Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1890-07-27

in right smart but hits SO dim in hyar,
we KANT see hit"
Hit air dim in hyar allus,' said the
prisoner, tell fer leetle taste o. sun
shine, pears like I'd perish
"Ye'll git better now" said the father,
taking the invalid's thin hand in his
brown, horny one, and awkwardly strok-
ing it. why, yer hand" said he by
way of IA joke, sis SO thin an white hit
looks eenamos' like streak o light"
81 low looks like afternoon shad-
der. anyhow" said the invalid. feebly.
~ KANT hold out much longer"
Yer mouths dry, honey" said the
anxious father, unconsciously going back
to his childhood's way of speaking to
him. "Hyar, let pap gin ye lie, tie sup
o water ter wet it"
But the prisoner closed his eyes and
slightly shook his head.
"Jest drap," coaxed the father; "jes
the matter o drap, Jackie, honey"
"Not tibet thar water" said the pris-
oner rousing up. "Thet thar prison wa
ter makes me heave. Oh, fer drink
outer the spring at home seems like
could drink hit dry"
Old Bigby felt frightened; he was no
part of a nurse, and the changed appear
ance of his son still shocked him.
Hit looks like good water" said he,
hit does. Try a sup"
But the sick man refused, and his
father welcomed the entrance of the
jailer.
Here, Jack" said that official, "my
wife's sent you some coup; try and take
it"
But the invalid still refused Il KANT
Fat hit" he said.
What do you Gravel" asked the taller.
Sunshine an fresh ar, cried the pris-
0ner, rousing up. ''Ef could only git
out whar the sun'd shine on me. an the
mountain ar would blow ON me, an whar
| could see the peak o old Baldface,
a-rollin' up benin pap's house, seems like
could git up an run a mile"
You should ha' thought of all o. that
afore you went to monkeying with the
revenue" said the jailer.
Il never thought ez how I'd he
cotched, said the prisoner. sullenly.
But hit does seem hard" said old
Bigby, apologetically, ''fer man ter
suffer so much-eenamos' pay with his
life fer maxim few gallons o. wild cat
liquor liker that"
Tile government don't want it," said
the jailcr. undertaking to explain the
revenue system, "but it don't want YOU
to have it. neither"
"Well. now. tibet does look curious"
said old Bigby. "What kahn hit matter
ter the gov'ment? En- what" he con-
tinued. as the jailer was unable to an
swer that question, zen what's a man to
do with his extry crap o corn when he
KANT git hit to market? We uns lives on
the side o old Baldface, en- ter haul our
crap ter market costs purity nigh ez
much ez the crap is with. En- this year.
OWN ter one accident en- another, the
crap piddled out o. the small cen o. the
horn. Hit didn't pay ter haul tibet leetle
bit ter market fer the mite o. money
they'd pay fer hit. En- we uns war hard
up; we had nary sugar nor coffee-jes'
bread en- little bite O. meat; en- Jack
seq. sezzee. l hain't agwine ter stend
hit, haint; III jes haul the corn over
ter Stillinger's still en- turn hit inter bug
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