Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-02-12
SKETCHES.
vwo SKETCHES OF LIFE OUT WHERE BLIz,
Yards BLOW.
IT,. un Who Used to bs Something When he Was
yrDg-Why a Dakota Editor Was Obliged
to Yield TO Fate.
Prof. Fl. CarruN in Chicago Tribune.

to Yield TO Fate.
Prof. Fl. Cdrruth in Chicago Tribune.
81 tell you what's a fact, the boys now
= ,rs amt much what they used to be
,vhsp | was young" said a Nebraska set,
.,or Who lived among the Sand Hills
,vbiIe we were calling upon him n even
ing
mo, 1 suppose not" said Briar.
.They DONE come anything near 'em, "
,,sut on the man as he sat down on the
sosp.box which did duty as a doorstep,
..They're weak, sir; weak as water"
"What do you think is the cause of it?'
81 dunno. I lowed they might mebby
bracs up a little an have a little more gil
IN EN- when there was a change in the
a,ninistration an we got a Democratic
P~res'dent, Init they don't pear to. Now
I GOT five boys myself, an ev'ry teacher
we ever had has bossed 'em round jes' as
he wanted to, an sometimes we've had q
woman teacher, an I'll be chawed if they
amt let her run 'em, too"
1T was different when you were a boy,
eh?'
That's what il was. l licked the
teacher regular; yes, sir. jes' like clock
gork. They'd kick an bite and pull hair,
an snort, an heller, bat they al'ays had
to haul in their horns an take their medi-
cine Mt last. When l hit l got around
eysrywhere-you couldn't ioller my mo-
thus with the naked eye-chain- lightnin',
sir tinted chain-lightnin', lied up fresh
an on the lively jump is the only thing
ICan think of now that come anywhere
near my style % fightin'. l put 1t onto
mGe'n one teacher till his head was mel
Ter as a bOxin' glove"
Il suppose you used to rather fight than
esG'
f"Oh, gosh, yes!-it vas meat n drink
10 mel had fight in me bigger'n a wood
chuck! | mind one Teller that come to our
school to teach that lowed he vas old
persimmons. I didn't say a world
wsn't never no hand to go round talkin'
with my mouth. So / let the Teller 20 on
thinkin' he was goin' to run the school,
till one day he told me to quit heavin'
paper wads at the girls an go to s;udyin'
my gogerty lessons. Well, naturally, this
was a little bit too much for ME TO stand
when he tried to boss me he WAS a pilin'
it on ies a little too thick. was 10,
gOin' on IS, an not overly betty OF
my age, 'cept when l was mad, when
weighed a ton an fl like a wildcat in a
Mn oven. Says he: 'Wil'um, quit ajerk-
in o par-wads at the gals an takle your
gogerty-book.' II made me bile, Says /,
a-raisin' up, says Ian he kinder started
towards me-he was built a good deal like
John L. Sullivan, only beaver n quicker
says HE was scienced, too, an | want
but there didn't nothing make no diff
runce, for I'd been insulted, an knowed
it, saysI l; an he kinder stopped wheD he
seen ME a-raisin'. Says |: old Brighter,
says l, pll give you jes' q minute by the
clock to gitr says l. He didn't 90, an
hats where he made the biggest mistake
Of his life. | waited till the minute was
up, an then I spit on my hands an give
one
bill Lamb" said q tall, black-eyed
woman in a shrill, metallic voice, as she
appeared at the door, have you split that
wood [ told you | wanted to bake with:
Nav, | see you a~iu't-settin' here BLOWN
md lynn while your wife's bread is raisin'
~ over the side of the tins an no fire Ia
AXE il! You mosey along an maui NJ
ome wood or | won't give you no peace
TOR a week"
"I'd forgot all about the wool" said the
man as he got up and started with aIac'
|rity; don't say nothing an I'll have some
for you in a minute. You fellers jes' hold
IN u little an I'll tell you the rest of how
Iwhaled the teacher"
But we had heard enough. Oar conf
.dence in him was gone. And We went back
10 the wagon.
Have you a newspaper here | asked
5f a man who came over to where we were
amped on the edge Of a little Oakota
own.
Eyes, got one, did have two, but the
ether Teller pulled out last week"
Didn't it pay?"
NAV, he want no gOod-got out tdt
fSdhcsI paper 1Ou SNSh SSSh
What was the trouble with it?'
mo news, or at least none to mount tt
anything. Course, if something big hap
pened that he couldn't help SEEM, he'C
get it in, but ev'ry week there'd be &
whole lot O. spicy things that he'd keeI
stills n mouse about, an stick III n lot 0
pieces on free trade or protection, or meb
BY sometimes the tariff. But the othe]
mar want that style-no BLOWN pieces il
his'n, but all the spicy an interestin' news
that happened"
$50 you froze the long editorial mar
out?"
Had to do it, tell you; he didn't know
enough to pound sand. Wy, femme tel
you a little case; Couple O. months ago
built me a new chicken coop-not a very
big 'uu, cause l only got six hens an
6ghtin' rooster-but Imade it very keerfu
an put in two round roosts an white
washed 'em, an three nests. figured OF
half the hens restin' and s%cratchin', while
the other shift was layiD', and nailed SOM
Stats over a box in one corner to shut ri
the settlers in an make 'em quit thel
monkey business, an fixed her up in styl
generally. Pretty soon old Cooper, thi
man that's gone, come along an caliet
him in an says I: 'Jes' git onto III
new hen-house l been a buildin.
That looks irst-rate,' says he. 'Wiggle il,
says |. He wiggled it. 1T pears solid,
says he. L claim it's the best hen hous
in the city, says l. Wouldn't wonder,
says he. Then he walked OF with his hest
down, a-thinkin', / reckonei, what h
should say bout it. Somehow | didn'
manage TO see the other Teller to tell hin
bout it; but Lordy, how do you think i
come out ?"
Haven't any idea. How did it !"
"Why, sir, l went over to Ham
Georges an borrowed bis copy Of Cooper
paper soou's it come out-Hank hadn'
got n look at II yet himself-an' too
it home an wsded through it, I'm
not q line bout my hen COOP. Ne
a line! Not a word! Didn't say moth
ing bout tiny name wasn't !
the paper! I went so fur as to even rea
clear through a long piece on Our Com
mon-SchOol System, thinkin mebbe tina
he stuck in something bout my hen-hous
in it somewhere, but he hadn't. Well
was mad, an I think l had q right to be