Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1885-06-12

nlent made IN EN- beuoe ehS A"''
were turned out, no more'n tn has III
wheelbar's, n they'm made list the same
now ez they was seven thousn year
@Be they ?" asked the Squire. II
don't reckomember. +"
s'Jist the same, said the Old Settler
"Same e'zae'ly. Then, ag'n, thars
wooden-shoe bob sleds. Wooden-shoe
hob sleds has been wooden-shoe bob
sheds ever sence tn we're snow to run
'em on. an they'm wooden-shoe bob
sleds vii, n ye can't make nothfn' eise
out'n 'em. An talkin' bout rollin' pins
an wheelbar's an wooden-shoe bob
sleds kinder fetches back to me sumpin'
else that nobody never see no improve
ment in, an that was Nate Tankelbun
O. Goslin' Hill-not one-eyed Nate, fur
he could think fur enough ahead to
know that if it was goin' ter rain tn
want no use q tryin' to thrash buck
whit; not him, but Saphead Nate, his
cousin, who never know'd enough,
b'gosh, to drive a mulley COW to pas
"But, hol' on, Major" said the
Squire. ''Nate couldn't ha' ben SIGH an
ALFRED saphead, neither. He knowd
enough, anyhow, to take in seven bar
in one night without gittin' a scratch.
No Urinary, everyday Junk is goin' ter
do that. Major. TIL mus be some snap
to a Teller ez kin ketch seven bar in one
night"
ssD'ye mean that yarn ez has been
handed down fur two generations O.
Mates family, bout his goin' hum one
night from Pilgrim Silfer's chopin, an
meetin' q big bar face to face, which he
q nlunked on the head with his axe an
tnmbled it. an then had to shoot
another one that jumped out'n the bush
, at him on one side, an then turn quick
an put the slugs inter another big IN
that jumped out on t'other side, cook
in its goose list in time to be ready fur
a fourth bar that come at him, an
slittin' its heart in two with his huntln
knife while a fifth big I'M were crawlin
mo behind him, which he heerd a-comin'
u an spun roun' an met it with q slash o
the knife that left the bars head hangln
Q bv list a couple o. inches O hide, which
-. made SIGH a orful sight that sixth bal
that had come along to line IN the skrlm,
mage were skeert so bad that Tor 1t gol
its senses back Nate had time to loao
his gun an put hole through It bis
enough fur a kitchen stovepipe to ut IN
so that the bar didn't hev the chance
to see how slick Nate ripped the
. stomach out'n O seventh bar that
Il drapped in ? Is that the yarn ye mean ?
asked the Old Settler.
'eThat's the record, said the Squire
"a man ez kin do that has got to hey
Is leetle gumption bout him, l take it.
le ''Wan, Saphead Nate TankelbuIL
10 never done nothin' O. the kind, Squire,
the Old Settler asserted. ''That's
o. family warn that's ben told so long tina
q a good many folks believes it. l know
=, the hull truth bout them seven Jar, an
q that were wat I WEI, gointer tell y
m bout. bein' ez thur wooden-shoe Dol
to sleds ez we'll ez bar mixed up in it.
4, sfWhen Nate fust went to Twin OF
s. Goslin' Hill he had nigh onter the rul
u, o. the hull country to hisseh. III
TO clearin' were bounded on the north b,
ae nowhar. The highest pint on the cas-
O. were Bill Flint's cabin, ten miles away
n with Hell's Bottom swamp betwiXt. III
q cIearin' were bounded on the south b
IN pootv much the same as it were on tn
as north. an on the west by the settlr
SIM. Nate had job in the bark woods
=, AM didn't put no more O. his time lnte
ia tiIlin' the sile thin were necessary
ne keen him an his OF woman in taters
IN cabbage. an SIGH. The second sprln
'lG Nate lived on the Hill he said to hi
II wife one day:
WI next winter is a pair O. wooden shoe DO
lar sleds.'
ler 'Gummed If I don't think yer righ
20 Nate says Bets.
!, II $50 Nate, bein' handy with tool
'n' went to work, an in week or so ha
knocked together the properest kind
W a pair O. bob sleds, with body d
5oI enough to carry a ton O hay, an hick'l
." shoes ez white an ez glib ez streaks
~ taller. AFTER the finishin' tetches w
laV mt on the hobs Nate an Bets stood
iookin' the sled all over an teelin
my nrOud of il ez if it was twins. All OF
e s5 Student Bets's jaw kinder fell an 81
- looked fust at Nate an then at the SIC
i lTS in a way that made Nate asst her II 81
~ were goin' crazy or had fit O cramps
III III "'Haint the sled all rightP he asst.
anS Pooty ez a red wagon, said Bel
: ., AN if we hev any snow mex winter II
'eT- run ez slick ez a log raft on Jul
; fresh; but watts pesterin' OF me L
Gov saws She, 'W'at'n under the blue dor
oh r we goin' ter run it with. We hal
INT got no hoss,' says she, nor no mul
cells nor no steer, nor not even a suckin' CT
I'M to hook to it, or be ye gointer break
dist in to work single, says she, SOS K
vapk it roun' over the boolyVard o GC
lin Hill 2 says she,
IN, Gwen Nate managed to get inter
= head wat Bets were drivin' at he ]
ind kerflummixed.
, ,inu " sWall, gum my moc'sins T says |
M ne. IT never hunk O. that, an now, nit
an5 I kin cuniure up some kind O. perpet.
, en notion says he, 'or rig the hobs
% with oars an sails, the consumed THU
his pooty as she is, says he, 'wun't be
no. more use to us thin the hind wheel o
stch bark wagon.
mes "This knocked the sperrits clean on
tin Nate an Bets, an they sot down In
the cabin feelin' ez glum ez if tn wer
rack fnner'l goin' on an they was the Oh
lake mourners, Nate said It was a dI
shame to hev them hobs split ]
give 'cause he didn't happen to hev boss
nder two. an him and Bets couldn't shi
end, the blues ofPn 'em nohow. Boz
week arter the dislKiv'ry were made t
val the bob sled wouldn't be no use with
,und somethin' to pull 'em, Nate laid avn
ker, in bed a thinkin' the sittiwation over
turn BETS r he hollered. Wake
pin Bets I've struck it +
loud ''Bets got awake and wanted to KIN
.dn't what Nate had struck.
she "I've struck way to navigate
hobs + Nate yelled. I've hit the i
lers. plumb +
Jays. "'No = says Bets, gittin' up an in
} is Nate. Git out T says she. Whats
says ideeY
new 'B'arsY says Nate. Bars Is
pot idee A rippin' team O. bars, Be