Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-09-13
HOT WEATHER IN PIKE.
A Topic About Which the Old settler
and the Squire Argue, Differing
Widely.

Widely.
From the New York sun.
MILFORD. September lott was eyehing. O,
the back stoop of the tavern, in the present hot
spell. The thermometer stood at 81 degrees
Somebody came along and remarked that IL was
hot. The county clerk opened his eyes an5
looked YEARLY at the speaker. The sheriff
glanced wistfuy at a club that Law near him
but he made no effort to reach out and use il
The big dog on the stoop turned up one eye ans
growled. The eN-poundmaster relaxed slightly
his semi-somnolescent attitude and said. with
no trace OF anger or malice, but much Of Ian
guor. in his voice:
"W-h-a-a-t-d-i-d-y-o-u s-t-r-a-n-
g-e-r?"
II said IL was hot" replied the stranger aud
there was so much caloric In his tone that the
thermometer jumped degree higher.
''0-h-h-h" said the ex-Poundmaster, and he
settled back into somnolence
The stranger moved of in disgust. and who
should step briskly up. with spleased look and
his coat on. but the Old Settler.
Aha, boys" said he. rubbing his hands 't's
like a regeneratn sperrit. b'gosh. to feel some
giniwine ole ortumn weather peelin' of itself fur
business wunst more, hain't itY"
The boys knew the Old Settler. No one spoke
word. No one seemed TO hear him. He
looked around. Evidently no one intended to
uiSceul iTOu HIS estliDdte OF the Nedtner. lie
pleased expression left his face He looked
thoughtful Suddenly his face frightened
again. He seemed to catch ray OF hope.
The Squire haint ben an gone already has
he. boys? said he; cause ifhe has-no he hain't,
bgosh Here he comes now, lOppin' along
prayin' to hsself, I'll bate cause the 'tarnal hot
summer ez we've had has got up an scooted"
sure enough. there the Squire came; his
coat Of, his shirt sleeves rolled up. his hat I'm
one hand. while he mopped his face with his
S.affl lar .l.aA han,
pleased. The Squire wilted down in a chair
like lettuce Leaf under hot vinegar
"w-h-e-e-w." said he. "Wall, Major. I've
see some torable weather in my time. / think
takin' it hot an cold eZ it runs. from Janwary
to July. an from July TO Janiwary, but If this
don't plump the bulls-eye a leetle slicker than
any hot weather that ever tackled me afore. then
I'm Oddly dod-durned from way back"
''Hoti exclaimed the Old Settler and you'd
have sworn he was really astonished Hot I
hope We don't call this hot weather. Squire
Here's me an Mriar kiverin' up our flower beds
ey'ry night TO keep EN- from bein' fetched with
frost, an here's you hoerin' bout it's bein'
hot! Squire. burned If don't think yo'm get
tin leetie cracked. do, bgoshi"
Il may be gettin' Ieetle cracked, Major [" re-
piled the Squire, IAN you may be kiyerin' up
yer flower beds fur fear O. frost or We NAV be
lyin jlst which We please, with bets in favor o.
the lynn. but this is the fust hot weather ever
see. Ii sumpin haint twisted the equator way
from Cuby and dropped it down onter Pike
county, then We Kin bile mel"
esquire" said the Old Settler. remonstra-
lively, whats the use o. your bcin' so consarned
contrary? | don't mean no fence but b'cosh
We make yerseit pooty clus onter disagree'ble,
sometimes. Now, If I'd O come an sot down
here an said it was hot, you'd a right up an
poO-poohed. an said sumpin' bout yer havin'
had durn notion o putin on yer oyercoat
fore We left hum, an was sorry We hadn't or
some other piece o contrairiness Then We allus
seem to wanter pick a quart. Here | sot an
want sayin' consumed word bout the
weather, an up you bOunces en- begins at me
bout it's bein' hot. Then, cause don't fall in
with yer cOntrairiness, but sticks up for it, be-
in bracn' and insiniwatin' oItumn weather.
which it is, then We git mad an say I'm lynn.
Wall, kin ist tell ye, b'gosh, Squire that
hain't agointer resk my flower beds list cause
you say it's hot not by long shot. hain't. an
We kin like it or lumpit, bgosht mighty which
ever We durn pleased"
Flower beds" exclaimed the Squire "Who
cares fur yer flower beds? | don't care q hair
out n mules tail for 'em. You can kyer 'em
an onkiver 'em, an kiver 'em agin. An We
kin go right hum now and kiver 'em II We want
to. Nobody's holdin' of We! But We can't set
thar an face me down that il han't hot! Ye
never see it so hot, and We know it, Look at
the tn mom'ter! Look at the th'mom'ter. with
the ball on it heated SO We can't bear yer finger
on 1t, an then say it amt hot You make me
sick, Major"
81 don't care fur no thmom'terl" exclaimed
the Old Settler Dye s'pose I'm gointer let a
thing like that, eZ can't do nothln' but hang
onter post, pick out weather fur me? Wall.
b'gosh, no! We had a little weather guess
fore tn momters come out, an we'd hev some
more weather if ev'ry one on EN- In creation
should bust an tn couldn't no more git made
The idee, anyhow, O. folks blievin' that all the
weather eZ comes along has TO pass through
them durn things fore We kin know how hot it
is or how cold it is! know when weather's
hot, think. 1 kin member one summer when
was boy, when it was so hot that We had to
keep the rippnest kind O. big fires agoin in the
house, all the time. to cool off the air. it bein SO
durn much hottern the fires was! Why twas
common thing. that summer, fur folks ez was
travelin to stop at housen long the roads an
asst IL they could please come in an set by the
fire an get COOL 1t makes me coder'n | act'lIy
feel, tonight, to think O. some O. the hot weather
l kin member. B-r-r-r-r! Thll be frost to-
night sartiu, an"
The County Clerk got M and walked inside
The boys and the Squire traed after him. The
Old Settler edged in rubbing his hands. Every.
body but the Old Settler ordered it with ice He
was game to the last.
Bartender" said he, ''make me q hot
Scotch