The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1891-04-02

goin' on, then closed 'em n winched n
shivercd little. then gave an
all-pcryadin' sigh, n his compan-
ion ON t'other side were a Wild
der n didn't know it. Slicin'a chico
cut from the dead bar, took it out in
front o the ledge, built fire. cooked
the bar meat. n soon put natnr in a
good humor wunst moe.
Coin back inter the hole ] noticed
th't fer the fust time t'other bar seemed
to be gcttin' Uneasy. She kinder moved
about m grunted, n seemed disturbed
in her dreams.
So 'Smelt her OF man a cookin,'
mcbbe.' says /, turnin' over n going to
sleep.
I'D know how long / were asleep,
hut ! were woke up kinder student
like, n openin' my eyes / see tothcr
bar standin' over me. her eyes a-glarin'
n the giner'l expression O. her count
nance givin' me the idee th't she were con-
sid'able het up Fun wat could gather
fun the looks o. things | sh'd think
tht the old lady had been takin' in the
hull sitiwation, 'n'th't she he'd con-
SIutiS" hol w "dit I'LL lIS SpIIIiE tlHlC
kim fore she chawed my bones. be-
gun to reach fer my knife, wen heard
the howl o VOLTS on the outside. The
bar hcerd it, too, n jumped fer the
openin'. Setch a yoopin' n yellin' n
gnashin' n a smashin'. n a munchin'
n a crunchin' ez follered never heerd
afore or sence. ! crep' to the openin'
n peeked out. The oil bar stood with
her back agin the ledge, vile pack o.
CANT n hungry VOLTS was pitchin'
inter her tryin' to gether her in. She
he'd swotted 'em right n left till the
open space were kivered with dead
VOLTS, N still they piled up agin her.
found my gun n took a hand in to
help the bar. 'Twixt ms we soon had
ev'ry one o the pack stretched dead in
front o. the ledge. Then the old bar
'membered her grudge agin me, n
turned to end up the fight by finishin'
me; but put load o. buckshot through
her head, n she tumbled on top O the
VOLTS.
II counted the VOLTS. Tha was twen-
ty-nine of EN-. / figgered it up quick,
n found th't they was worth jist two
hundred and thirty-two dollars, the
bounty on 'em bein' eight dollars a
wolf.
:" That's enoughr hollers, jumpin'
fer joy. It's enough n thirty-two dol
lars over, sides the two bar. hollers,
jumpin' fer more JOY. l hollers, jump
in fer joy as'in. Jis then l heerd
noise ahind me. n lookin' round,
1s,sa% e1,.l -, .rs <ho
hole but two bar cubs, th't l hadn't
see at all! 'Jeewhizz. l hollers, jump
in fer some more joy. ''Sides two
live bar that didn't see. hollers.
No more dumps fer pap" says /.
~ took off my moc'sins n cut 'em up
inter thongs. N Icut my powder horn
straps inter thongs Fer vile me n
the old bar was fightin' the VOLTS had
noticed sumpin'. had noticed th't
that snowbank th't pitched off twixt
me n Sugar swamp was kivered with
thick crust of glarin' ice. | tied the
two dead bars and the twenty-nine
dead VOLTS together by the legs, stiff m
snug. l drug 'em to the edge O the
glarin' n flarin' field o snow. l took
the two bar cubs one under each arm.
Then laid down amongst the bars N
the wolf, n pushed 'em onter the
pitchin' glare o snow. l member tina
was whizz n a WHO'D n skwush.
The mex thing know'd l were settin'
in our kitchen in Sugar swamp. They
had found me in the back yard, mixed
up with the bars N the VOLTS The
house were full o. neighbors, n my
pap, low in the dumps ez he were, were
braggin' on me standin' up N gether-
in in twenty-nine big VOLTS n four
bar, two on 'em alive.
Pap says, 4 never thort nothin'
bout VOLTS or bars says l. 'Wolfs
n bars want nuthin' to me- says.
4 want fightin' VOLTS n bars l says.
i were fightin' your dumps. says i
were fightin' the mortgage I says.
M thar she lays, bgosh!' / says.
she's riz, says, m thirty-two dollars
over. sides the four bar l says, two
on 'em alive.
''Sayin' witch l went out to chop
wood, leavin' pap n mann to rei'ice
cause the mortgage were riZ, n the
dumps was druy outen that corner o
the Sugar swamp deestric'. Ed Mott,
in n. v sun