The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-02-20
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"Au right, I'll tell her."
 "Whut, yer ain't goin'3" said Braley, appearing in the doorway.
 "Yes, must go."
 "Wait till l git in little mo- wood an I'll go with yer"
 "Yer'Il not do no sich uv CT thing" Mrs. Braley snapped. "All you study erbout is CT chance ter git erway from home. Ispize ter see CT man allus want in ter gad erbout. Here haven't put my foot offen ther place fur nigh on ter six months, an nobody ever tells me ter go an enjoy myself don't want ter hurry yer of, MT. Gansett, but ef yer air waitin' fur him yer might as well go erlong."
 Braley pulled his hat down over his face, took up his axe and attacked stick of wood with revengeful vigor. Len turned away, and had gone but short distance when he was overtaken by one of Braley's boys. Say thar"
 Len stopped and said: "Well, what is it"
 Pap says come over ter-mor' an he'll slip erway an go CT huntin' with yer"
 "I don't know whether can come or not"
 Better come, fur he lows that he knows whar CT ole buck uses. Fl yer come jes' stop out in ther woods an hol- Ter. Mur is in her tantrums, pap lows, an don't want him ter go. Comin'2"
 No, 1 believe not"
 "Hain't got no flat terbacker erbout yer, reckon ?"
 "No."
 "Sarch yersef an sec"
 "l know that haven't for l don't chew"
 Pap lowed efyer have he'd like ter have some,"
 "Tell him that haven't any"
 "Wall, but when yer see him ergin don't tell him that I axed yer fur ther terbacker fur he mout furgit that he tole me. Eli yer'n gimme CT dog I'll come over ter yer house sometime"
 have no dog"
 "Then I'll slip of some time an come over ter yer house anyhow fur when wuz over thar wunst Miz Gansett give me CT gre't big hunk uv sweet bread an it want made with sorghum, nuther. Goodbye"
 When Len reached home he found his grandparents engaged In religious dis cussion. The old couple were members of the same church, but in their estab- lished creed there were points upon which they could not agree. Mrs. Gan sett, having suffered somewhat during the argument, appealed to Len.
 I'm sure don't know, grandma"
 "W'y, my child, it is as plain as day light"
 "Then why does grandpa not agree with your"
 The old man rubbed his knees, habit with him when he meditated mischief The old lady replied: "He won't agree jes' because there is so much O the fetch talked rcd mule in him, that's why. He knows that Pm right"
 "No, Len, I'll tell you the way of it," said the old man. "The bible bears me out in what say and yo' grandma thinks that there Is something wrong with the book"
 The old lady looked searchingly at him to determine whether or not he were in earnest. The old mans face relaxed not line of Its gravity; and then, the old lady, thoroughly convinced that he was not testing, sorowfully said :: Bob, do believe that you air losin' your mind. You know jest as well as you know yo' name that am right. A man may git religion away from the mourners' bench, but the bible don't say that he kaint get it at the mourners' bench. It grieves me to think how far away you air driftin' in yo' ole age. do believe that you'd ruther frolic then to pray"
 "pd rather laugh then to cry" the old man replied.
 "lt's pity that you don't cry mo- than you do, goodness knows. l don't mine seein' body in good humor, but don't like to see a body always lookin' out fur suthin' to snicker at."
 Better do that, Sarah, then to search 'roun fur suthin' to grieve at."
 "No you wouldn't, no sich thing. The Savior was man O sorrow an wuz 'quainted with grief"
 "Yes, because His mission was sorroA tul yet, with all He did not command His followers to mourn. He said suffer little children to come unto Me- and we all know