Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1891-03-20


hope you'll let inn jist fur the sake OF
the story"
"When I lived up Ter Their north part
or Their town we was highest Majors,
a quarter of . mile ef Do, to Capn Dick
Pearls" said Uncle Nat Dimock, who
had been attracted itchenward by the
chorus of laughter that followed the
ex-assessor's story, IAN he'd come ovel
ON some arrant, airly candle lightins
n say he couldn't stay a mint; an
he'd keep holt er the latch er the
door an stan there an t>.k an open
Their door an get half out, n come
back an shet the door an talk, an
one n another wud go off ter bed, till
there wouldn't be a soul LETT bat mo
An one night I vow If l didn't go Il
sleep in my cheer after he'd opened the
door an shct it nnore,n twenty times
n hadn't sd down q AL. an when l
woke up he wasn't their so sposc
he ma mayed somehow &esgo. One win
ter's nornin' he come over to our house
afore light-we was a-eaten' brekfust
know, n he sed he wiz in great
hurry ter borrer er log chain, EN-
axed i'm sunthin' err nuther' about his
quarrel with Uncle Jim Caldwell about
line fence, an he took er cheer an
entered inter pertickerlers.E an I'll be
hanged eff he didn't keep it up till my
wife he'd dinner on Their table. an his
wife come after him, an he ilradnt he'd
a mou full ter eat tibet day..
THAT puts me in mind of doe Prin-
die" said Aunt Hannah, whip Was up to
her elbows in the bread tray linking rye
and Indian into sticky mass that was
sure to turn out the most excellent OF
brown bread. when he was Il young
spark he used ter go to SEE Hannah
Simmons. an he would stay m stay. N
never know when ter go home. One
hot summer night, after he'd been a.
reapin' rye all day. he WIS tired.
spose. n he dropped ersldep in his
cheer, N snorcd like alfpossessed.
She went n fetched or pillar m put
under his head. an then she fetched the
old fashioned long handled dash churn
an set it down beside her CHER. n put
on it her little white diInity rtutfied cape
n ap'on. an hung her little cap on top
err the dash an went ter bed He woke
up at day break an see what the ioL.
wuz, an he put the cape a ap'on N
cap in his pocket n went off. She
told ont. n it got all around, N every
budy had their fling ut Joe, n we all
thought 'twould freak up sther match:
But he kept goin' ter see her Jest the
1,,,f ind h.,
an after a considerable of crlspcll they
WIZ engaged. She sed she had ter
promise ter hav i'm ter git her property
back" s5ssf iziHzsE.
81 ulster know her." said Zebediah
Marcy. who happened to rcmembcr
that his wife wanted him to ASH Aunt
Hannah for her rule for ''riz cake. aud
SO had made his way from the baf-room
to the hospitable kitchen. she was
own consin to Darius Glazier. Agrcat
hand to visit, Darius was, an he had
the greatest knack at allus happening
in about meal time. He never would
hitch his horse, but would drive up,
drop his lines m go in. Grimes he
would say, ANY boss tibet belongs ter
me has got ter stan, n if they don't
know how to stan at fust they've got
ter larn.' One dark, foggy night in
March he cum inter our house an scd
he'd been er-tradin' bosses with old
man Hammond. the grave-stonc maker,
an he reckoned how he'd got er boss
that would stan an wait till he'd he'd
time ter bargain and sell er grave
stone. He laughed about it all the
evenin,' an told stories about all the
larnt them on 'em ter stan that
wouldn't ter begin with? Amazin' fond
of er boss. 'RiuZ wuz. m at last he
made up his mind ter go. n l lit the
lantun, an we all went out, wife an
all, ter see the new boss. Darius went
ahead, an when he got where twas
'twan't there. g..
why the tarnal critters gone. said
he, Grimes. l wonder how long she
thought she'd otter wait ter hev a
grave-stun sold"
''We thot she might hev gone ter the
barn, or under shed. or inter the sheep
fold, n we all hunted. Twas darker
thin tar, n the fog wuz thicker then
black sleeps wool. We lit up q lot err
pine torches tibet we use, you know,
when we go fishin' in ther night, n
twas comical huff ter see us prowlin'
all over the primises with Their slush up
to our knees Jest as We concluded
that she had started for MonsOn, ter her
old home, my boy Joe sung out tibet
he'd found tracks he couldn't count for,
leadin' down toward the river. an
Darius sed he guessed she was SO dis
easted with her new master she'd sot
out to drown herself Wall, we all fol-
lowed along AFTER the tracks. an; half
way ter Their river they struck of fur
the left. an we followed a haIf-mile or
more. an cz sure ez I'm sinner we
found ther crittcr a-standin' stretchin'
her neck over the burying- ground fence.
Good hoss,' said Darius 'You know
your bizness-yOu sold stun. an then
you come ter set it up. Ha! Hal"
''Why, here's the stage a-comin' a.
reddy," said Aunt Hannah: IAN here's
Jabez. So glad ter see We. Jabez.
We've told all the young folkses about
.yVu an Jun StOiiSs- We ioiSC yOu
won't forget single one on EN-"
Jabez needed no encouragement to he
entertaining. He kept a laughing
group around him from the moment he
entered the old stage tavern.
1.-The bakin's got to go OF all night
ter be ready fur the ball supper Thanks
giving night" said Aunt Hannah.
There's pound cake to bake and
brown bread. an a load of pies, an its
true ez prcachin' that there is more
than twice as many folkses in Their
house ez there is beds-not tibet any
house could have too many friends at
Thanksgiving time, only it seems ter be
an amazin' lucky time ter entertain
Jabcz"
Jabcz for his part talked and talked
without his stock of stories beginning
to run dry. His listeners were attentive
and responsive. To be sure, they
off now and then; from time
to time he found himself looking into
different faces, but the laugh, never
failed At just the right point, and Jabez
felt that he was the life of the company
and was glad he had come. The time