The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1890-02-14

The Old Settler was nOnpluSSed. He was
so utterly dumfonnded that even his
temper failed to come to his relief.
Finally, with all the impressiveness 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 wollOp
| the life outen the hull three to wunst?
An did We know that it takes tol'able
good man to wade inter jist one wild
bar an shet off his caloric? Then wat
must nine VOLTS be, all set loose an
pinin' fer blood? An again ten-year-
OF young un at that! Hadn't thort O.
that, had We, Peleg?"
"Nope," said Peleg, turning page
and following the lines eagerly.
The Old Settler rose to his feet like a
fash. He was boiling. He stood for a
moment over the imperturbable Peleg,
and then almost roared:
''Be you sick, Peleg?"
"Me sick?" said Peleg, looking up in
surprise. ''Me? Well, I guess if you'd
seen the way 1.-The way /"
Peleg stopped in confusion, and his
eyes dropped to his DOCK.
''The way you what?" demanded his
grandfather.
eff you'd seen the way fit Bill Sim
mons to-day 1 guess you wouldn't think
was much sick!'' blurted Peleg
'Did We fight Bill Simmons, sonny?"
said the Old Settler, resuming his seat
and his good humor. ibid ye-did ye
lick him?"
HE hollered 'Enough? said Pefeg,
naively, and began hunting up the lost
place in his book.
Its wrong to fight, sonny" said the
Old Settler, solemnly. ''Boys th't wants
to be good don't never fight. Be We sure
ye licked Bill, Peleg?"
''Out of his boots," said Peleg.
'Boys that fight, sonny, hain't apt to
| make good mark in the world, Peleg,"
said the Old Settler. 'sDid Bill boiler
much?"
"You could hear him half mile"
said Peleg," still hunting for his place.
'Could, hay?" chuckled the Old Set
tier. "Hollered ez much ez that, hay?
hope yell member, Peleg, th't it's
wrong to fight, an can't think we'll o.
boys th't fights. Could hear him boiler
half mile, hay?"
And the Old Settler lay back in his
chair beaming. Peieg had found his
place, and was soon deep once more in
the mysteries of his book. But the
previous subject at once asserted itself
in the Old Settlers mind, and he once
more returned to it.
81 wish't ye KID ha' knowed Sol Rider
Peleg, O. Sugar Swamp" said the Old
Settler, in a confidential tone. ssSol
were the greatest wolf fighter, guess.
th't ever pranced 'roun' that deestric'.
He were terror He were lookin or
the time dressed out them nine VOLTS,
wen were comm ten year OIL an ne
said he act'ly turned pale an trembled
to see the way it was DONE"
Peleg kept on reading
81 said, Peleg," repeated the Old Set
tier, severely, "that Sol Rider turned
pale an trembled to SEQ"
II heard you, grandpop," said Peleg,
without looking up.
I'VE heard me, did YEP" exclaimed the
Old Settler, jumping up and striking the
table with his hand. "Ye heard ma. an
yit ye don't take int'rest 'nough in vel
gran'paps recOmmember'ness to listen
an gether in the p'ints O. sumpf;n' the
like o witch b'gosht'lmighty, never hap.
pened afore or sence, an never will
ag'in! A inherent child O. ten year oil
slatherin' the life outen ninep roarin
mad VOLTS to wunSt, and that imnercent
child yer own gran'pap, an y.e wun't
listen! A boy ten year oil kiEEin' nine
roarin' VOLTS! Did We ever hear the like
O that, ye ongrateful young wea SELF"
Peleg had looked up while HIS grand
father was speaking, but kept his finge,
on his place.
why; that amt nothin', gra ndpop!'
said he. ''The Kid of Red Ghosta Gulch
that I'm readin' about here, aiil't nine
years old yet. He has killed sta ven In
dams, eleven grizzly bears, and /. dom
remember how many dozen WOW es. He.
done all O. that, and I amt b. alt wa,
through the book yet!''
The Old Settler fell back in, h. is chair
He stared at Peleg for minute or more
n silence. At last he said:
"W'en the Demon Kid of Red. Ghos
$ulch gifts to be gran'pop, Pei eg. thu
wust wish him is th't he wun't hey n,
onthankful sarpint for grandson %
saying winch the Old Settler emit of
to bed, leaving Peleg to finish hi bool
and wait for his grandmother's return
A'olu ineocin Ed Mott, in n: Y. Sun.
s. SCIENCE Ann ,Nnrprp