Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-06-16

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vel ex I a. that s. khnz ona thing
mora'n another EN- mAake woman
b'ilin' ISIS havin' 80 roll ont dough
with one-handled rollin, pin. So 4
went ont an sh0ppod xoun "a. diolsrsd
Eur new Kollin pin. en- think that'l
rufher smooth down AI'Einw's feathers.
y mt things ontex peace fooiin' ngin.
An lein' on tho subieo D r0llin' pins.
can't zee ex thur ben one durn improve
n,ent made 81 sem sence tie fusf one
were turned out. no more'n til has ID
wheelbar's, d they n made iisk the Same
nov e. they was seven thous'n year
go.
ssBe they :" asked che Squire. -
/ don't reckomember.
ssJist the same. said The Ola Eetsler.
Same e'xaC'ly. Then, ag'ns thnr's
wooden-shoe bob sleds. W00den-shOe
bob eleds has been wooden-shoe bob
sIedB ever sence tn were snow 70 run
EN- Oh, an they'm wooden-sh0e bob
nleda VT. a ye can't make nokhin' elss
0utsn 'em. An talkin' bout roIIin' pins
an wheeIbar's ma wo0den.shoe bob
sleds kinder fetches back TO me sumpin'
else that nobody never zee no improve
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o. Goslin' Hfll-not one eyed Nate. fur
he could think fur enough ahead to
know that II IL was Roin Ter rain til
want no use 3 tryfn' To thrash buck.
whit; not him, but Eaphead Nate, his
cousin, who never knOw'd enough,
b'gosh, to drive . mulley COW to pas
tnr. r.
ssBut, hol' on, Maior." said the
Squire. 'sNate couldn't ha' ben sich en-
ALFRED saphead, neither. he know'd
enough. anyhow, 10 take II seven bar
IN one night without gittin' : scratch.
No or'nary, everyday Junk Is goin' ter
do that, Major. TIL mus be some snap
10 teller e. kin ketch seven bar In one
night
"D'ye mean that yarn OF has been
handed down fur two ginerations o
Mates family, bout his goin' hum one
night from Pilgrim Silfer's chopin, an
meetin' big bar face TO face, which he
pIunked on the head with his axe an
tumbIed Il, an then had 20 shoot
another one that jumped Out'n the bush
&C him on one side, an then turn quick
an put the alugs inter another big nm
that jumped ont on Eoth0r side, cook
In it's goose iist In time TO be ready fur
o fourth bar that come ct him, an
slittin' les heart in two with his huntin'
knife while Q fifth big IN we're crawlin'
up behind him, which he heerd a-comin'
an spun roun' an met It with slash o.
the knife that left the bars head hangin'
by jist couple o. inches o. hide, which
made SIGH orful sight that sixth bar
that had come along to iine In the skrina-
mage were skeert so bad that for it got
its senses back Nate had time to load
his gun an put hole through Il big
enough fur q kitchen stovepipe 10 sc II.
so that the bar didn't hev the chance
to see how slick Nate ripped the
stomach out'n q seventh bar that
drapped Ia Is that the yarn ye mean 2"
asked the Old Settler.
ssThat's the record, said the Squire.
"a man ez kin do that has got to hev Q
leetle gumption bout him, take ii.
'sWall, Saphead Nate Tankelbun
never done nothin' o. the kind, Squire,
the Old Settler asserted. saThat's q
family yarn that's ben told so long that
q good many folks believes it. I know
the hull truth bout them seven bar, an
that were wat ] were gointer tell ye
bout, bein' ez thur w0oden.shoe bob
sleds ez well ez bar mixed up in Il.
ssWhen Nate fust went TO hvin' on
GOslin' Hill he had nigh onter the run
o. the hull country to hisself. His
clearin we're bounded on the north by
nowhar. The highest pint on the east
were Bill Flint'H cabin, ten miles away,
with Hell's Bottom swamp betwixt The
clearin' were bounded on the south by
easnkv, v,A~.m4, &1.n nmern 40 "a s~.mr -. &Tss
north, an on the west By the settin'
sun. Nate had q job In the bark woods,
an didn't put no more o. his time inter
hllin' the sile thin we're necessary TO
keep him an his OIL woman in Eaters,
cabbage, an SIGH. The second spring
Nate lived on the Hill he said to his
wife one day:
Bets, said he, wat we want fur
next winter Is . pair q wooden shoe bob
sleds.
sGummed Il don't think yer right.
Nate, says Bets.
$50 Nate, bein' handy with tools,
went TO work. an ms week or so had
knocked together the properest kind o.
q pair o bob sIeds. with 9 body big
enough 70 carry ton d hay, an hick'ry
shoes ez white an e. glib e. streaks o
taller. AFTER the finishin' tetches was
put On the hobs Nate an Bets stood q
lo0kin' the sled oil over an feelin' en-
proud Of It en- Il Il was twins. All Of q
suddent Bets's jaw kinder fell, an she
looked fuBt &C Nate an then re the sled
n q way that made Nate ast her Il she
| we're goiu' crazy or had 9 sc b cramps.
'Haint the sled alI rightg be askA
g Poorly ez red wagon, said Bets,
AN Il We hev any snow mex winter it'll
run a. slick e. . log raft on 8 June
fresh; but watts q pesterin' Of me Is,
says ehe, sWsat'n under the blue dome
+ We goin' Ter run it with. We haint
got no boss, says she, snor no mule,
nor no steer. nor not even q suckin' cali
10 hook 10 Il, or be " gointer break ne
ID 20 work single, says she, SOS I kin
yank e roun over the boolyvard . Cos
lin Hill z says ehe.