The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-03-25
TIE OLD SETTLER.
Be List ans to the Story of His Gallant
Young Relative, Bier Long.
From the Netp York Sun

Be List ans to the Story Of His Gallant
Young Relative, Bier Long.
From the Nei0 York Sun.
"They'm gointer hev quite high OF we'd
din over to Welcome HoIler mex week,
Major said the Squire to the Old Settler
the other evening. II s'pose yer gointer be
thar"
"Weddin'F replied the Old Settler,
who's gointer be hitchedl hadn't heerd
nuthin' bout it, so faint likely I'll be thar,
b'gosh"
"Hain't heered on itF' exclaimed the
Squire. That's kind O. funny, too, bein's
ez a relation o. your'n were the cause of its
comm off. Young Bier Long is sorter
mixed up in your family, hain't hep
"Wull, rutherp said the old settler.
"His pap were my cousin, that's all But
it's durn funny he's gointer hev a weddin'
m not LEI me know nuthin' bout il"
"'Tain't him ez is gointer hev the we'd
DIM explained the squire. "Its unly
long O. him th't it's ben put on the CARPET,
N ne wun't be thar bisseIf, nuther. The
weddin'ers is little Betty Robbins m Abner
Gallup
Betty Roabinsr" exclaimed the Old Set
tier. "W'at business has Betty Robbins got
with Abner Galupl Whar's that pepp'ry
Sal Sloper th't Abner's ben settin' up with
fer better'n year backl We ben 'spectin'
to git an invite to their weddin' fer moren
six mont's. Watts Abner up N did with
Sally Sloper"
He haln't did nuthin' with her," said the
| Squire. "Hain't you heerd how young
Bier Long cut Alb out with Sallyl"
mop said the Old Settler, chuckling. "He
cut Abner out, hays He's got the blood,
'Bijer hasl he had ancsters, he did l
were the same way wen / were young
| Alluz cuttin' somebody out Bully fer
bier! W'en's him m Sally gointer hitch?
I'll bate th't with his blood m his ANCESTORS
tina hain't nobody kin cut him out,
b'gosht'lmighty"
''Wuu. the day hain't sot wen him m
Sally's gointer step off" replied the Squire.
so " hain't herd how Bier cut Abner
out, m sot him m little Betty Robbins
| together, hayP
"No!" exclaimed the Old Settler. ''The
young rascall Blood'll tell. Squire. But
watts he dom over to Welcome Holler7 He
were born n riz clean up on the head waters
| O. Rouzer's Run, m never knovd he'd ben
away fun thar. How'd it all come around.
anyhow
'W'y, he kim down couple O. mont's ago
to be the new clerk in the tan'ry store at
the Holler." said the Squire, "'n' the very
fust day he were thar he begun to asst how
the prospects was fer bar m cattymounts
|
dissyp'inted to Farm th't tie prospects was
| torable sca'ce.
Z" If tha's one thing t l hev hankerin'
fer more'n another he said, its bar m
| cattymount.'
blood, Squire, blood" exclaimed the
! Old Settler, tapping himself on the chest
J "Bijer's pap m me was cousinslm
| And so the Squire went on to tell how the
| lusty young chaps of Welcome Hollow had
| got to sitting with open mouths listening to
| young Bier Long tell of his exploits with
| bear and catamounts, end the Hollow boys
were some among bear and catamounts
themselves. But they had never dared to
play with them as Bier Long had, and in
| less than two weeks Bier had become the
hero of the Hollow. The boys all took
back seat for him. and young Abner Gallup
hadn't bad word to say when Sally Sloper
| gave him the mitten for the rip-roaring
bear-clutching Bier Long, but meekly
went to sparkling her cousin. little Betty
| Robbins
| Old Settler "Sally couldn't help herself,
b'goshl Gals likes pluck'n' ginger in a
fellow. Member how they usety hanker
after me wen mem you was gallivantin'
young bloods ourselfs, Squirrel"
The Squire didn't say yes nor no, but
went on with his story.
"Biier didn't grumDle bout nuthin' but
X. II
couldn' git time to go out'n' scour the woods
fer bar or two. WY, durn itp he says,
| 'I'n forget how TO rassel 'emr he says, m
| some time or other yearlin' cub IL tackle
me fore l know it N down meP he says"
The Old Settler laughed heartily over this
quaint conceit of his impatient young kins-
man, and exclaimed:
"He's good un, 'Bijer Isl He's one O. the
OF stock!"
"Wull," continued the Squire, '"bout
three weeks or month ago the young chaps
! o. Welcome Holler got up straw ride from
the Holler to Geider's Corners, m the first
one to git an invite were 'Bijer Long, m O.
course Sally Sloper were his comply.
"'Ef we'd ha' had night cut n fitted
purpose fer the straw ride says Abner
Gullup, tellin' bout it, 'it couldn't ha' ben
better'n it were,' he says. wy he says,
the moon were bigger'n a tub m brlghter'n
| a milk pan with the sun shinin' agin it. Tha
were jist enough frost in the air. says
Abner, SOS " had to hug yer gal or she'd
get huffy, m | kid see Bier Long huggin'
O. Sallie Sloper zac'ly the way usety, jist
ez plain ez day, N s'pose he kid see me
saueezin' O. Betty Robbins similar. If he
| didn't says Abner, he must ha' had his
eyes shet, fer that's jist wat l were doin'
Off"
"Gosht'lmighty Squirrel" exclaimed the
| Old Settler. Don't that take me back ner
|
gallivanter in the Sugar Swamp deestric'!
SO Bier were huggin' O. Sally, were he?
That boys ANCESTORS 'diknow him the minute
they clapped their ewes on himm
Now m then Bier d tell how they had
to alluz be ON the lookout for bar wen
they went straw-ridiu' up whar he kim
FUN" the Squire went on. Char bein' SO
powerful thick m sassy, m how the boys d
hef to git outen the sled ev'ry whipstitch
m hev a little set-to with some contrary
OF bruin ez were bound 10 hev a quarl
bout right o. way.
"'I've buckled inter more'n one ugly oil
bar of night says 'Bijer. wy says
he, If we go sleddin' up our way IN don't
git stopped by a bar we don't think the trip
pans out fust-class,' says he 1T kind O
gives spice to the picnic be says. to hef to
chuck bar or two inter the ditch. l only
wisht we KID run agin some OF sockdollager
tonight he says. I'D show ye some funr
"At that the gals all screamed, m little
Betty Robbins she says:
"'You jist git out, 'Bijer Long! Bar
huggin' hain't the kind we dote on; is it,
Sallyp says she.
"'Not by a jug fullr says Sally, creepin'
closeter agin 'Biger's chist.o
The Old Settler heaved a deep sigh, and
whacking his cane on the floor, exclaimed:
ESQUIRE, I'd give nineteen dollars if