Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1890-01-11

larnln. / dunno no more bout Jnef
things than ar squirrel does bout pot
Ticker, but they pears mighty nice.
Now ther one Of yer that'll fin out
bout them fust I'll slap this here ole
han right PUNK in hisun.'
"Jedge, when she sez that, l sez ter
myself, Bill, she's yourn.' Bill he
stood still an wuz thoughtful like. l
knowd he wuz so glad ter git her, but
then he wanted me to hev her too. The
sweat begun to run down my face, but
| didn't say ar word We'd sed we'd
do jes' like she sed. She didn't hev
no idea who she was trottin' down
ter Squire Carriers, but l knowed.
car few days arter that, ar hard
lookin mounting chap left hyar with
all his belongings swung on his back.
He he'd begged and begged me ter go
too, but sed no, I'd stay an take ker
of Their ole folks, and keep my eye on
Kildee fer him. He didn't hev no
min as ter whar he war goiu', cut sed
he wur goin' till he found ar
city. When he sed good-by, we
couldn't tell why, but ther tears begun
ter sprout in our eyes. Bill scd: Ike,
keep good keer of Kildee till | come
back. We may be growed up then,
but we uns will still be Their same ole
Ike an Bill
CATER he left, me an Kildee KEEP
up our frolics, but 'twarn't like it
ulster be- When we'd think bout Bill
the tears 'ud bergin to come ter Kill
dee's eyes, but she'd pull up the cor
ner OF her apron, wipe them erway
an say: Never min, he'll come back
afore many years an then we'll be SO
happy again.
"'Bout ar year arter, there como
past here some men what called them
selves surveyors. They went up ter
Squire Smiths an asked to put up ar
few weeks
'Kildee war bout 19 then, nigh ez
1 recall, an a pulitzer or pearter gal
never slapped foot on the ole Blue
Ridge Thar wuz ar young buck in
ther gang what wore a white shirt an
talked soft an putty like. From the
fust he 'peared ter like Kildee. He'd
ask her ter go long an help drag his
ole chain. Every time I'd go ter see
Kildee she'd be gone down Their ravine
or somewhat with that thar Teller.
One day ez | was goin' home thought
I heard somebody tallin' soft like up
among the bushes l stopped, listen
ed, then went up sof' to whar hearn
Their noise. Thar set Kildee an that
Teller. He he'd his arm round her an
was talkin' mighty intrusted like. An
every now an then Kildee's eyes
would shine an she'd laugh an say,
Yes, yes / stood and watched them
for ar while but didn't say ar word. l
I went on home as mad ez ar hornet
l would jes' go over the mex day an
put some gumption in that gals head
bout that Teller; his eyes didn't shine
ter suit me. I knowd ne was up ter
some devilish trick.
''Nex' mawnin' bout sun up, while
l was feedin' pigs, l seed somebody
walkin' mighty brisk like down the
road. When he got higher | seed it
wuz ole Squire Smith He wuz ar
cussin' an ralin' | knowd somethin
WIS up.
WAL, Squire, what's ther fun9' I
asked.
I" That derned soft spal1in Teller has
gone of with Kildee AM
II didn't wait fer another word, but
threw down the corn l was feedin', an
SEE: Come on, Squire, we'll ketch him
or die tryin''
"Afore we he'd gone fer we met ole
man Pearson and askt if he he'd seen
them He sed they had passed his
house the evenin' afore, but he didn't
think bout their runnin' away. But
if they were, faint no use ter try ter
ketch them, they have got sech err
start an both of UNI knows Their
roads.
"Jedge, it war like somebody had
died round hyar arter that leetle gal
he'd left. An sure enough, ole lady
Smith did die afore long. She ulster
set an cry an say she'd never see her
chile any more. 'Twant SO many
years afore the ole man died too,
cause he wuz gittin' ole 1t got so
lonesome couldn't stan it no longer
so | took meself down an tole ole
Squire Carriers gal Their way twas, an
we spliced.
''You see that rise out yander9
Well, ledge, one day l wuz settin'
down there; it war where me an Bill
sed good-by. wuz thinkin'-it had
been ten long years since we parted,
an how things he'd changed round
in that time, an | wuz wonderin'
where Bill wuz now. Bout that time
somethin' slapped me on the back, an
sez; Here he is
Laws a-mercyP / yelled, fallin
off Their stump an rollin' all over.
What you, Bill Oh, Mr.. Bill, l
reckon | orter say
No, the same ole Bill, he sed.
with ar smile.
HE he'd grown so tall an han some,
at first l couldn't believe it war he;
but arter lookin' in that face ar while,
it looked so kin an good, jes' like it
ulster, 'ceptin it he'd whiskers, knowd
it war Bill. Bill; whar in the worr
hev you been an how is you9 Come
right down an tell me an Their ole
oman all bout it.. When l sed that
ar strange look came over his face
He looked down ar minute an wuz
still. Then he raised his head an
seq: Ike, is Kildee up at her house9 /
tried to get back sooner, but could
not; but knew she would wait till l
came. Let's go there first. It has
been ten long years I've been waiting
to look IN those eyes again. Come,
let's find her. A great big lump come
in my throat an my eyes bergun to
water when he sed that. Poor fellerl
he's been workin all these years look
in forward to comm back an gittin'
his leetle gal-an' now she's gone, the
Lord only knows where. Bill, I SEE,
tryin' to swallow Their lump, 'Kildee's
gone. She run away with ar stranger
long time ago, an no one don't know
whar she is. The ole man an his
wife, an your dad, too, are IN them
col graves in Their field nigh Big Bar
cave.
''Sech ar look ez come over that
mans face / never seedl He turned,
an afore | could say ar word he wuz
gone, gonel
II lived on the same old mounting
life. Two chilun war given me, a gal
o,,t q how Tho uo Iua po,1a1 Mapu