Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-07-21
THE OLD SETTLER.
AN INDIAN STORY WITH BRIGHT RBD
FEATHERS ON 1T.
Why Bill Fiddler Missed the Stone Frollc Many
Years Aga Dialect Yarn With
Good Deal 10 II Besides Dialect.
Ed Mnn IN Mem Ynrt SIN.

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said the squire. "Wonder wat were up
with him."
"Too much BUSH" replied the Old Set
tier.
"Huh?" exclaimed the squire, the Old
Settlers reply having been unintelligible
to him.
"Too much BUSH" the Old Settler re-
peated.
"Oh-h-hm calculated the squire. ''Tm
'bleeged to ye fer tellin' me, an know
just ez much bout it now ez l did afore."
THAT'S 'caus ye wa mt born an riz in the
Sugar Swamp deestrc'." said the Old Set
tier. "Thst were unfor'nite for ye,
squire, but O. course hain't to blame fer
it. If yer ANCESTORS had only settled down
onter the teemin' side o. Sugar Swamp,
'stid O. squattin' 'nopgst the stun an
scrub oaks o. Blarin' Ridge, y'd ha' had
chance to see things an to Parn things
thst'd bee comfort an a blessin' to ye
now, an 1 wouldn't be obleeged to think
way back inter Ingin hist'ry to get the fac's
to 'splain to ye 'bOut wat too much bush
STAINS fer I"
eye needn't think back" exclaimed
the squire "Bill Fiddler want to Bingmus-
ter's stun frolic, an missed him, but if
you've got to go way back and fish mp a
chapter in hist'ry o. the Injlps O. this
kentry to tell me wy Bill WANT to the
stun frolic, Ill 'scnse ye! l don't keer
durn bout KNOWN anyhow, an | don't
want We to strain ye mem'ry. I'd will
liner be igner'nt.
course ye would" said the Old Set
tier. "That's the Blarnin Ridge of 1t!
Butts s'posin' We do want to live an die
in igner' nceP S'p1sin' ye don't want me
to strain my mem'ry? Who be you?
AM who be l? We hsin't the unly folks
ez is Twin, Dor we hain't the unly folks ez
is goin' ter be a Twin Thur setch thing
ez childurn an childurn's childurn, hain't
tn? Wat we goin' ter do with them?
Mebbe you don't keer to know
wat too much bush STAINS fer,
an mebbe it's goin' ter be strain on me
if post We on it. But s'pose our childurn's
childurn rises up an asts, whats too
much busb?" Who's agoin' ter tell 'em?
Nobody, b'gosh, if folks was all like you,
an was willin' to be igner'nt! AM they'd
hef to grow up an pass away thought
KNOWN no more about it thin the present
gin'ratiou knows bout the man eZ struck
Billy Patterson. But our childurn
an our childurn's childurn hain't
agointer grow up an pass away
in igner'nce, ez long ez thur a spark
o. the oil Sugar Swamp sperrit ticklin o.
my veins! 1t haint no easy job fer me to
throw my mem'ry back hundred year
an better, squire, that's so; an Pm
bleegsd to ye for not wantin' me to strin
it. But carnations yit comm mus be
looked arter' an wen duty calls me Ill
foller, if / hef to put my mem'ry tgether
Iiks a Tinted fishpole, b'gosh, an throw it
back TO NOar's ark! !"
"Au' We KID do it, too" exclaimed the
squire.
"Wuther could or not hain't nuther
here nor thar" said the Old Settler
'But kin member W.T. too much bush
STAINS fer. ez it were handed down to me
straight e. esh saplin's, an which is part
o. the hist'ry O. Sugar Swamp, ez l hain't
sgointer let run out. If it's gointer spile
yer record fer igner'nce, Squire, it's
gittin' long to'ards yer bedtime, anyhow,
an We mowt treat yerself an run hum.
1.-TWO words for yourself an one fer me,
major" said the squire. "But hain't
takin' no hints this evenin'. An now ez
to Bill Fiddler not bein' to the stun frolic.
S'pose We 90 on an tell US how it were. l
kin STAN it if yer mem'ry kin"
9TH wan'n't no ipjins ever lived 'roun'
Blarin Ridge" the Old Settler began, "for
il were leetle too wuthless neighbor-
hood fer even iDjins to banker after. But
wien the fust wife folks begun to make
clearin's in the Sugar Swamp deestric,
they foun' that kentry list more'n fav'rit
campin' groun' an huntin' groun' fer a
leetle the highest-up tribe O. red men th't
ever riz corn an hair. Ny great gran'pap
were bout one o. the fust white folks ez
stumbled onter them air Ipjuns. He got
poe'lsr with 'em I'm the start in, an the
Iniuns tuck setch an uncommon fancy to
him an his family th't they pitched in an
helped 'em to make their clearin', an to
plant their corn an dig their Eaters an
setch. sumpin' ruther curious fer wild an
yoopin' Ipjins to do, an showin' lost an
banighted heathens ez they was, th't they
know'd a gentleman, b'gosh, wen they
seed one.
''Ez civilization KEEP sweepin' Inter
Sugar Swsmp, three an four acres at q
sweep, an the settlers got 10 objectin' TO
hsndin' over their scalps to the noble red
men. an to smellin' o. one another ez the
childurn o. the forest staked an Drilled
'em durin' some O. their merry COINS on,
the Ipiins begun ter see th't it want much
uset fer their hangin' round thar no
longer, an they KEEP turnin' their heels
to the scenes O. their youth, an their noses
TO the settin' sun, till OF last tn Want but
few on 'em left 1t usety be techin'
eight, squire, ez I've heerd my gran'pap
say to zee them Ipjuns ez were about to dig
out I'm Sugar Swamp. flock to my grest
grsn'pap's clearin' to bid him good-by.
The strappin' big six foot war hoopeIs'd
grab my great-gran'psp by the ham an ez
th' tears ID roll down their cheeks, maxim
streaks in their paint like fish worms
crawlin' over a wet clay bank, they'd say
"DTaint cause VEIN shinnln' away FIN
wbar we was born an riz, they'd say, 'th't
VEIN feelin' so durn bad, but cause we
w WI ut see s you no more. or-man .afeerd-of
his.hcep they'd say. 'Bpt, b'gosh, they'd
say, if ye want Us, SEN fer US, an We'll
clean the Swamp fer ye Pm A to lizard.
"They call my great-gran'pap Gilman.
afeerd of-his-hoe, fer some reason bes'
know'd to their day an gin'ration. The oil
man were an up-an'-up ol'fashiOnd hard
shell Baptis', an consekently b'lieved th't
vile thu WANT nuthin' like water fer the
spirit'al welfare O. the outside, the inside
didn't need it to any p'tic'lar alarmin' de-,
gree, an so he KEEP bar'l O. sumpin' a
leetle stiff in the cellar. FIN the very fust
time he met those Injins wien he.settled
in Sugar Swamp, my great-gran' pap
c'menced to give em good advice an lay
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