News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-01-09

apparent interest in anything but his
book.
The Old Settler sat back in his chair
and smoked for awhile with a pleased
expression ON his face. Gradually the
situation that prevailed previous tc
this diversion came back to his mind
He looked curiously at Peleg, and al
| last said:
did we ever see a wolf, sonny?"
Yep"
"Whar?''
"ShoWl"
This dialogue had not for second
distracted Peleg's attention from his
book. The Old Settler was nonpluss-
ed. He was SO utterly dumfounded
that even his temper failed to come to
his relief. Finally, with all the i'm
pressiveness he could summon, he said
''Peleg, did you know that one wild
wolf didn't asst no odds o. three wild
bar in fang an claw set to, an KID
wallop the life outen the hull three to
wunst? An did We know that it takes
tofable good man to wade inter jist
one wild bar an shet off his caloric ?
Then wat must nine wild VOLTS be, all
set loose an pinin' fer blood? An
agln a ten-year-oP young un at that
Hadn't thort O. that, had We, Peleg?''
"Nope," said Peleg, turning a page
and following the lines eagerly.
The Old Settler rose to his feet like a
flash. He was boiling. He stocd for
moment over the imperturbable Peleg,
oil
"Be you sick, Peleg?"
''Me sick?" said Peleg, looking I'D in
surprise. ''Me? Well, l guess if
you'd seen the way 1.-THE way l.
Peleg stopped, in confusion, and his
eyes dropped to his book.
''The way you what?" demanded his
grandfather.
eff you'd seen the way | fit Bill
Simmons to-day L guess you wouldn't
think l was much sick y blurted Peleg.
"Did We fight Bill Simmons, sonny?
said the Old Settler, resuming his seat
and his good humor. "Did ye-did
we lick him?"
"He hollered Enough" said Peleg
naively, and began hunting for the lost
place in his book.
''lt's wrong to fight, sonny" said
the Old Settler solemnly. "Boys th't
wants to be good don't never fight.
Be We sure We licked Bill, Peleg?"
"Out of his boots" said Peleg.
'tBoys that fight, sonny, hain't apt
to make good mark in the world,
Peleg," said the Old Settler. s.Did
Bill boiler much?"
"You could hear him half a mile
said Peleg. still hunting for his place.
"Could, hay?" chuckled the Old
Settler. "Hollered ez much ez that,
hay? hope yen member, Peleg, th't
it's wrong to fight, an | can't think
well O. boys th't fights. Could hear
him boiler half mile, hay?"
And the Old Settler lay back in his
chair beaming. Peleg had found his
place, and was soon deep once more in
the mysteries of his book. But the
previous subject at last asserted itself
in the Old Settlers mind, and he once
more returned to it.
81 wisht We KID ha' knowed Sol
Rider, Peleg, O. Sugar Swamp" said
the Old Settler, in confidential tone.
''Sol were the greatest wolf fighter,
L guess, th't ever pranced 'roun' that
deestric'. He were terror. He were
lookin' on the time dressed out them
nine VOLTS, wen l were comm ten
year OF, an he said he act'ly. turned
pale an trembled to see the way it
were DONE"
Peleg kept on reading.
81 said, Peleg," repeated the Old
Settler severely, ''that Sol Rider
turned pale an trembled to see"
al heard you, grandpop, said Peleg
without looking up.
eye heerd me, did yep exclaimed
the Old Settler, jumping up and strik-
ing the table with his hand. aye |
leerd me, an yit We don't take int'rest |
nough in yer gran'pap's recommem-
1er'nces to listen an gether in the
1'ints o. sumpin' the like o. witch,
gosht'lmighty, never happened afoio
IT sence, an never will ag'inl A
child o. ten year OF slath
erin the life outen nine roalin' mad
VOLTS to wunst, an that innercent |
child yer own gran'pap, an we wun't |
listen! A boy ten year OF KILN
nine roarin' wolfsl Did We ever hear
the like O. that, We ongrateful young
weasel?"
Peleg had looked up while his grand
father was speaking, but kept his fin
ger on his place.
"Why, that amt nothin', grandpopl"
said he. "The Demon Kid of Red
Ghost Gulch, that Pm readin' about
here, amt nine years old yet. He has
killed seven Indians, eleven grizzly
bears, and l don't remember how
many dozen wolves. He's done all o.
that, and l amt half way through the
book yeti"
The Old Settler fell back in his chair.
He stared at Peleg for a minute or
more in silence. At last he said:
Gwen the Demon Kid of Red Ghost
Gulch gifts to be a gran'pop, Peleg, the
wust | wish him is th't he wun't hev
no onthankful sarpint for gran'son!"
Saying which the Old Settler went
off to bed, leaving Peleg 10 finish his
book and wait for his grandmother's
return from meetin.