The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1880-06-11

II happened that piece Of fresh
pork hung in the well. and Lord Percy
so was the dog called was hungry.
So he hurried with yivacity toward the
fresh pork.
"Dc wellr' shrieked Mother Pop,
tumbling down all in heap. and look
ing somehow like Turner'S .Slavc-
Ship" as one stumpy leg protruded
from the wreck Of red flannd and
RULED petticoats.
What shall we do?' said Sissy. with
"a helpless squeak.
"Why. git him out" said Mr.. Pop.
who was the practical one Of the family.
He began TO draw up the well bucket,
aided BY Weekly, who whispered, dark
ly. "Dar' II be anudder hangin' in town
befo' long, and Hi 'front.' miss dat
hangin'. I"
soon appeared little woolly head.
then half a black body. the rest of him
being securely wedged in the well
bucket. He looked like jack-in-thc-
box. But he was cool, Tiddlekins was,
no doubt Of that.
Mother Pop revived at sight Of her
offspring, still living, and feebly sucking
his thumb.
"Ef we had a whisky bath ter put
him inr' she cried.
Into the house few Father Pop,
seized the quart cup, and was over to
the white house on the hill in the wink
Of a cats eye.
He stammered forth his piteous
tale" said Savannah, telling the story
the next day to her school-mates; land
Judge Chambers himself filled his cup
with the best Of Bourbon, and Miss Cla-
ra came over to see US resusirate the
infant"
Mother Pop had Tiddlekins wrapped
in hot flannel when he got back; and
with ver-to-be-sufiiciently admired
economy Mr.. Pop moistened rag
with 1.-The best Of Bourbon" and said
to his wife. .Jcs rub him awhile, Gym
thy. an see il dat won bring him roun'. !"
AS she rubbed. he absent-mindedly
raised the quart cupto his lips, and with
three deep and grateful gulps the whis-
XIV bath went to refresh the inner man
Of Tiddlckins' papa
Then who SO valorous and so affec-
tionate az he? Dire were his threats
against Hieronymus, deep his lamenta-
tons over his child.
my po' little lammier' he sobbed.
Work Away. Cynthv. Dat chile mus
be saved. even il | should have ter
90 over ter de Judges fur anuddei
quart o. whisky. Nuthin' shall be spared
to save that preciousest kid o my old
age"
Miss Clara did not encourage his self
sacrificing proposal; but for all that, i
was not long before Tiddlekins grew
warm and lively, and winked at hi'
father so that good old man declare,
las he lay on his back, placidly suck
ing pigs tail. Savannah had roasted
. it in the ashes. and it had been Gu
, from the piece Of pork that had shared
the well with Tiddlekins. The porl
! belonged to ncighbor, by-thc-way
but at such time the Pop family fel
, that they might dispense with the vail
and useless ceremony of asking for it.
! The excitement was over, the bah,
: asleep, Miss Clara gone, and the SUI
well on its way to China. when SINAI
: figure was seen lowering ditiidentl.
| about the gate. II had limp air Q
: detection, and seemed TO feel some del
4 icacv about coming further.
a .The miscreant Is got back" re
a parked Savannah.
"Heronymus," calls Mrs. Pop, "yo
5 may thank yo' heavenly stars dat 20
amt murderer dis summer day"
!. "A-watin' ter be hung mex wild
grape-time." finished Weekly, plea:
: antly.
Mr.. Pop said nothing. But hercache
4 down from the mantel-shelf long thi
: something. shaped like snake, an
quivered 1t in the air.
. Then he walked out to Hi. and takin
him by the left ear, led him TO tn
5 woodpile.
Y And here But l draw . VEIL
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