Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-05-01
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"But I'm sure he won't give in and
they will go and whip Dawsey just like
he said - was Sally IS breatbless conclu-
sion.
Ally laughed, at first. "We shall be
rid of grand rascal. - said he, ''what
are you looking so queer over, Sis?'
''Do you really expect they'll whip
him very hard?i' Sally inquired.
''Not half so hard as he deserves, I
know that. -
Sally was silent but her face changed,
finally rather timidly she said: "Don't
you think it would do just as we'll to scare
him awfully, tell him they were fixing
! to whip him and maybe swing the
! switches round and make noise in the
air like Cobbs does when he is driving
Net and Jake; and then let him off If
he g sorry and will 20 away and never
come back?''
Ally's blue eyes opened wider, his
stolid face assumed by degrees an ex-
preston of indignant scorn before which
poor Sally quailed.
''I do believe" said Ally, slowly,
fyou r sorry for old Dawseyi'
''No, I Amt, - protested Sally, s'but
it must hurt so to be whipped!''
''He ought to be hurt" said Ally,
firmly, ''it's only Justice" Ally had
| reached the age when boy is q great
stickler for Justice I've heard
yon wish him q thrashing many a time,
yourself, just like he gave Mr.. Hender-
son.
ST KNOW Sally admitted meekly,
'fbut then l was mad at him. It's SO
hard to hurt people when you amt mad
at them
"When I'm mad. stay mad, - said
Ally with much loftiness, 'fbut that's
just like girls, get mad at nothing and
get over 1t for nothing
Sally, crushed not only by her con-
sciousness of her individual weak mind
edness but by this singing estimate of
her weak-minded sex, looked ready to
cry; and, doubtless again, like a girl,
took refuge in an entirely different rea-
SON Anyhow, papa wouldn't like it
while he was away, and to have the dar-
keys lynch a white man. 1t would mad
the white folks
Ally bit his lip. He flung the stick in
his hand away with an angry motion.
He muttered: "Well, why couldn t you
say that IN the first place?''
Cecil wondered what the boy was
thinking about as he thrust his hands
into his pockets and frowned at the river.
Sally did not venture TO interrupt. "Yet
she is four times as bright as he,' Cecil
said to himself, ''what does she see in
him? II had Sister ID treat her po-
litely. He is young eubl"
Really ALLY was no franker than broth
ers in general, who are not apt to use a
harmful fsttery to their sisters but rather
to help them amend their faults by faith
fully and carefully pointing the latter
out; and he YVES, in general, very kind
L., II. E.
she was a girl, he liked her SO much.
dare say Cecil e sister would have been
taken to task quite as roundly as Ally IS.
Finally the boy looked up.
cit can't go on, for fact, Sissy ~
said he, with deep sigh. ''I'm sure
Cobbs will say that it would make
racket. We've got to stop it. -
81 hate to tell on them, said Sally.
Cecil smiled at another Inconsistency; \
but here brother and sister were in full
accord.
"No, We sure can't tell on them to-
hurt them, . said Ally.
Cecil suggested consulting with the de-
1ective, having him warn Dawsey.
ssssgshspy you see, Dawsey would feel
friendly toward Mitchell and wouldn't
suspect him, - said the small man of the
world, who had read detective novels.
Sally lip quivered with an impulsive
speech promptly suppressed, but Ally
spoke out bluntly: 81 don't just like
fooling even a mean m an like Dswsey.
Pretending to be. friends all the while
you r fixing to. do him a meanness.
Cecil was too polite to smile or to sssfrTils
his shoulders, as he had learn ed to do I'M
France; besides, his father disliRed de /
habit and hsawas trying to uplearn hias
mplishuient; SO he saic grztEely that
spiessfs not pleasant, but they were q
necessary did they expect to
catch Dawseys anyhoSsS q
''0hfat Feckon we got to do it, +" said
Ally.
- think you were mighty bright to
think of 1t, cousin Cecil, - said Sally; ali
l could think of was to write him note
telling him to keep away tonight. And
that wouldn' t. have done much good, l |
recken.' -
mot a bit,' said Ally. 81 know
what you thought of Aliy,' = said Cecil. !
''What?'rS
..Talk it ovsr with Cobbs''
Ally grinned as usuai. 80 Cobbs knows |
heap" said he, cheerfully. "That |
was just what was thinking. Then we !
can find out if Mitchell has got any good |
of the handkerchief. -
Ivy s4rof$lek A1iAy AOA SASSNAS AAoh-
ing with a sudden thought, ''why |
couldn It We go and look oyer that place |
where we found the handkerchief 1 |
know Cobbs went next day, but may be |
he didn't go into the creek and on to |
Uncle Joe Simmons place. There's a |
piece of right olaveys land on the other
side, yoa know
''Do you reckon there would be tracks,
in it?'' said Ally, ''bnt it's dry p q |
bone.''
.'It It that night. Don't you
remember how wet the road was when
We went for Cousin Cecil. There would |
sure be footprints il they went over that
way TO Uncle Joe 3 house. -
But how % you know they went that
waY?"
''weI, they didn't leave any trace
any other way; and II they went down |
wading IN the creek why II folks were |
after them they wouldn't know where
they crossed and wouldn't find their
tracks.
Maybe, - said Ally, 'sany how we'll
go. But first we We got to get that ras-
cal out of his holes, Come, let's go to
Cobbs -
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