The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1884-02-28
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BIG JACK SMALL.
|CoNCLUDED.


The camp to which Big Jack
Small's freight was consigned was a
new one, and, Of course, the last days
of the trip led the team over newly
broken roads, which fact increased the
labor of Mr.. Small, and gave to his
face and languages a somewhat SER
ious expression. During the last
days drive before coming to camp,
the road was particularly uneven, and
on the down-grade caused the long
high wagon-boxes to reel to and fro
like boats at sea. Often the wagons,
despite the strong friction Of the
bowling brakes, pressed upon the cat
tie and crowded them upon each 9TH
er en- naasse. Then again the hind
most wagon, in making a turn, en-
croached so far upon the inner side Of
the circle that the brake must be let
up to avoid sliding farther and over
turning, as rolling wheel slides less
than wheel which is locked.
On one of these siding turns, on
the brink of shallow dry water-wash.
Mr.. Small was compelled to stop his
team to prevent the overthrow Of the
rear wagon. As he proceeded to re-
lease the brake, which on this partic-
ular wagon had it's leaver low down
and between the forward and hind
wheel, the wheels, from the slight
move they made after being released,
settled the wagon just little, but far
enough in its nearly poised position
to turn it over suddenly, before Mr..
Small could fly for safety.
Mr.. Signal had been anxiously and
prayerfully observing, from the rear
of the train, the attitude of things.
He heard sudden shout, crash, and
then all was silent, and Jack Small
invisible. The unconscious cattle
stood quietly in the yoke; Mr.. Signal
ran wildly from one side of the wagon
to the other, endeavoring to discover
some clue to Mr.. Small, while the In
dian walked gravely up from the head
of the team, where he had been sta
toned to keep it in check, and stolid-
ly observed, pointing to the PROSTATE
wagon, 'Uh! one UNI wagon heap
ketch um Big jack
Mr.. Sighal looked in the impertu-
bable face Of the Indian, the Indian
looked into the face of Mr.. Signal,
and they both looked at the wagon.
Then the Indian sat down upon the
hillside, and Mr.. Signal stood pale
and sad turning his hands nervously
through each other, vainly trying to
determine what to do next. Sudden
ly he called the Indian, and began
actively unloading unfortunate wag-
on, With the intention, as he after
ward explained, Of lifting it back
by hand; which feat, considering its
great size and weight, was nearly as
far beyond the available power there
present as to lift the whole load.
While thus fiercely engaged, and
urging the Indian to increased exer=
tion in the same direction, he heard a
voice as of one crying from the
depths,
"Hullo, Parson =
20, thank God my dear Mr.. Small,
you still live p
Eyes, sir. | haint dead yit.'
"Are you seriously injured ?-and
do tell me what to do, Mr.. Small"
Guess not, I'm down we're in the
holler, but it's mighty close quarters
like fishin' worm under a board.
Eff the wagon-box don't settle down
on me, [ reckon I'm bout all ri ght.
What're yer doin', Parson?"
unloading the wagon, Mr.. Small" -"
HI! That haint no use. Git
the couplin' chains faola the other
wagons-bus chock the wheels fust
pass 'em roun' the box from end
to end, bout quarter-way down from
the top; then bring the ends together
on the side O the boy. Sabe2"
II hope do, Mr.. Small"
| Then take five yoke @ cattle an
another chain-an extry chain, more'n
that would do to hitch up fer COM
mon with-drive the cattle roun' to
the other side O. the wagon, an pint
'em straight across from the road
hitch that extry chain OF the wagons
then hitch tAe oat}le's chain to that
/ extry chain. Sabe?"
Il think | do, Mr.. Small"
"When yer git that done, holler tc
me- Don't hurry. Work right
ahead as though thar wasn't pothin
wrong"
! THE parson eonscientiously, ye1
with much misgiving, went about hi:
task, and when be had all ready, anC
the cattle strung out at right angle:
with the road, he stepped up to the
postrate wagon, and, tnrning as oHf
who listens down well, as shouted
Mr. Small 81
"Hullo-o y
Il believe I have done as you tolt
me-"
Got everything hitched atronge-
don't want no slips in this game, ye
know-'cause eff this wagon-bo!
slides much you'll have flat corps
to preach asfuneral onr'
80 dear! dear! Mr.. Small = ex
claimed the parson, vexed and horri
fled. "What next shall [ do?'
! "Give Gov a strong bar'l, ef yer XII