The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1891-11-22
THE OLD SETTLER.
The UnnsiIire sign Of shorfcske ana GRAVY
and Yeliow-leeeed Chickens.


Want you telln' O. me yiste'd'y. SQUIRE.
th't Dominic Van Slocum had gone to labor fer
n spell 'nongst the strayin' sheep O. Lost Crow
Barren ?" asked the Old Settler OF the Squire
one evening ut tho tavern.
"Sartinly." replied the Squire. brother
Van has gone down thar. m faint anyways
likely th't he'll perside at any O. the meetin's
o. the Soils Ridge Clothers O. tho Naked M
Feeders o. Them th't Hunecrs much afors
mex spring. It's good ways I'm here to Lost
Crow Barren. Major"
That's SO. Squire" said the Old Settler,
"but It seems cz though distance want nuth-
in at all to the spreadin wings O. brotherly
tenderness n tho soarin' pinions O. love fer
good fodder. Dominic Van Slocum mebbo
wun't perside at n meetin' O. the Clothers m
Feeders fore mex spring. but he wunt be At
Lost Grow Barren tmorrer bgosht'imlGhty.S
20. you pshaw. Majorr exclaimed the,
Squire. why wunt he be thara' M
'"Cause he'll be here. b'gosh' replied the
Old Settler"
Go 'wayi Who tot y SOP" M
Nobody didn't tell me so!'
ITS durn funny how y know II, thenrs
"'Taint bit funny. Squirrel"
"Well. II nobody hain't tor y, I don't ses
how y know 1t. Maior!'' NJ
81 know It by IN onfailin' sign. b'goshl
M'riar went out this AFTERNOON n wrung the
necks o. two OF our ch'icest yaller-leg chickens.
m she's Akin fer an uncommon big bakin' q
shortcake! That's the way know itp
Pub. Major! II some folks sh'd hear the
way yer talkin' they'd say 1t were IN onfailin'
sign th't y was goin' crazy!'
"They would. hay Wull. who is these some
folks? Fetch 'em in here! Fetch 'em in n let
'em hear the way I'm talkin'. b'goshl Iwant
folks to hear mel fits ez onfaiin' sign thu
I'm goin' crazy cz It Is tht Dominic Van Slo-
cum Is goin' ter be to our house fer dinner
tmorrcr, then they better be glttin' q strait
JACKET ready fer me. for I'm gointer be the
howlnes n yelpinest m rampagInest loony-
tic. bgosht'lmighty th't ever stood UP m hol-
Tered glory!"
But v know th't all signs fail in time q
drout. Major. m it's been pooty dry round
this deestric' fer more'n coon's age" said
All signs but ,this'ni'' exclaimed the, Old
Settler his warmth increasing: 1T mowt %
through this vale o tears q quicker up N
Sthhis crSmblin a crackiln mundane s spae.
e hs ere ssn eat in
n the sh short eeme up 81 FRESH n
green n, boomn' ez johnny-jqmp;np in an
A MRghs she en eas be s ynsr doF
never no ysierees Chickens i led like lamb to
the slaughter over to our house. n foIlered BY
day, n don't y talk to me bout bein' erazyi
m Sister swalsy. but il them two onceasin.
s sa g. hrans from the bprnin' haint
Feeders n Clothsrs on the onpard'n'ble sin
IN wa r them mt The
n2sts; n keeps the hnnkSrn hid from them
ei perE sr dmer shG Spey Wen hsm
flesh pots Is ynller-leg chicken m shortcake,
with thick gravy kivcrin, EN- like tow-tied
ates s4fF fs better 1sitsf
Bat Brother ,sg Van An sIocam u be thar; Squirrel
In ff Gs p'f hsy s M
fns to ro
Squire. ylI soc mo helpin,' Brother Van to q
s wns n les IDDs eEee the the n nrsast
pint q gravy. m then him a ,askn,, mo il J
%ssss f'S5sG 0s1fH Sc 5"sy RsH
the and tic 81 ehprch
liant Is .skirmishin' around m having hard
s sted rn in fhf SpTssS"rt corner the foot
The Squire seemed hardly satisfied got. and
after thinking over what the Old Settler had
but. say. M"io ; Brother Van only went to
Lost Crow a week ngo. He hnin't acomin' all !
i ess wy b Eask hyre lest Ter to I'LL UP on yalef
haint hs," saia t the t.; Old Settler; with
%Iine spatsSsr . sr4ns !. KiS iosk back o.
pervsrse n stin- nccked ginerations. specially
IN the sugar swamp deest I,e fer better,n
s here Botne Of 1 soua Char
one on EN- but ", at'I travel ton ,miled outen !
BIZ , way to Sit to- PLACE Mlar he know'd he
y at he lungs
ses 1t e red seRHS FaT
Want very high !iyers thar in them days; m
Week sronnI Zen sss9 nS%ss ns@
lad his nncr 0 at unee Srf h hs
bein, q leetie shy o dishin, w, much in the way
no cl,'icer tin ,chicest. The Of Dom nie ris
up m started the perceedin's by fow res
Brethren n sistern' he says; I wante,
irat don
hFs aS s9sr the sd ys 'S
tRe Wiliernsst: n mcbfss, It's locus n Wild /
nSapsy as iSf Oh eaeh is
81 I iaias ~ IS .hs ssu n
earth ag'in yer souls inguged.' he says. .'n'
fiery darts al ein' hurled? lie says. Wat kin II
slnpjacks thrcetm o. day. ncludin' Sundayp
can't do 1t; even on corn-fed pork m slap
lacksth't's light N Inns butter on en- he says,
but wen i comes TO pork fed in the beech. NJ
slapIacks th't wouldn't run, two to the pound. n
like had day. brethren m sistcrn. he says.
IN hef to leave y to the fiery darts no
says. fer they'll 20 through my, armor
as easy. b'gosh. ~ y KID shoot them
slapiacks through q two.inch plank! Brether9
n sistern" he says lettin' his lungs loose m
!ha's ,nnly one thing. N, that's this. Unless
git yaller-leg chickens n shortcake lenstwnys
wunSt n week. he says. 'Icau't smile at Sn-
tan's rage. nor face II frownin' world he says.
n want that Twin fact to sink inter so like
II bars foot In the mud Il,g
An that's the way it's alluz ben with tho III
brethorn. n that's the way 1t alluz will DO
with 'em, Squire" y.
But said tho Squire. still in an argumen- 4
lqtiye mo0d; IVY do they all M want ynlier-les D
chickens? Wy haint black legs. or blue legs, ! 4
or red legs. or white, legs, jist q good 2,
dunno. squire. replied the Old Settler. ii