The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1888-12-01
al heat him. but"

anyhow! Hadn't ben for 'em. I'd"
Course he's guilty. interrupted old
Hydom. "An' that thar haip't the worst
Nv hit. He tackled me because ! OBJ
jected to my girls runnin' of with him p
oval"
The emphasis of that "Wal' spoke
volumes. The lank Justice drew bus line
from the water, and Pottle and Shores,
the accomplished listeners, followed his
example and prepared to give auricular
attention, and the Lazy Club was mo-
mentarily forgotten. The constable's
assumed indifference verged on facial
vacancy.
81 wouldn't put hit bit a-p asst him
or airy other Ohio cuss," said Long Jim.
They'd do anything. / An yOre girls
only child, anyhow"
"She is seventeen" cried the young
prisoner, land as beautiful"
"Shet up" roard the justice. "What
about her, Ole Man!"
"W'y, she's Jest back from three
years schoolin'. an this yere cuss fol-
lowed her home"
He went on to tell how the ''cuss" in
question had won her love at school,
and had followed the askingfor her hand
by endeavorinp to elope with her. Upon
Mr.. Hydom's appearing in time 10 pre-
vent his daughters departure, the old
/ gentleman had been assaulted by the
man from Ohio.
Hadn't much more than opened my
mouth when he gave me sech lick that
/ didn't know whether was a-foot or a.
hossback, sea cely. Then he slammed
me agin the ground, an, SEE he; That's
the way we do in Ohio, when"
That settles hit! cried Long Jim.
'If thar'd a-bin any provocation h'itd
a-bin differ'nt. He's guilty, an
"But, there was provocation"
The haw and hazel brush no longer
concealed the little figure that had fol-
lowed the three men. She hurried
across the clearing, and defiance sue
ceeded detection in the face of the young
fellow from Ohio, as he placed one arm
protectingly around the girl.
'Yere" roared the justice, striding
forward. "Let up on that, Ohio! That
thar's my Ivy, that's yore-yore
daughter, Hydoml Minded me
Nv"
He stepped back.
I'm gettin' OLE" he muttered,
|, hoarsely. "She's growed heap" h
went on. IL didn't know her at first.
Minded me- And that thar cuss was
a-tryin' to steal her"
That's what he was, an l want the
, limit Nv the law onto him!"
You shall have hit. ! h'aint got nc
use for Ohio, nohow, an"
Squire interrupted the disinter
, ested-appearing Wicks, "tain'l my put
, in, but thar was a heap Nv provoca
ton
, go ahead, Wicks. Haint got no use
=, for Ohio, but 90 on"
, "Wal," began Wicks, las was a-say
in, hit h'ain't my put in, precisely
but, 'membered her, an thar was prov
ocation. Me an you went out together
, occupied the same Yankee cell together
came home together an stuck togethe
y in hatin' Ohio. Wal, when he, thar
come a-followln' Bessie, yere, home,
.. had no more use for Ohio than had be
fore, but, some 'ays O. nuther he packeC
himself onto me 10 board. Had no us
% fer Ohio, but l KEEP him when-wal.
# seed she was happy with him, an sh
looked so much like
4 "a heap like" said the justice
=. softly.
oval, 'twan't my put in, but Oh
D. Man, thar, was opposin' 'em, an'-wa
= sorto helped 'em to meet. 'Twan't m
put in, but"
:, "Yere!' cried Old Man Hydom, ii
&c appearance of whose old face bruise
% nose and dried blood had not improved
/, That's neither yere nor yonde
Hain't nuthin' to do with givin' me Il
-, law on"
1T "H'ain't my put in" interrupt
d, Wicks, '.but wisht'd you'd hold 20
IT mouth, Ole Man. Not my put in, b
when Ohio, yere, started over to II
=, dom's this mornin', sorto foller'
81 along, KNOWN that he was goin' to =