The Kootenai herald. [volume] (Kootenai, Idaho) 1891-1904, 1891-08-08
THE KOOTENAI HERALD
Issued Every Saturday BY
S. D. TAYLOR, Proprietor,
A BIG DAY FoR HIM.

ae Saw Real Live Sheriff, but Alasl the
''Ole Oman" Was Absent
Last week the sheriff went up into tho Pos
sum Ridge settlement, and as he neared an
old time log farm house with mud Chin
ney, he saw an old fellow sitting on the top
OF the rail fence that stood between the yard
and the road, and refining up his horse he
Rccosted him with;
Good morning, sir"
'Mornin', strangerF
"Do you live hereg"
81 stay here, mostly"
"Then you arenot the gentleman that owns
Che placer
"Who said wasn'tG"
81 supposed as much from your words"
Eyer dido Wal, / s'pose I'm ther fellow
whut owns ther shebang, eff anybody does"
Yes. Well, can you direct me to Hiram
jenkins housep
II reckon SOL
please do So then"
'Air yer goin' over ter Hiram'sf'
Eyes"
"Haint no kin ter himp
mo-
"'Lowed mebby yer wuz. Yer know i'm,
reckon"
Never saw him"
"Nevera s'pose yer got er little busiinefs
Wubn bHfhf
Yes"
Don't want ter buy any Ian, ner nothn'
like that9"
No"
Flowed mebby yer did Hain't goin' ter
make er ointment ter preach over to ther
Coon Run meetin' housed"
NO. am not preacher"
"Lowed mebby you wuz. Don't want ter
git Their skule, | reckon~
mo; nothing of the sort"
"Yas | didn't know but yer did. Hain't
got no notion er buyin' Hiram's hawss,
hav yer
mo"
"Umph, huh. Lowed mebby yer he'd
Reckon yer hain't thinkin' nothin er tradin'
i'm out o. that ole sorrel plug o his'n"
mo; I'm not in the buying or trading bust
ness Please direct me, for I'm in something
of hurry"
Air. Ell! Poorly pressin' business,
reckon, that fotch yerf"
YES, very
"Wouldn't like ter say what it isg"
II have no objection at all. | am the sher
iff, and came out to summons Mr.. Jenkins
to serve on the grand jury"
'Goshamity, stranger, air that er fackf"
Certainly"
wal, by gum, this air er big day fer me.
Say, | come 'uthin one er goin' over ter ole
Beckett's mill nth er turn this mornin BY
gosh but it us fortnt ] didn't. An yer ther
shore 'nough, rale sheriff"
Yes
"Hain't playin' no trick on meg"
"Of course not"
oval, by gum, eff this hain't Ell day what
III alters be proud Of Stranger, | don't
doubt yer word, but it do seem too good ter
be So An yer ackly ther sheriff hissefr'
'Why, yes, But what do you meanP
Say, it's better'n goin' ter log rolin' er
er house raisin'. I'd like ter see old Squar
Beeson try ter crow over me now, an talk
erbout ther time when he rid on Their cyars Z
Whats the matter with youf
why, stranger, this is ther bigges' day o
my life Here | wus a settin up thar on theI
fence, never er dreamin' O nothin' good a
hap'nin', an the fust thing knowed up rode
Their sheriff an gun ter talk with me. Say
kin | shake hans nth yerf"
"Of course"
WAL eff that hain't FORUM nothin hain't
Wait er bit till | call Their ole oman, will
yerF
Il must be going"
1T won't take er mint, an itll grieve thel
ole oman moutily eff she fins out I've seed
yer an she didn't Jes wait er secon'"
The old man disappeared into the house
but shortly returned alone, with shade Of
disappointment i'll his face.
Say" he exclaimed, 'ther ole 'omans
poked off over ter ole Hankin's ter derneC
ole wool pickin' an missed Their bigges' chance
o Ter life 'Tan't moren er mile over thar
Would it be akin too much fer you ter wall
till / run over an fetched 'erin
Il haven't time"
I'm dinged sorry for that. Their oil,
'oman'll grieve awful Mebby yer could stoI
es yer come back"
Couldn't possibly"
by jinks, it's too bad. I'm afreed It'll
nigh erbout kill ther ole oman when she
heern ov it,"
Il can't wait here any longer
wal, say, when yer up here ergin stop an
lit Their ole oman see yer, viii yer'-Nev
York Tribune.
Pleasant Recollection.
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