you meddle in my fights,
Dick. If Lyman Sneed needs hiding
I know just how much Will be good for
| him."
Dick saw the conversation was over,
and, looking at his watch, saw also that
he was behind Office hours. As it hap
pened, number of trifes had irritated
| the old lawyer, and Lyman's lifted eye
brows and ostentatious diligence irritated
Dick. He flung his books upon his
| desk, dashed his hat in a corner, and
lifted his feet to comfortable altitude.
His big boots and loose flannel hunting
shirt gave his uncle great offense, and he
| said so.
Dick replied that ''he had been talk
ing with the Lavacca teamsters, and had
forgot to dress"
"Lavacca teamsters, indeed! I don't
see what on earth makes you run after
every drove that comes to town."
CT was getting theirvotes for my side,
uncle; and making friends against the
day want their votes for myself"
A fash of keen pleasure shot into the
old mans eyes; but he was too full Of
fight to abandon the dispute. He first
attacked Dicks politics, then his per-
sonal appearance and abilities, without
being conscious how provoking he was.
One bitter word followed another till
all three men were on their feet, and Ly-
man, with little scream, had rushed
| between his uncle and cousin Dick
laughed uproariously at the intervention,
and, kicking it out of his way, said:
"Good-by, uncle; I'm not going to
quarrel any more with you. The world
is big enough, 1 reckon, for both of us
and for our opinions"
He went straight to Ike, who was sit
ting just where he left him, and said
Ike, tell uncle, in couple of days,
that I have gone West, and that there's
no i'll blood between us-and, Ike, watch
Mona for me until 1 can come after
her.
You are bound to go, then"
I" Yes, the old man is fire, and I am
gunpowder; we are better apart-that's
ALL" --
$50 long, then; I'll watch what you
leave behind"
Dick felt unhappy enough at leaving
Mona. She lived alone with her father,
and he was not always the best of pro-
tectors. Dick spent the rest of the day
by her side, and left town in the cool of
the evening in no very despondent
mood Mona had promised everything
he asked of her, and all the rest seemed
possible.
He had some land and cattle on the
San Marcos, and he purposed putting up
a pretty house there gradually, mainly
with his own hands. In two years he
would sell some of his increase, furnish
it, marry Mona, turn grazier, and run
for the Legislature. When he went back,
he would put sail right with his uncle,
and, being so far apart, they could
keep right; and if not, and he lost
his share of jack Burleson's estate
made money was better than given
money, anyway.
For week after Dicks departure the
old man hoped against hope, but one
day when Ike Brennan carelessly asked:
"When is Dick coming back from the
West?" then he knew the lad had gone
| to shift for himself. and, lonely as it left
him, he thoroughly liked Dick for doing
it. After this Ike and the Judge spent
much time together. They kept up
perpetual quarrel, but they were well
matched, and, after years disputing,
the victory on every single point was
disputed one. Sometimes, at the end of
long argument, and long silence, the
Judge would say, "Have you heard any
thing ?" and then Ike, shaking his head,
and shaking the ashes from his pipe,
would rise and go away.
Early in the second year the Judge
had an accident that completely invaided
him and, after some months decline,
he quietly passed away. Singularly
enough, there was no Will found, and
Lyman Sneed took possession of every
thing. No Dick appeared to dispute his
claim. Ike smoked awav in his old,
shady corner, and smiled queerly to
himself when he saw how diligently Ly-
man began to improve the city lots, and
how cleverly he collected and invested
the outstanding accounts OF the estate.
In all things but one Lyman's fortune
prospered-Nona still refused all his
attentions. But as soon as the Judge
was dead he began to use stronger
means of persuasion. Nona's father
owed him large sum, and their home