The Bennington banner. [volume] (Bennington, Vt.) 1858-1894, 1888-02-02
HIDN'T APPRECIATE SPICY NEWS
AND THEY COULDN'T AFFORD HIM.

RIDN'T APPRECIATE SPICY NEWS
AND THEY COULDN'T AFFORD HIM.
Have you a newspaper here? l asked
of man who came over to where we
were camped on the edge of little Da-
kota town.
Yes; got one; did haYe two but the
other pulled out last week.
Didn't it payr
Nav, he wasn't no good-got out the
weakest paper you ever saw.
What was the trouble with il?
No news, or at least none to mount to
anything, Course if something big hap
pened that he couldn't help SEEM he'd
git it in, but every week there'd be a
whole lot of spicy things that he'd keep
stills mouse about, an stick in lot O
pieces on free trade or perfection, or
mebby sometimes the tariff. But the
other man wasn't that style-no BLOWN
pieces in his'n, but all the spicy and in
terestin' news that happened.
So you froze the long editorial man
out 2
Had to do it, tell you; he didn't know
enough to pound sand. Why, femme tell
you little case. Couple O. months ago
l built me new chicken coop-not very
big cause only got six hens an big
fightin' rooster, bat made it very keer
full an put in two round roosts an put
whitewash all over EN-, an three nests.
l figered on half the hens restin' an
scrstchin' while the other shift was lay
in, an nailed some Stats over a box in
one corner to shut up the settlers in and
make 'em quit their monkey business,
an fixed her up in style generally. Soon
as got her done old Cooper, this man
that's gone, come along,an' called him
in an says l: Jes' git onto the new hen
house been a-buildin', That looks first
rate, said he. WIggleit it, says l. He wig,
gled 1t. 1t pears solid, says he. l claim
it's the best hen house in the city, says
l. Wouldn't wonder, says he. Then he
walked off with his head down, "a think
IN, reckoned, what he would say bout
il. Somehow didn't manage to see the
other fellow to tell him bout it, but my
LorGy, how do you think it come out?
Haven't any idea. How did it?
Why i went over to Hank George.
my nabor, borrowed his copy of Cooper's
paper soon's it come out-Hank hadn't
got look at it himself yit-an' took IT
home an waded through it, but not a
line bout my hen coop Not line! Not
Not word! Didn't say nothin' about it
my name wasn't in the paper! l went
50 fur as to even read through long
piece on our Common School system.
thinkin' that he might have stuck some
thin bout my hen house in it some
where's, but he didn't. Well was mad
an think had right to be. slung
that paper down and didn't even take it
back to Hank. But next mornin' when
l seen one of the other feller's papers up
at the store my eyes stuck out so you
could hang hat on 'em. There it was
in his paper bout my hen coop bg's a
Mexican dollar. 1t read like this: We
hear that Uncle Abner DOty has jes
completed large an convenient hen
house for his fine flock of Shanghis,
Bramys, Plymouth Rocks, an so forth.
together with his famous fightin roos
ter, Ben Butler. We have not yet had
the pleasure of sampin any of the eggs
aid in this new house, but we know that
Uncle Abner is not the man to long for
get ye editor.
That's the very way he had 1t, word
for words name an all. Jes' soon's l
read it went right out an told every
body we couldn't afford to support
that old Cooper any longer cause he
was hurtin' the town by not mentIonin
the improvements, an | jes' KEEP up the
talk till what little business he did have
dropped off an nobody wouldn't have
nothing to do with him, an he's left
You can see fer yourself that we could
mt very well do anything else after the
way he used me on that hen house.