The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-04-21
GOT THE WORST or IT.
The Boy ReheIs-A Sad Day for the
 Rev. Mir Mulkittle.

Las, Sunday. when the Rev. Mir. Mai- ki,tle had arrayed himself for Sunday school attendance, be called for his song book and son. The song-hook was im- rnediately produced. but the boy could not be found. Mrs. Mulkiele called with elongated pronunciation of the boys name, and the You, Wil-lee" echoed back from the barn. and died among the shrubbep in adjoining gardens. No an- swer came from the youngster, and the minister. somewhat excited, began gen. cral search.
 No uscn huntin' 'roun' heah. boss" :" said old Ike, negro man whose wife 1 cooked for the minister's iamil, By dis time dat boys more'n two miles from heah. Dis mornin' heerd him an linn. de batcher,> boy. talkin' bout geiu iishin'. an de chile, l bet yer. hab gone wid him.
 "Gonc tshing" gasped the preacher
 Oats ~ha, pronounced an. femme tell yer. Ise a older man den yetscf k ]. l'se raised more children den yersef has i: an neieeT know q |, Ter fall. lat de aae what aan IS tie mos par,ic1af wii. k de one what will So wrong. Il ant ngh, ter be too s,rIck wid chile He sees 3e freedom ob udder boys, an what his ladder thinks IS kindness, <le boy. arter awhile, looks on IS cruelty. De colt dat yer hole back wid too stiff d bit IS de one what'n run when he g,ts a chance. Dat boy ob yourn, boss, IS a good chile. ba, yer hab been spilin hlm. Ter hab been tryin' ter make preacher ob him fore he is a man
 .Noa don't know wha, you arc talking about iaved Mr. Muiki,tie. " FL catch the lii,le rascal, and thrash him until he can, stand up. l will not allow such a disgrace 10 rest on my family
 Go ahead. boss bu, arter awhile you'll find yersef comm ou, de little cerd ob de horn. i'sc q ole man. myscf an preached dc gospel long fore yersef eber heard a rooster crow. or seed a milk pan blow oiten de shelf
 Nr. Mulkl,,le. instead of going ,o Sun. day-school. sprang into hls buggy and started toward the creek, in search of hls truan; son.
 Early at morning, Jim, the butchers boy saw Mulkinle's son in the garden.
 H.. Bill. sad the boy, :. hos de you show up
 " How show up:
 How do you feel ''
 II feel we'll wha, arc you goin' ,o do with that hoe -
 Dig bait
 What sorter bait.
 Worms. to fish ~i,h. I'm goin' ou, to the creek and keteh some fish
 Its sunday
 That don't make no difference Why dog-gorc ii, you're always ,alkin' about the Bible Didn't Pal go ishin' on S1n- day
 You mean Peter. don, you :
 Yes, I believe his name was Peter. He went hshin' on sunday Come go with me. les thinker si,iin' on the bank an pallin' out fish long as your arm Young fcsier. you never did see no fua. Better go along"
 Pa won, lei me"
 Don't ask him. When Pete was boy he never asked his pa when he wanted io go."
 Bat I've go, to go to Sunday-sehool.r
 You're worse guy than though, you was What's the usen goin' ,o Sun day-school A boy's'go, 10 have fun. an he can't have fun in Sunday-school wouldn't pay no attention to the old man. He gits pay for goin' to church. but it don't pay you noshin. Go with :.s. I've got another line, an we'll have more fun than you can shake a stick a. If you keep on foolin' 'roun' the old man. every boy in town viii come aroun' and wanter whip you, afser awhile. My old man trled that game on me, long time, an let him have his way until the thing got to be nresome; so, one day, when he wanted me to go to Sunday-school. said: podner, who's runnin' this thing. anyhow.' He said that he reckoned he was, and reached for me, bat got out of his way and hit him as h@ rf,r,A ro,.,a