The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1888-07-06

nodo NJ 100 ma fuf mo 20 wasn't Ter stay Z
minute more nigh her. John Gray had got
TO be apenocdt What could he be made Ten
do that 'ud show her no were brave and
darin'i Invent BY myself and thought
It all out; then went and found my dear
teacher.
"Mister Gray" says I, whisperin', "you
done me lots o. good turns. and il you'll
Jest fo;ler my lead mebbe kin do YOU q
couple er sou
"An right, JIM" says he, laughin', 81
never take dare-whst's to be done"
"Oh, nothin' Jest now. Only keep close
ter Miss Wintry all day long fur one thing,
save and 'ceptin' the times need yer help.
Promise me We won't git riled at what
does, NO matter how reckless it pears ter
vou"
"Pleasant conditions to begin with, Jim
it's q bargain-I promise. My boy, there's
fierce light in your blue eyes-what sort
Of storm does it betoken''
"Like nun pon kin tell me when the thun-
der and lightnin's over. s,r?" And then
leaves him e-laughin'. and perceeds-on
the strict quiet, We mind, fellors-to climb
tall tree near to whore they was begin
MIN to spread out q galorious lunch.
kem from round the crockery box) and
makes it fast to long bent limb. Then l
slips the other end round my own body,
twig broke OF on perpose, and perceeds
to hang there IN the air-leastwise that's
what pear to he doin' ter the folks below.
With one direful Shrek call fur help-I
pertend ter Gee nothin' nor nobody but Mis-
tnv trso I for ipr fav.
come up and help me fore I perish. He
looks up with his mouth so full o. cheese
and crackers that most spoil my actin
and laugh out loud But he didn't move
anywheres near the tree, you bet, and Miss
Wintry screams: "Oh, save the childr
At these words of goes one mans coat,
and John Gray is shinnin' up the tree like
mad, and in a twinklin' am jerked up
onter the limb
'.You little monkey" says he, a
breathin' and a pantin'.
"You kin bet 1 wished ,rcrc,' says 1,
Q whisperln' back; "for monkeys have got
soft snap of tia wrappin' their tails
round limbs o. trees-I had ter use this, :"
and / showed him the rope that KEEP me
from fallin'.
BY all that's marvellous"
"Dont We git excited, sir; it's the fust
trick-and you jest foller my lead all day
and we'll come out ahead-that's ALL"
We slid down the big tree and was met
by all the picnickers with cries of joy.
KEEP my face straight, and when she KEN
up and claspcd his hand saw the blood go
a flyin' to his honest face, and he turned
away, shy and silent.
1t were q rip-snortin' good dinner, fell
lars, and no mistake. We, bein' the lions,
eat the lions share--leastways did. But
managed to git through it fore any o.
the others. You kin bet didn't slight
nothin' from sanditches ter pie; but got
through fust, as were a tellin' yer, and
went sneakin' off towards where them
two grays was n,unchin' their
nooday oats They was tied to a
couple o. saplins', and it weren't
long fore were on the back o. the friski-
est looking one Of 'em and goin' 1t slam
bang through the woods. he'd a good safe
grip on the short rein, kin tell you. fell
lars; and knowed what l were about.
The harness were all on, trim and trig, and
nothin' less'n partin' with his own hide
would throwed me! haint rid the trick
mule at the circusses haint, fur nothin' !!
Yet I imagine must looked perty scarf
fed as KEN yelpin' past the picnic party
at fearful gait-ioOkin' all the world like
the wax Mazepper seen at that same mu-
syum last summer-only 1 were live and
kickin'! Kickin's Well, should remark
and thrashin' out with my best leg like
mad and succeedin' 'mazin' well in my OBJ
jeclk-which were ter brighten the nag clean
outen his senses! Clean outen the woods
we rushed like the wind. and when I'd got
out o. sight behind little hill pulled him
cleak square round ter STAFFORD and went
gollopin' back agin. They was all lookin'
anxious toards where disappeared. and
John Gray were ready fur me las knowed
he would beg, comm ter meet me on tother
gray nag. yelled "help!" so you could q
heared me plumb mile, and on ken John
Gray toards my poor scairt beast
O. course he cotch us easy as wink-but
1t looked like a wild West show-fur he
rode like Wild Bill and I yelled like q
Comanche. When we was quietin' down
and trottin' passive up ter the place where
their dinner was a-waitin' for them poor
'bused bosses. I says:
"Trick number two-oh, we're a-doin'
"You little rascal-what are you up TOT"
"Pm up TO my knees in catnip, If yer
please" says l, as l slid down from my
foamin' steed. and shifted at the sweet
smell o. crushed leaves.
Some performance of congratula.in' US
both. Some claspin' Of John Gray's hand
by her perty white one. Some blushin' and
turnin' away Of eyes-but more light in
hern-and sOftness and sweetness that
were encouragin' to behold.
All US kids run like wild through the
Wintry woods. They was perty little
stream called Silver creek, cause it were
% clear and ripply. Jest q stones throw
from the place dinner were eaten the creek
got wider m made q dandy place to row q
skin in. Right on the banks Of this stream
We all shot of fire-crackers fur hours,
pack after pack, kids; hiyi, but weren't it
fun on the half-shell! most furgot my
avengin' business in the high ole times
were hevin', and 'tweren't till put some
of the little spit-fire into tin can that
see my way clear ter make a pint. l fills
sardine box nearly full Of fre-crackers,
pressed down the bent lid and slips it siyly
inter the gaping pocket Of the curly Mon
tressor, who sits close by Miss Wintry a
holdin' her bambcrsol over her head and a
hanging onter every syllabub she says,
waitin' his chances, like snuff. ter go over
the same perlaverin' nipped in the green,
green bud earlier in the dag. It were the
neatest 81, kids, yer ever seen, and thanks
ter that same parashoot he were
holdin', he never see me gettin' in
my work skinned up a convenient
tree and watched fur the fust act in the
new skit Dreckly the fun begun-the fuse
cotch ON and sech scairt man We never
heern tell on! Give You my word he
danced round like Teller in humble bees
nest yelhn' 1T ter kill! Hurt him! How
could it! The crackers was all inside the
tin box and though it did sound perty lively