Wichita eagle., 1889-05-31

reflection at happened the night o. Alech
Simpsons birthday party. Aleck had kind
O give out that his party was TO be one OF
the finest affairs they'd seen in that neigh.
borhood, and SO I made preparations accord
ingly. I'd got the promise Of Emily Peters
company. Emily was smart little critter
goin' on seventeen, and the purtiest gal in
the county. All the boys were wild over
her. Her checks minded you of straw
berries and cream and she had way Of
fashin' her big brown eyes at a feller that
used ter set my heart a thunpin' Ike
woodpecker hanmerin' on hoLer limb.
Il hitched the sorrel colt up to pap's new
top buggy, and / jist calculated Inc an
Emily d lay ZEN al in the shade. I knowed
the other feIlers I'D be jealous of me for
month to come. But we had little spat on the
way and by the time we got TO the party felt
more Ike layin' down in the haymow than
goin' in 'mongst the crowd. I could a stood
It though if Emily hadn't got up filtration
with Fred Gibbs, a spindle-shanked leather
head that despised top o. the earth, and
give me to understand that she was goIn'
home with him.
That jist made me red hot. l went out
doors and sot 10 work to think up some
plan of revenge. BY and by the thought
SNA In LIE eL-aG SSe-A So CNCAl h-AA It ISu
and Emily and have a great joke on 'em at
the same time by stealin' the bars often
Fred's front buggy-wheels SOS the buggy
ID tumble down with 'em on the road home,
and l went right straight TO tend TO IL
After I'd throwed the bars over into the
cow-lot went off and laughed till was
sick, a. thinkin' how Fred and Emily d
be piled cut on the prary and have 10 walk
home.
soon as could straighten my face up l
went N and cut SIGH a splurge anon the
girls that | reckon I must "a made Emily
Jealous; anyways, she left Fred and kind
O. made up TO me. By the time we was
ready TO go home we was as sweet on one
another as though nothin' had happened
The first half mile Of our road was
smooth as a floor, but didn't hurry none
told Emily the sorrel colt was young and
It wouldn't do 70 drive him too fast, and
she lowed was right.
I'VE got along splendid I'LL we came to
little creek we had TO ford. AS the wheels
went down the bank there was a jolt and
then wobble. and out we went Into the
creek, ker-chunk- JENNY YOU could
& heerd the screech Emily give as she
souseo into that icy water clean over into
the next county. I felt like hollerin' NY
self only nv mouth was so full OF mud and
gravel couldn't. Quick s could I helped
Emily out. By that time We could hear the
sorrel colt a-tearin' down the lane half
mile away, iist Lckety-briudle; so there was
nothin' left TO do but walk back to SImp-
sons. II was along towards the latter eend
Of October. and our clothes froze stiff
Enily's mouth must "a froze shet, too. l
reckon, fer she's never spoke 70 ne to this
day. OF course l felt awful, but fer all
that couldn't help chucklln' every time I
thought OF the trouble that Fred and his
girl 'ud git-'
Did Fred's buggy wheels come of in the
creek, too:" asked Bronson, after waiting
in vain for the old man TO finish his story.
"Noap. Didn't come off at al. Ye see
Fred's buggy stood right side o. mine that
night: il was darker n sack o. black cats,
and l was in q dreadful hurry, and-well.
the fact O. the matter is, fixed the wrong
buggy" c. F. CARTER