Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1886-01-14
.sE&sTss-A WARRANT On Losr

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t~~S1&STNS-A WARRANT On Losr
MouSTAIN..-From Joel Chandler Hsr-
lis humorous and dramatic story,
Trouble on Lost Mountain" in the
January Century, is taken this char
acteristic incident Of mountain life in
Northern Georgia "On one occasion
shortly after the war, Abe had gone
to the little country town on business.
and had been vexed into laying rough
hands on one Of the prominent citizens
who was trife under the influence
of liquor. A warrant was issued, and
Dave McLendon. the sheriff Of the
county, a stumpy little man, whose
boldness and prudence made him the
terror of criminals, was sent to serve
it. Abe, who was on the lookout for
some such visitation, saw him coming,
and prepared himself. He stood in
the doorway, with his rias flung care
lessly across his left arm.
Hold on thar. D2ver he cried,
as the latter came up. The sheriff,
knowing his man, halted.
al hate to ding away my manners,
Dave, he went on, 'bu. folks is gettin'
to be mighty funny these days. A
mans obleeged to s'srch his best
frens fore he kin find out Their which
aways. Dave. what sort OF = docky-
ment is ycu got ag'in' me?'
| al got warrant, Abe, said the
sheriff pleasantly.
! well, Dave, hit won't fetch me-
said Abe.
"'Oh. yes said the sheriff. Yea
it will, Abe. I bin usin' these kind
er warrants q mighty long time. an
they satches feller every whack.'
"'Now, I'll tell you what, Dave,
said Abe, patting his rifle. I got a
dockyment here that'll fetch you a
blame sight quicker'n your docky-
ment'll fetch me; an I tell you right
now, plain an fiat, I hain't a.gwine
to be drug arOun' an slapped in Jail
THE heriffleaned srelessly against
the rail fence in the attitude of a man
who is willing to argue an interest
ing question.
"'Well, / tell you how | feel about
it. Abe, said the sheriff, speaking
very slowly. You kin shoot me, but
you can't shoot the law. Bang away
at me. an thar's another warrant after
you. This yer one what In already got
don't amount to shucks, so YOU better
fling on your coat, saddle your horse,
an go right along wi me the- ~
nelghborly ez YOU please.
Dave. said Abe, if you come IN at
that gate you er a goner.'
well, Abe the sheriff replied,
I lowed you'd kick; ! know what
human natur on these hills is, an so
l thes axed some er the boys to come
along. They er right down thar in
the hOller. They hain't got no mo
idea what I come fer n the man in the
moon; yit they make q mighty peart
posse. Tooby shore. q great big man
like you amt afreaIed fer ter face q
little bit er law
ABE Hightower hesitated a mo-
msnt, and then went into the house.
In few minutes he issued forth and
r went out to the gate where the sheriff
+. was. The faces of the two men were
}. study. Neither betrayed any
emotion nor alluded to the warrant
q The sheriff asked after the crap, and
b Abe told him it was 'middlin peart,
r and asked him to 60 into the hous.
Y and make himself at home until th,
). horse could be saddled. After a Will,
a the two rode away. Once during the
p ride Abe said,
4 N mighty glad it want tha
N fellsr what run agi'n you last fAl!
IA Dave
q why asked the sheriff.
1 "'Bekaze I'd a plugged him. Ger
20 tain an shore, said Abe.
of We'll, said the sheriff, laughing
N 1 wuz 9 wishin' mighty hard the
r. about that time that the t'o,her feIls
: had got 'lected.