Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1883-10-20


said Old Peter
.oh, no. said Win; lies not dc
''Oh, yes" said Old Peter, as ne
CROPPED about in the dark, hunting for
the melons, and MASKING them with his
feet; ''tain't no fun eff we don't squ'sh
ale green ones. Won't Ole Dan be mad
IN de mornin'p He'll jes' want ter t ar
de place down."
Then they heard dog bowling and
barking.
eve d better be a-gittin away from
heah, spect. Willie," said Old Peter,
leaving off MASKING the melons; "ef
Ole Dan wuz ter tn n dat dog loose, hit
moughtn't be healthy in desc parts"
IL hear somebody comm. Run J"
said Win.
Uncle Peter and VIII took to their
heels oia Wtae
"Ban@7' went gun right close be-
hind them. i'
'"Or cried Old Peter; "oh! oh! does
yer think-he'l hit usP'
''He's pow'ful ham wild gum"
said Win. ale kin shoot q squirrel in
de eye eb'ry pop"
80, my po' ole legs! my po' ole legs!
Deys mos gin out"
"Bang9 went the gun again.
Old Peters foot caught in Il grape
vine, and he fell heels-over-head into a
little ravine.
willie" he said, as he lay upon his
back in the mud and water, "dOes yer
think he'll git us?''
'.He will eff he hears us a-talkin',"
said VIII, who was so full OF laughter
at Old Peters tumble that he could
hardly hold in. keep still and don't
think he'll find u.s."
"But de dog-he'll be sho' ter smell
us out"
II don't b'leve he's tu'n him loose
yit He's gone back, / thinks, now, en-
eff yo' git up en- run right fas' mebby
we kin git away TO he do. Hits
nifty cross dog. Four times worser
dan yo' Ring. He's a reglar blood
bull, en- wen he hays holt er man
onst, he don't nebber let 60 till dey pry
his jaw OPEN
''De law sakes! we'd better be gittin'
away from heah, Willie" said Old Pc
ter getting onto his feet.
II don't think he's follerin' u.s." said
Will. after they had gotten some dis
lance from the patch. Lies set down
en- res little"
They sat down on an old log. and
Old Peter put his hands over his face
and moaned:
''How fer am it home, Willie?" he
inquired.
"'Bout two mile; but I knows
shorter cut yit den dat we come by.
Foller long after me-
where's my nutmegP" said Mat
thew, when they had got back again.
"Shuah, honey, we did'n hab no
time ter git away wild no nutmeg, we
didn't. How We been gittin' long wild
de patchp"
''Tollible like Said Matthew. "Dar
wuz somebody in de patch W lie you
wuz gone. 1 fired de gun at EN- er
couple er times, en- l had noshun ter
tu'n Ring loose onter EN-"
"Well, Mat" said VIII, ~ spect we
better be a-gittin long to DIS home.'
The next morning VIII and Mat
thew made Old Peter another visit.
"Howdy this mornin', Uncle Peter?"
obiu w AIisth WO HdD lull
night?"
81 dono i dono'," SAID Old Peter.
eyes, we did hab some fun, dat am a
fac; but while ewuz gone somebody
wuz heah en- ct my finest milyens, en-
slu' shed lots OBJ de green ones yes,
they did. Well, some ks is too mean
ter lib"
"Well, we can't stay; but we'll come
az in some night en- see eff we can't help
yer cotch de t lief, said viii.
When they got out of sight of Old
Peter, Will and Matthew rolled on the
ground and laughed till the tears came.
"Well," said Will, II didn't think
we could a fooled de ole man so easy.
like ter bust las night, l wanted ter
laugh so bad ven seen de ole rascal
a-squ shin his own milyens. 1 took
i'm monty circuit roun' de country,
IN / wuz afeerd dat he wo'd know his
patch wen brought i'm back ter it;
but don't b'lieve he 'spicion muffin
yit. Eff he do, he hain't gwine ter let
ct on" y Golden Days.