The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-04-21

over at Shady Grove that you would
come back with me, an wish you
would"
''Id like to accommodate you, Mark.
but don't feel like strollin' today"
''Sorry to hear that, for 1 told the boys
that I'd have you in Jail by. 10 o'clock
today"
II wish you hadn't told them, Mark,
an you oughtenter done it, fur you
didn't know how busy l mout be-"
''Yas, mebbe done wrong" said the
sheriff, ''but didn't know after all that
you couldn't fling aside your business
and come along with me. The boys air
all expectin' YOU"
'EYas, the boys up the river expected
Gineral Jackson once, but he didn't
come
$50 hearn." said the sheriff; san you
air not comm with meT'
"Thats what 1 ain't.''
s'Pn bet you fifteen dollars, Bill, that
you do"
''Pll take that bet, but in the mean
time if you dom take yo' arms often that
fence I'll drop you right in yo' tracks
''That's the way I like to hear a man
talk, Bill, Say, last night the jailer and
his two sons went 'possum huntin'. They
called up the dogs-and they have got
some of the finest hounds you ever saw
and here they came with brightness in
their eyes an deep music in their voices.
You ought to have heard them go 'ounk,
DUNK, DUNK Well, they went out, an
about midnight they came back with
two of the biggest and fattest 'possums
you ever saw. Well, they dressed them
right thar an then, an put them out on
the top of the house SO the frost could
fall ON them, an this marnun' they took
them down an began TO bake them along
with some sweet potatoes. Then the
jailer's son he says, says he, Pop, we
amt got no regular wildcat ticker to go
with these here 'possums.' So the old
man, havin' mighty eye for art, gave a
jug to the young feller an told him to
go up in the mountains.
''The young feller went, but he couldn't
find no ticker, an at last he seen ole
feller drivin' a wagin, an when he asked
the ole feller if he could git any ticker
he swore that he didn't know nothin'
about it; but says he, if you will take
jug up the hillside an put a dollar un-
| der it l don't know what mout happen,
but when you come back don't bel eve
the dollar will be there Wall, he went
up ON the mountain side an put dollar
under jug an went away, but bless yo'
life when he came hack the dollar was
gone, but the jug was filled with the
best ticker that had passed it's teens.
An so at dinner today they are goin' to
have them possums an sweet potatoes
an that old Ticker that's got bead on it
like dewdrop; an say, the jailer says
that you may share the feast"
"Look here, Mark, you amt tryin' to
trihe with my feelin's, air your
"No, I'm tellin' the Lords truth; an
say, that amt all. The Perdue boys
caught big bear down in the bottoms.
an after dinner they air goin' to set the
dogs on him in the Jail yard right in
full view of yo' cell. Think of that
Look here, Mark, / am about con-
verted, an I'll go with you if you'll let
me take my rifle along"
''No, can't do that, Bill, an besides
I'll have to handcuff you. Possum
sweet potatoes, ticker with a bead on il
like a dewdrop an bear fight in full
view of yo' cell"
Mark" said Bill, as he put down his
rifle, ''fetch on yo' handouts. Blamed
if 1 amt with you. .'-Opie p. Read il
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