Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1891-08-08
MOSES AT THE CIRCUS.

6umpln IL urdp TOuuu uJdI!
The shrill cry, impelled by the vigor-
GUS lungs of Aunt Caroline, foated over
the bare little back yard, around the
corn crib, and finally reached the ears of
Moses Elijah Ellison, who sat on the
chopin block" with his head in his
hands, Illuminating on some knotty ques-
ton.
Hastily gathering the few sticks Of
wood that were cut, Nose started for
the house, knowing by experience that
he would feel the weight of Aunt Caro-
! lines by no means gentle hand if he de-
layed much longer in producing the
much called for wood.
"Wot yo' ben dom all dis vile benin
dat con crib, yo' lazy, good fer not'in'
Niger? 1 sent yo' out dar ter cut dat
wood hafn hour ago an yo' amt got'n
armful yit. Take dat!'' and aunty made
/ a blow at Nose, who adroitly ducked
under her bare, black arm and ran into
the kitchen.
After depositing the wood in the box
prepared for it, Nose retreated to safe
place behind the stove. where he kept
an anxious eye on aunty, as, with a
gorgeous red and yellow turban OH her
head, she swept the dirty floor and dust
ed the furniture, which consisted mainly
of rickety table, some empty soap
boxes and three legged stool.
"Say, Aunt Ca'linc." said Nose, glanc-
ing furtively up, "kin ! go ter de succus
wot's comm hyar dis af'rnoon?'
"Moses Elijah Ellison!" cried Aunt
Caroline, fairly swelling with anger at
this audacious question, "hain't yo' got
not'n' better ter do dan traipsin aroun'
ter successes? Hyarl yo' take yo'self
'roun' ter dat wood pile, an eff yo' dar to
stir outer my sight derell be anudder
succus in dis town. Air yo' goin'?" And
she looked around for something to
throw.
However, Nose was well out of the
way, and by the time Aunty got to the
door with one of the precious sticks of
wood all she saw was the twinkle of a
pair of black fee: around the corner of
| the "co'n crib"
"'Pears like ez if aunty wuz gittin'
wuss n wuss," soliloquizsd Nose as he
sat down on the chopping block to med
itate on the situation. "Here | wuZ
a-choppin' an a-choppin' all dis mawnin {,
tell my back feels like hit wuz clean
broke, and de minnit axes fer little
moosement she up n whups me wifi q
stick er wood. But I hain't goin' ter
stan hit no longer!' he continued, shak-
| ing his fist at an imaginary Aunt Caro-
line; '.Moses Ellison am goin ter kick,
am
eli, vii w'ot 20 dom, Nose? Hev 70,
got de Saint Bituses dancei" and Moses
inseparable friend, William johnson,
jumped over the fence and sat down on
the log.
"Gollyi Bill, how yo' skairt me-" said
Nose, rolling his eyes and swallowing
hard. 81 tort yo' wuz Aunt Ca'line,
shore, an yo' bet doan' wan ter let her
ketch me monkeyin' roun' like dis" and
for five minutes nothing could be heard
but the sound of the ak, as Nose hewed
desperately at the tough wood.
"Say, Nose" said Bill, during lull in
the chopping, "goin' ter de succus?"
"Doan' say succus ter me-" said Nose
rather bitterly, as he made blow at a
huge knot. Il axed Aunt Caline jes a
few minnits ago. an she done set me at
the woodpile. But eff he'd emmy money
I'd 20, lickin' or no lickin'. Be yo' goin?'
"Yaas," said Bill, displaying a blue
paper proudly. u helped de man wash
de bars cage dis mawnin', and he guy
me pass fer two; 30 cum long eff yer
to run away"
Nose was not prepared to be taken up
so quickly, and for moment stood in
open mouthed surprise, but, determining
not to show signs Of cowardice before
Bill, he threw down the ak with many
misgivings, and, keeping the corn crib
between them and the house, they
climbed the fence and started for the
circus.
"Gollyr exclaimed Nose, sitting down
on a large rock and wiping the sweas
from his face. 81 'spected ter heer Aunt
Ca'line yawpin' arter US cherry minIit.
Didn't yo'?'
"Yaas," answered Bill thoughtfullyi
"but look yere. Nose, eff takes yo' inter
de succus yo' orter do sunfin fer me,
hadn't yo'7"
| "Er-yaas," said Nose, rather doubt
fully. "but yo' tell me w'ot tits fust fore
/ do hit"
Bill fumbled q moment in his pocket
and brought forth u rather small sized
biscuit,
"Give dat ter de bar" he said, giving
it to Nose.
"Duz de man low yo' ter feed de barr
said Nose, turning the biscuit over in his
hand and seeing nothing suspicious about
it.
Certainly" replied Bill. from the
height of superior intelligence. HE told
me dis mornin' dat de folkses allus guy
Am peanuts an biskits. Well, of yo'
doan' wan ter do hit kin git Sam Will
son insted."
"Hol' up, Bill" called Nose, as Master
johnson turned away as if he didn'tcare
"Ill do hit"
well, hussle yo'self and we'll git daI
airly an git good seat" said Bill tri.
! umphantly.