Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1888-07-05
A LOVE SICK PANTHER.

ITS me q sayin' of it ez shouldn't,
Squire" remarked the Old Settler, but
hist'v's got to be KEEP straight. and con-
sekeutly III hef to own up th't wen 1
were young were tearer 'mongst the
gals. It got to be so round the Sugar
Swamp deestric' th't If tn was any gals
with their hearts cracked wuss'n en- old
chany teapot the crackin' of EN-, ogosh,
were laid tight squar to me, evry time.
Thar were Suse Lvingoose- Suse's left
eve had way o shyin' round to wind
ard. an she were leetle sot in her ways;
but one year l took to shinnin' with her
to all the doin's tn was Bimeby the
other gals fell to pinin'. an felt sorry
for 'em an made up my mind th't
| wouldn't be so mean as to
let Suse hev ne ell the time,
an c'ncluded to give the rest Of en-
show. The day afore Bijah Looms
corn huskin' were glidin' by Suse's house
an she hailed me an wanted to know
wat time were comm fer her to go to
the huskin' said | wal comm fer her
at all, but were goin' to galavant Mag Nc
Jaggers. Suse got little red, an up an
says th't she didn't think. b'gosh. th't for
O man e9 were going to marry her twere
'dzactly the caper fer him to be runnia'
round the kentry with ev'ry other Tom.
Dick an Harry of gal tn were in the
deestric' The wind ofen a yeller birds
wing could ha' knocked NE over. squire,
was so sot back. says to Suse wasn't
that leetle student? an Suse says it
mowt be or it mowt'n't. says wen is it
@ comm off an she says th't a week I'm
Toosdy were handy time, an th't she'd
sot it ferthat day.
"Suse were SO durn cool an pos tive
bout it tht my tongue cluv to the ruff
O. my mouth. got it down pooty soon
an says:
..Suse. says |. well drop this right
here. I'll alluz be q brother rye, an -
Brother be durnedp says Suse. I've
got seven brothers already, jist seven
more TIM / want she says. W.T. I'm
pinin' fer Is Teller to cuddle up agin an >
to pay fer my caliker. I've sot my heart
onto you,' she says an tn hain't no
more to say. Ye kin galavant Mag Nc
Jaggers t'mor night she says, but that s
the last. A week fin Toosdy you an me
Is onef
'Suse's squeezed eye shifted to the
wind ard leetle more'n ever, but her
t'other un went through me. b'gosh, ike
8 red hot poker through single. I
didn't go to the huskin'. but pilin' straight
fer hum shouldered my gun an struck
fer the woods never stopped till got
way beyent Wild Gander ridge, an thar !
pitched my tent. SO to speak, an 'nongst
the bars an the wolves an the panthers
found peace. till one day / tumbled
twenty feet down ledge, losin' my gun
an wrenching my leg SO l couldn' {
stan up. drug m'self long the foot o
the ledge till kim to an open spot. an
thar foun' couple o good sized caves
In the rocks. It were comm on night. so
/ pulled inter one Of the caves to stay till
mornin', wen thought l could drag back
to my cabin / don't know how long
slep'. but wen woke the cave were all
of q trembla It didn't take ne long to
figure out wat made it. TIL were a
painter sleepin long o me in that cave,
an iist more TIM purrin'!
"Fust along | wished were back to
Sugar Swamp, but then 'membered th't
that very day were the Toosday week th't
Suse had sot, an I shet my eyes an
smiled
I'm safer here, b'goshr says l.
But bow did wish fer little Dominie
Ripper, O. Lost Crow Barren! The httls
dominic never weighed more'n ninety
pound in his life, and wasn't much taller I
Q bar cub, an he slluz wore buckskir
brooches But leetle as be were, WASH I
he bowler at distracted meetin's? Hs
could pound the power inter six-foot
four sinner quicker'n could ram down {
rifle ball, an ez lay thar Gstnin' to tn,
rattlin' purr o that paint'e wished fel
the little dominic, not Ell thought ht
could rescoo me, but cause / kindea
wanted to git some pints ez to my chances
after had slid out fin this vale o tears
"Mornin' kun a sneaAn' inter the cav'
an woke the painter up The paint'el
riz. stretched itself half way 'crost tn.
cave, an then gaped an showed me til,
opeuin' inter wich l thought I'd proberly b.
passin' ez soon ez the painter were read,
for breakfas' Then the painter tip toe<
over to me- It put its fore paws on M
an looked plumb in my fsce Tn wan
nothin' ugly lookin' in its eyes. but Std
O. that they was ez soft an laughin' ez I
gals is wen We asst her if she'll go TO tbs
candy pull The painter were big Sd,
one. an arter lookin' at me for niuut.
she walked out I kinder felt easier.
couldn't git on my feet yit. SO drug my
self outside. The paint er sot on tn:
ground few feet away. She acted shy
an' e. she'd ketch my eye hern d drop Ell
bashful ez you ever see
"Wuu. ez I begun 70 feel safe, / go'
hungry Tn want nothin' in the
painters larder. an thort 10 m'self thr
the painter nowt list as well la chswet
me up ez to let me set thar an starve t.
death Vile | were raslin' with ny
stor1ick. the painter rig up an went
boundin' away TO ard Lost Crow Barren
She were gone fer q couple hours, an ther
she kim boundin' back agin an fetchel
with her 8 nice fat lamb
'Hanr this painter actin leetls
cueers' l says. ''Or is this the way they
do wen they hev company
Il didn't stop TO arsy. but IN less tins
thu / kin tell it. squire. them woods wa.
bein' scented with their fust sniff O. roast
lssnb- The painter KEEP glsncin' at N.
outen corner OF her eye She stayed b
ne al day. an fore night she'd got ovsl