Thomas County cat. [volume] (Colby, Kan.) 1885-1891, 1889-08-01

Skincher. Here been
a-hoeia' hard in de fiel all day, and he m On
'nough to dock my wages ten cents 'caL re
waren't back at noon Jest at de minute.
warn,t late rore'n half an hour or ire.
quarters or an hour at de mos, an / was
dat cause had to see Sim Jones bout de
watermillions for dc church fest'ble. But
give him piece Of my mind"
Il 'spose Mr.. Benson dom want to pay
for work he dom git"
'Don' gItl Why, thar was Sam Stevens
an Bill jenkins; they talk more'n half de
time, an rested on they handles more'n
t'other half, an did he dock them any? Not
he. He got spite gain me- know dat dis long
time. An he's as close IS pignut, any
way"
'Did you git yo' ten cents!" asked Aunt
Lucy, wisely waving arguments.
''No, didn't Nor he won't git no mo-
work outen me for nothin', an SO top him
to his face" replied Goliath, following his
wife into the supper table, whereon the
corn was steaming in golden pile, the
red tomatoes were temptingly sliced, and
the redder watermelon occupied the place
Of honor in the center. The sight Modified
to some extent the angry man, and his
El1mblings died awayi in vague muttering.
"Whar'd you git dat new hoe!" Queried
Aunt Lucy, as 'Liah hung that instrument
up in the wood-shed preparatory to a souse
n the basin Of water ready in the kitchen
sink.
''Nebber you mind. Women always want
stick their nose into ebberytng"
Mr.. johnson was evidently IN a very bad
humor.
''An' what you done wild our ole hoe you
took away dis noonl You didn' trade dat
of fornew one, dat know, 'Llah," persisted
JUS wife.
.:Yes, 1 did, # We aci1 know"
"'Liah Johnsing," blurted out Aunt Lucy,
as q sudden suspicion famed in her eyes,
''dat amt ole of Moses Benson's hoes? You
Ein't gone an changed off yo' ole hoe for
one his'n, hope? You wouldn' do dat if he
Is skincher, ~ you member de church,
'Liah Johnsing!'
''Miss Johnsing, you jest ten to yo' own
business. Dom you let me hear no mo,
not one mo- word, bout dat hoe. You hear
meg
With closely compressed lips Aunt Lucy
completed the preparations for supper. She
called in the children-six, of all ages-and
they sat down.
snLiah Johnsing, ask de blessing" she
said, her usualintimatIon that all was ready
for start, but On this occasion accom-
panied with look that said plainly: 'If
you can"
The meal went somewhat gloomily off.
The overtures of the younger fry to either
parent were grumpily met Supper things
being cleared away, young Sally sat down
to the melodeon in the parlor and played
Moody and Sankey songs for the Johnson
chorus, win their elders sat in the porch
ND flo w ,lnI s1n
down, each absorbed in unpleasing medlta-
ton.
Suddenly, as bedtime drew near, 'Llah
rose and went into the house, saying as he
went: Got to go down to de sto', Lucy l
forgot got to NOW Dawkinses feel to NOR
row, an my whctstun's worn clean down to
de bone, an I've got to start off tomorrow
fore sto's open"
'Liah had been gone hardly minute
when Aunt Lucy called in a tragic whisper
% Paul, her oldest boy, six years Of age
who was just then deep in ''Only an Armor
Bearer You, Paul, you come here quick,
by yo'self."
Paul, used to obeying, came promptly,
and was drawn close up TO his mother on the
settee. "Now, you Paul" continued the
tragic whisper, II wonder kin trust you
to do something for me-
Paul, distrustful of such general demands,
kept discreetly silent.
Il wish you's a little bigger, but de Lord
will hol' you up. Paul, you listen.''
A small boy could hardly listen more in
tently.
''When yo' paw comes home from de sto',
an ives all gone to bed an got 'sleep-yo'
hearin', Paul!''
"Yes'm"
''You get up stills mouse, an you 90
git dat hoe yo' paw brought home, an dom