The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-02-13
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lGN GukLbuQ anu CAIuS bO bubS COUutIy brought their mother tongue witl them. It was their language and the, had a right to leave it to their children SO, l think, the English language is a much the inherent right of this county as it is of England. Well, colonel" Lei added as he got of the fence, |" mus proceed"
 "Won't go home with me?"
 No, not today"
 Len left the colonel sitting on the fence When he had gone some distance b, looked back and saw his friend reading i; newspaper with as much contentment, i seemed, as though he were sitting in hi. library. Len experienced some difficult, in finding Hobdy's house, but at length he unexpectedly came upon it. Ned wa. chopping wood in the yard. Len climbed over the fence and approached within a few feet of her before she saw him.
 "Wall, ef this ain't CT come off," she said, throwing down the axe.
 "Why, my little girl, what are you try ing to do?"
 "Ain't tryin' ter do nothin' Jes doin it, that's all"
 Let me chop it for you," said Len, taking the axe.
 "Wall, but hurry up fur ther fire is al- most out an dads got his pains bigger'n CT mule. Yistid'y he walked all CT roun but he's snatched ter-day."
 Now let me take it in for you," said Len when he had chopped several sticks of wood.
 "Wall, but let me go in fust, fur ef yer wuz ter s'prise dad he mout cuss yer. He's ther cussenest man yer ever seed when he's got his pains."
 Len followed the girl. "Dad," said Ned as she stepped into the room where the old man sat, here's Mir Len."
 "Dam MT. Len," roared the old man
 Don't pay no 'tention ter him." said the girl, flor he's got his pains. Wal, tell l rake up ther chunks an then put ther wood on ther fire. That's it," she added when Len had followed her di- rections.
 "Dam yer," cried the old man, "don't kick yer foot ag'in' my lsg."
 "l won't," said Len.
 "Wall, ef hadenter throwd out CT hint yer would"
 "No l wouldn't. am very careful" :"
 "Yas, dam keerful."
 "Dad, don't cuss. MT. Len, ther bad man is goin' ter git dad ef he don't look out. Wy, this mawnin' while wuz out in ther yard he come erlong an put his elbows on ther fence an' says, 'Whar's that man that cusses SOP He's dun gone,' said, an yer neenter come here airter 'im.' Then he wenter way an hain't been back sense. Mir. Len, set on this cheer fur that'n'll spill yer"
 Old man Hobdy looked at Len and said:
 "Ned lowed yer want stuck up."
 "Well, Pm not, hope, MT. Hobdy."
 "Mr. Ther Devil," said the old man as he scowled and with a jerk drew up one oi his legs. "l don't know whut yer've got ter be stuck up erbout. Elf it want fur } CT grandaddy yer'd be as pore as CT June rabbit"
 "Dad," said Ned as she approached the old man and put her hands on his bead, don't scold MT. Len fur look at ther nice wood he fotch in fur yer"
 "Who'n hell's scoldin' him? ?"
 Thar, dad, fur pity sake don't cuss."
 "Who could hep cussin' when thar ain't nothin' ter eat in ther house."
 "Yas thar is, dad; thar's ther turkey Oh, let me tell yer, Mir. Len. This mawn- in when went out ter feed ther COW whut did see but CT gre't big turkey CT settin' on the low limb uv CT tree. l knowd that dad couldn't shoot him cause he had his pains, so l slipped in ther house, got ther gun, slipped oat, put it on ther fence, tuck aim jes thiser way, shet my eyes and pulled. Bang, went ther gun an then ter flop, flop, flop; ther ole turkey fell. l gethered him up an fotch him ter ther house an scalded him an picked him an I'm goin' ter cook him, an airter all that dad says thar ain't mo- thin ter eat in ther house."
 "I didn't think CT bout that" the old man replied.
 But he oughter think erbout sich things, oughtnt he, MT. Len?"
 "I should think so," Len ventured to reply.
 The old man looked at him with a ferre Olapre aud vepl;Ad. 0Var dnu,<