The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1888-07-19

rugged sides Of Snake hill. He saw
| the faint flush in the east gradually
| deepen into a vivid blush Of rose color.
| lie watched the flight of a tapping
| crow as it rose from field of sprout-
| ing corn and perched in the top of the
big pine in Lindsley's wood Inspired
! hy The music of a blue-bird that flew
| on the fence and sang him morning
| roundelay, the billy became frisky and
bumped his back. Then he INDUCED
| in little bucking. While engaged in
| this harmless amusement the billy be-
| came aware suddenly that he was a
free goat, no longer bound by the gall
ing clothes-line. The billy, having
satisfied himself that he was no longer
| a captive, ambled over to Darby's pen.
The pig was asleep. He, however, was
soon awakened. There was batter
ing ram at his gate. Once, twice,
thrice did that impIacable catapult
huri itself against the frail pen. Then
the hemlock groaned in splinterng
pain; it cracked, it broke. Darby
sprang to his feet and squealod in
fright The hoofcd demon with blaz-
ING eyes and ragged bangs full of hem
lock splinters was in the pen:
Now, what avails thy sleek and rounded bulk
on, porcine cyharIteE
Better, far. if thou but h4dSt the gaunt and
hollow flank.
Tho washb0urd rSs, thy leanness az of yore.
Then began an awful struggle.
Urged by the billy Darby was forced
out into the field and bowled over and
over down the hill. The billy att ended
strictly 70 business. No sooner did
Darby ret on his feet than he was call
ed Oh in most fcrcible. manner TO
| lie down. When Darby had once more
got his trembling lags under him he
made one supreme effort and ran up
the hillside. His ascent was material
ly assisted by the goat. But Darby
was going toward the lime quarry! IN
headiong, laundering flight Darby
| rushed madiy on. The bushes firing
ing the brink OF the precipice were
parted by the maddening rush OF thir-
ty-tiye pounds of animated pork. A
| faint squeal rent the air Of the beauti-
! full May morning, there was a dull and
sickening thud on the rocks below, and
Lfcless but beautiful Darby lay.
".
Before Mickey missed Darby his un-
Gle drove up to the door and invited
him to make Il Short visit to Ponckhoc-
kie. After her son had gone and the
breakfast dishes were cleared away
Mrs. Finn went To the sty to have a
look at the pig. Then the awfel reali-
~ dawned upon her-thc wrecked sty,
the freed goat, and the missing pig.
But when she found Darby in the
quarry she made no moan. In fact,
She smiled and bore the body home in
her strong arms.
The next morning Darby was tried
| by tire and was not found wanting, for
+ his Jacket assumed 4 rich brown color,
and the savory smell that rose from the
oven was sufficiently appetizing 10
make the tongue of 4 gourmet palpi-
tate in his mouth. Then Darby was
put on big plate and placed in the
| oven. There were a number of guests
at dinner that day. among whom were
Mrs. Murphy, Mrs. Cronin, Mike
Welsh'S wife, PatSey CorTigan's lass
Nancy, and the one-logged accordion
PLAYER ''as tinds tn railroad switch an
waves tn rid flag whin thare's COW
on the track"
just as the guests sat down at the
table Mickey returned, but his mother
gave him plate in the kitchen for
certain prudential reasons.
Darby was indeed beautiful sight,
ornamented with sprigs Of celery and
| with Il brand-new corn-cob in his
| mouth. If he was lovely in life he GER
tainiy presented very toothsome APP
pearancc in death. Mickey drummed
| npstiently upon the kitchen table
with his knifehandle, because, being
the younger, he had to wait until all
| the rest were served. But at last big
piece of tendcrIoin was placed before
| him. To his shame be it said, he actu-
ally neglected to eat the potatoes on his
plate and asked for Il second piece of
| Darby before he touched the potatoes.
Ii is with deep regret that the occur
renee is recorded, bat Mickey's plate
was filled a third time, and in this in
! stance it was choice cut from the
plump ham of his little protcge. After
| he had been filled TO replction. after
| the buttons OF his vest had been re-
| lieved of dangerous pressure, he
! leaned back in his chair with grease on
/ his face and a Observation-Disclosures
| look in his eyes. Then his mother
turned to him and said:
mickey, did ye like tn dinner?"
| ..YiS, mother
Wont We have another little bit aft
| tn neck ijst triiie, dcar?"
NO, mother, dear; couldn't ate it;
I I'm full"
''Well. darliut. ye won't be freckencd
/ if I tell We somethjn'?"
| "No. mother, viii not"
well, that piece o rib, an that bit
/ all tn ham, an that piece o tn neck
ye're afther atm KEN off your Oar
byr'
| If bombshell had fallen at Nick
| ey's feet he could not have been more
startled. He leaned forward in his
| chair, and bic tears ran down his
checks and mingled with the gravy i'll
his plate Then he laid his head down
upon the table and wept as if his heart
would break. But his father went TO
the closet and brought out Il new bow
and arrow, which he laid beside his
/ son.
Half an hour later there was & shout
| of laughter in the backyard. When
/ Mr.. Finn went to the back door he saw
little Mike trying to penetrate the hide
! of the billy goat with an arrow.-Nelr
| tor5 EcoHiRg Sun.
Pluck OF 4 Boston Girl