Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-03-27

| myself that II ever had er chance I'd see ei
| Thar want I've got ther chance an nave
sorter come ter Their 'clusion that thar is little
law iayln roun summers"
WHATS that matter with yer?" some one
| crleo. have yer furgot that Nose Sanders waz
out"
THAT woulder been err two handed game, I"
Else no epeG I'VE ar talkin So ah;n so ara
an, am willin' ter do it but yer mustn't tech that
HE amt got no mo- sense then ter shoot er
| leiier, said a man who felt that his cause was
| growing weak.
T Sew rs yeye struck it, Continued.
| been tryin' ter find out fur many er day whut
I'm fit fur am have jes diskiyered that it is ter
| eff hadn'ter KEEP dreamin' NV it. Boys, know
| mighty well that yer could Kill me an, take
shame it 'ud be. The preacher would say,
| Laws er massy, they've Killed that no count
Nick an er blessed pore piece NV work they've
couse We all know Sanders an we know that
| he's got some good pints erbout him, sc
wey troW
hammer. Wy, I'd hate ter shoot SIGH er
promisin' young Teller as you air. That's er
leveling the pistol at some one who stopped to
| take up the hammer, "don't straighteu up with
it ur III have to parize yer That's IT, let it eI
| twenty NV yer, but jedgin frum Their noise Yer
made down yon 1 thought thar must be er
Nick" said Wiley Thompson, the man who
| had thrown down the sledge hammer, 81 be.
lieve yer're right erbout this thing. I'm going
| home. Good night fellers."
| A few moments later the Jail and its vicinity
We're quiet. The next morning when Mrs.
was surprised at not finding him in bed. Just
| then. glancing through window, she Beheld
| an unexpected sight-Nick blowing in the field.
She called him, and when he came to break.
| fast he said:
"Mam,. yer look at me like wuz er
Wall, fur goodness sake, son. whut's got
Nick told her of the affair at the Jail.
praising his courage, mo mo- foolishness fur
| me. I'm erbOut as straung Their next man,
an frnm this time on Pm goin' ter work.
I'm gOin to see this ole house fixed up like 1t
wuz in papS lifetime, an stead Nv SEEM yer
WARM that ole coat I'm goin ter git yer a
| new one. Vas, an morn that, mann, I'm goin'
| ter sorter slick up er little an go ter church
with yer"
The old woman threw her arms around
know how happy yer make this pore ole heart.
My life has been nearly bothered outen me,
| thinkin' ov whut wuz goin ter become ov us,
but now, thank the Lawd-"
THAR, now, mann; thar now. Lemme hurry
back ter work. fed my horses aiore day an
1t was soon discovered that Tai Smith,
although frighttully cut, was not dead. When
| he regained consciousness and strength enough
| TO talk he told the friends who had gathered at
his bedside that Sanders not to blame.
when he kotch up with me, said the wounded
an quicker'n cat ken bat his eye, turned on
him an then an thar we had it, an then an
thar got ther wust ov it. fit like er white
head, but didn't peer to faze him. So my
frien's wanted ter hang him when it got nor
ated round, ell? 1 wush yerd go an let him
OUT
When Sanders was liberated, without stop
ping to thank the men who had opened the jail
door, he went straightway to the Page place;
and seeing Nick blowing in the field climbed
over the fence and approached him.
whoa; Wy helloe, Nose, when'g'er git oute"
whut yer-oh, dang il, l ken fight er man, but
don't know how ter thank him."
Don't try 1t, Nose Dam it, air yer goin' ter
like ever body that comes round me wanster
6lubber Amt got time ter talk ter yer, Nose.
SO yer ken talk, come over an see u.s.
Shortly after Sanders left the field, Nick
looking up when he arrived at the end OF u
.'land," saw Wiley Thompson sitting ON the
'W attn fer yer, Nick" said Thompson, as he
got OFT the fence and shook hands with the plow-
"Wall, I'm here"
$50 see, an now that yer air here, wanter
NV Their boys had meetin' an we all lowed
that Nick Page wuz develish good timber fur
sheriff The 'leckshOn amt fur off an yer can
be 'lected easy as fallin' often a lawg.'
Wiley, yer don't mean whut ye're saying"
"Sw'ar do
"Why,' said Nick, as he cleaned the mold
board OF his pillow with his foot, "ef they wuster
| 'lect me might momox ther Office
NO danger NV that fer all yer want is ter git
NV Their money yer can make. Thar amt no
doubt er bout yer 'leckshun fur yer names in
ever body's mouth. Whut do yer say?''
"All right, eft they 'lect me I'll sarve.'
He was elected. Everyone was so anxious to
see ''pore boy" whom all had denounced, re-
warded for his daring achievement, that no
candidate, in opposition to Nick, was an
bounced. Shortly after the new sheriff was in
stalled, and while he was sitting alone in his
| office, Old lobe Crabtree, after much eXertiOn
| in wiping his feet at the door entered the ROOM
Nick quickly arose and brought chair for the
MIR. Page" said lobe, 81 amt seed yer sense
| Their woods wuZ burnt"
NO." Nick replied, mot sense ther weather
"Oh, midin'.'
isis is well, hope"
"Yas, she's well but she amt peart. Amt
| been peart sense that night when yer had yer
rangements ter meet her in ther woods"
why mt she cOme:'
"Wall, I'll tell yer, Nick" He then related
| the incident which had occurred on the night
| OF the contemplated marriage. When old lobe
had finished his recital, Nick, who had sat gaz-
| ing at the floor, looked up and said:
81 think mo- NV her fur it. It's the love have
fur her that-wall, thar amt no usen talkin'
| erbOut pOlerticks," summoning an air of care
lessness "Ever thing ii come out all right arier
while Amt got no 'jections ter me marryin'
| Sis now, have yer::"
"JeS' bercauSe / bantered ther mob an saved
| er mans life, reckon"
"No, not by er blame sight," old lobe replied
vigorously punching the floor with his stick
Not bercause yer want altered Nv err mob but
because yer ain I Altered NV er boss an plow |
| do b'ieve that creek bottom feI NV yoUrn will
make ther finest con in Their curmunity. tell
yer that such con as that oughter be er rick r-
mendation ter any man."
"Im glad yer've come round all right ole
man." said Nick.
"Who wouldn't come round all rightv' lobe
replied II tell yer whut'S er fack that con
will ketch ther best NV 'em. hearn tibet yer'ye
got Nose Sanders an Tai Smith as deperties.
Pm glad NV it," lobe added when Nick had
answered afiirmatively. "Tal had err mighty
close call. Say, Nick-must call yer by yer fust
name-spOZen yer come long home with me !"
Its er laung ways, INK Tobe, an we couldn't
git thar afo' night"
81 know that bein sheriff is like er man
| eatin pop CON, takes all his ertenton, but shet
up yer shop an come"
Nick had resolved never to go to Tobe's house
again, but now that he knew why Sis had failed
to meet him, and now that old lobe importuncd
him. he consented. AS the two men rode along
Nick wondered what Sis would say when he
entered the house. A tremOr seized him as he
| neared the place.
'Yander goes John ter feed ther CATTLE" said
Old lobe. ''He was goin' ter run fur sheriff
but when he hearn you WIZ goin' ter run he
wouldn't come out agin' yer'
Nick did not reply. When he dismounted at
the gate he kicked, first with one foot and then
with the other, to smooth down his pantaloons