Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1888-06-30


made me too mad fur me to want ter stay
minute more nigh her John Gray had got
to be arengedl What could he be made ter
do that 'ud show her he were brave and
darinl Invent off by myself and thought |
it all out; then went and found my dear |
teacher.
"Mister Gray" says !, whisperin', "you |
done me lots o. good turns, and II you'll |
Jest foller my lead mebbe | kin do you a |
couple er So"
Gal! right, JIM says he, laughin', 81
never take darc-whats to be doneF
"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 l
does, no matter how reckless it pears ter
vou"
"Pleasant conditions to bagin with, jim;
lisa bargain--1 promise. II hoy there y
a fierce light In your blue cses-- wfat sort
of storm does it betokcnf
"Like nuff you kin tell me when the thun-
der and lightnins over, sIrS" And then
leaves him a-laughin', and perceeds--on
the strict quiet, ye mind, fellors--to climb
O tall tree near TO where they was begin
min to spread out galorious lunch.
takes stout piece O. rope up with me Ut
ken from round the crockery box) and
makes it fast to long bent limb Then
slips the other end round my own body,
safe and fast, catches my Jacket up over
twg | broke off on perpose, and pcrceeds
to hang there IN the air--leastwse that's
what pear to he doin' ter the folks below.
With one direful shrek | call fur help-I
pertend ter see nothin' nor nobody but Mis-
ter Montrissor, and ! howl for him ter
come up and help me fore 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: ION, save the childP'
| AT these words off goes one mans coat,
| and John Gray is shinnin' up the tree like
mad, and in twinklin' | am jerked up
| onter the limb.
You little monkeyl" says he,
breathin' and pantin'.
"You kin bet wished ,cere," says /,
whisperln' back; for monkeys have got
soft snap of it--a wrappin their tails
round limbs o. trees-1 had ter use this"
|
from fallin'.
"By all that's marvellous"
"Don't We git excited, sir; it's the frst
trict--and you Jest foler my lead all day
and we'll come out ahcad-that's all i"
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 clasped his hand | saw the blood 60
u 1yin' TO his honest face, and he turned
away, shy and silent.
1t were rip-snortln' good dinner, fei-
lars, and no mistake. We, bcin' the lions,
eat the lions share-loastways did. But
managed to git through it fore any o
the others. You kin bet l didn't slight
nothn' from sanditchcs ter pie: but got
through fust, as | were a tellin' yer, and
went sneakin' off towards where then
two grays was munchin' theii
nooday oats. They was tied to q
couple o. sapins', and it weren't
long fore were on the back o. the friski
est looking one of 'em and a goin' it slam
bang through the woods. | he'd good SAT-
, grip on the short rein, kin tell you, fel
, lars; and knowed what | were about
The harness were all on, trim and trig, ant
nothin' less'n partin with his own hid
, would throwed mel ] haipt rid the tricl
mule at the cirCusses, haint, fur nOHttp'
Yet imagine must a looked perty scarf
, fed as ken yelpin' past the picnic part,
> at a fearful gait-lookin' all the world lik
the wax Mazepper seen at that same mu
] syum last summer-only were live an,
t kickin' Kickin'l We'll, should remark
, | 81 oh htp' ,,t ,xrtth lnu
mad and succeedin' 'mazn' well In my oh
jeck-which were ter frighten the nag cleal
a outen his senses! Clean outen the wood
2 we rushed like the wind and when I'd go
| out O. sight behind little hill pulled hin
cleaS square round ter stabbord and wen
a gollopin' back agin. They was all lookin
t anxious toards where disappeared, am
/ John Gray were ready fur me las knowe'
he would be-, a comm ter meet me on tothe
gray nag. yelled "helpn so you could
, leared me plumb mile, and on KEN Johl
+ Gray toards my poor scairt beast
o. course he cotch us easy as wink -bu
r it looked like n wild West show--fur 4
4 rode like Wild Bill and / yelled like
e Comanchel When we was quietin' dow
and trottin' passive up ter the place wher
4 their dinner was awaitin' for them poo
o 'bused hosses, says;
r "Trick number two-oh, we're n-doir
It beeyootifulm
L "You little rascal--what are you up to.
V "rm up TO my knees in catnip, il sc
a please" says |, as l slid down from IN
foamin' steed and shifted at the sweC
e smell o. crushed leaves
!, " Some performance of congratulatin' Il
u '. both Some claspin' of John Gray's han
!. by her perty white one Some blushin' an
~ turnin' away of eyes-but more light /
! hern-and softness aud sweetness thu
. were encouragin to behold.
!" All us kids run like wild through th
Wintry woods They was perty litt
stream called Silver creek, cause it wel
SO clear and ripply. Jest stones thro
from the place dinner were eaten the cree
got wider m made dandy place to row
skiff in. Right on the banks of this strea
we all shot of fre-crackers fur hour
pack after pack, kids; hiyi, but weren't
fun on the half-shelli l''most furgot II
ayengin' business In the high ole times
were hevin', and 'tweren't till put son
of the little spit-fires into tin can that
see my way clear ter make pint. fills
sardine box nearly full of fre-erackcr
pressed down the bent lid and slips it sly
inter the gaping pocket of the curly Mo
tressor, who sits close by Miss Wintry
holdin' her bambersol over her head and
hanging onter every syllabub she say
waitin' his chances, like snuff, ter go ov'
the same perlaverin' lnipped in the gree
green bud earlier in the day. 1t were I
neatest fit, kids, yer ever seen, and than
. ter that same parashoot he we
holdin', he never see me gettin'
INV work. l skinned up q convene
tree and watched fur the fust act in I
ho new skit Dreckly the fun begun-the fu
ke cotch on and sech scairt man ye new
at heern tell onl Give you my word
danced round like feller in bumble be-
In nest yellin fit ter kill Hurt him! HI
q, could it, The crackers was all inside
. tin box and though it did sound perty liv'
~, n couldn't hurt him Well, he perform
nm like a rooster with his head off IA tryin'
git some one to help him and nobod,
he KNOWN what on earth were the matt
Bimebye John Gray cotoh on and marcf
" M ter the screamin' Montressor and beg
od ter take his tony summer coat often HI
oh laughin' so hard that the tears went roll
~ down his face. Miss Wintry, when
oh found there weren't no danger laughed,
,er though she tried ter be perlite aud sy
nd pathizin'. But her laughin were too mi
n fur the curley swell, and he got so out
he geous mad he dove into the heart o.
he woods and cutacross country W .ho noSi
or. station and went horne 'thout so much