The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1888-06-30

tree and watched fur the fust act in TIA
new skit Dreckly the fun begun-the fuse
cotch on and sech a scairt man We never
Eheern tell on Give you my word he
danced round like a Teller in humble bee's
NEST yellin' fit ter kill Hurt him! How
Ilcould itl The crackers was all inside the
Etin box and though it did SQUAD perty lively
lit couldn't hurt him Well, he performed
| like rooster with his head off tryin' to
git some one to help him and nobody a
| KNOWN what on earth were the matter.
Bimebye John Gray cotCh on and marched
I'D ter the screamin' Montressor and begun
ter take his tony summer coat often him,
| laughin' so hard that the tears went rollin'
down his face Miss Wintry, when she
found there weren't no danger laughed, too
though she tried ter be perlite and sym
pathizin'. But her laughin' were too much
! fur the curley swell, and he got so outra-
geous mad ne dove into the heart o. the
woods and cut across country to the nearest
station and went home ,thout so much as
by yer leave!
There were a little skift on the brink
called the ''Undine," or some sech heath
enish sort of name, and l rowed myself
out inter the stream. 'Twere most time
ter be a-goin' home, fur the sun had gone
clean down behind some shoomack bushes
on the top of the high hin near by, and the
frogs and the katydids began to croalS
louder fur the night. There were only one
thing more ter be done in the avengin' line
and done it began ter rock the tipsy
little craft as stood up on the seat in the
very middle of the boat, and when l got
ner into full swing, jest gave one unearthly
e I'D upset her before their eyes. Down
Went like regular shot and there /
stayed till l knowed they must be gettin'
clean crazy about me. l hadn't padded
round our docks at home fur nothin'-no
more N I'd ride the trick mule every chance
I'd git, and jest KEEP under water till l
couldn't stand it no longer, then bobbed up
sereenly kerslap agin John Gray's arm |
knowed he'd be there and l jest played
faint and laid as limp and still as l could
over his strong right arm.
Are you crazy, boy-what hare you done
this for!' | heerd close into my ear.
Fur efcck," Whispered without openin'
my eyes" l kin swim like whale. boss,
but you jest hold onter me and lug me
ashore. When you git me thar roll me fur
more etech, and I'll come tor
He were very obejint. And when l, slow
and solemn-like, opened my eyes, there
stood Miss Wintry cryin' over US both.
see she cried most over John Gray, who
never were in no danger, and took ter
wringin' him out-now this drippin' sleeve,
now that, and a declarin', between breaths,
that he were the bravest man she ever
saw!
Auenged!
Well, fellars, the other gentleman there
hltched the bosses up in a hurry, bundled
us wet folks inter the stylish wehickle, and
she told John Gray to drive as fast as he
could ter ole Job Wintry's and wait there
fur her. My teacher were rugged up in a
ole suit o. Job Wintry's and Iwere fixed up
in toys jest like this very same harness,
kids-braid down the pants, brass buttons
and all.
Then l heerd how the 'busses KEN and
took the other kids home. The ole uncle
sent his big keeridge over fur Miss Win
try and her aunt, his sister. And then we
stayed all highland there I'm stayin' Wit
Sos John Gray.
Yer never see any thing work so slick as
them schemes o. mine! When Miss Wintry
KEN softly inter the great hall where a
IRE had been made ter warm and dry us,
she went straight over to where John
Gray sat and stood before him. He jumps
up when he sees her there, but she makes
MN list sit right down again, and fetches
a little stool from the corner herself and
sits down most like it was at his feet
''Do you know" says she in sech
tremblin' voice, that a little fairy-a
brownie-came to me in the woods to-day?
All, thought not And he told me so many
me Of a great soul 50 brave,
and tender and true-yet so modest, with
al, that he dared not give utterance to the
one wish Of his heart! Who loves kin
dred being, the brownie said, as flowers
love the dew; who is backward as violet,
and for whom Miss Wintry is not half
good enough-no nor any other woman that
livesr'
g Miss Wintry!n
"That is what the brownie said, sir
And when l called the man coward for
his silence, this fairy rebuked me and said
l should take it all back-as | do, John
Gray, as l do now, with thousand apol-
ogies for the wrong 1 have done you in my
heartr'
"Hooray, :" yells, "it's all comm out
jest like a dime novel-herowine and ALL
Haint We goin' ter answer her, Mister
Gray"
With all my heart, Tim, when you have
given me chance. But-but-I fear | do
not understand"
How hard you make it for me-John?'
Well, there weren't much trouble after
that, kin tell yer. And l been tiger"
for Missus Gray ever since that day two
years ago, with money O. my own in bank
and a yearly liberal 'lowance O. crackers
m torpedoes to celebrate the anniversary
of that Fourth o. July, when my master,
John Gray, followed my lead
EVA BEST.