The Bossier banner., 1892-03-31

then that bar were myth, n e durn
good spee' ment O. one at thatr'
well, l asked the teacher what a
myth was, gran'pop," said Peleg. s'and
she said it was something that wasn't
so.'
The Old Settler sat gazing over his
spectacles at Peleg for some time with
out word. Peleg became uneasy, and at
last started in to lead the conversation
back to the original subject
The way l always heard it." he said
'William Tell lived in Switzerland,
and"
"Eddication is a good thing" re-
marked the Old Settler, quietly, shuts
ting Peleg off, 'lt's good thing, an
we pay considerable taxes hiFin' school,
marms to give the young idee p'ints in
spel)in' n writin', n fggerin', n Jog
gerry, N SO ON N SO forth, ct cettery.
But Wen it comes to glvin' the Young
idee p'ints th't makes its poor OF gran
'paps out to be 'waricators O. the truth
n shyers outen the way o facts m
figgers in nat'ral hist'ry, then it strikes
me pooty hard th't eddication is bitin'
off more'n it kin chaw, n it'll hear
from me, b'gosh, at the mex town
mectin'r'
The Old Settler breathed hard for
awhile, and Peleg remained silent,
busying himself meanwhile in sly eff
fort to inveigle the cat into one of his
grandfathers boots, which lay near
| the hearth. He might have succeeded,
but the Old Settler drew Peleg's atten-
tion away by resuming the conversa-
ton.
$50 this here William Tell were a
two-headed bar with only one eye too,
were hep" said he.
Peleg would have liked to laugh, but
the Old Settler looked so ominously
serious that his grandson restrained his
mirth, and related to his grandfather
the story of William Tell When Peleg
told how Tell shot the apple from his
boys head the Old Settler was worked
up TO the highest pitch, and he slapped
his band on his knee and exclaimed:
Bully boy, William! what a chap
he'd "a been at some O. them Oh Sugar
Swamp shootin' matches! He'd "a won
ev'ry durn turkey!''
"Yes, gran'pop" said Peleg, but
William Tell amt so! There never
was such man, nor such tyrant, my
teacher says"
"Wull, I dino, Peleg," said the Old Set
tier That's powerful good shootin,
that's so. n mebbe it's stretched a little.
but it don't seem to me th't nybody
could GO n make up setch yarn ez
that outen the hull cloth. l don't see
how they KID hev the face to do it. If
yer teacher says th't ther hain't nc
truth in this here story bout William
Tell, it'd be jis' like her, b'gosh, to say
that Potiphar Jump, N Patty Beeler,
m Patty's pap, N the five dollar gold
piece, hain't so! 'Twouldn't s'prise me
, bitr
"Who was they, gran'pop?" asked
Peleg.
"Wull, sonny, oil Ben Beeler KEEP
store wunst at Sugar Sw amp" replied
: the Old Settler. Patty were his dar
, ter, n nice gal she were! Nobody
never KID git it through 'em how sh'
r KID be OF Ben's darter, fer he were
sourer thin the inside of a lemon n
crosser thin a sick bar. Potipha
E Jump were lik ely young chap e
S didn't hev many 'arthly BELONGING IS
y but wat he did hev were q the best
? Tha want better rife in the hui
: deestric' thin his'n, m all other ba
dogs want much better'n coon dog
/: wen his OF dog Belcher were around
t Ez fer handlin' that rifle o his'n-wull
e wat he p'inted it at had to come down
wuther it were settin', fyin' or gallop
/ in.
f "Potiphar thort a heap O that rid
p N that dog O. his'n, but they had t
!, take a back seat wen it kim to Patt
Beeler. He had a great big heart
Potiphar did, but it were all Patty's
: N Patty had traded her heart fer il
:, But oil Ben Beeler had his eye o
som body else th't he wanted Patty t
hitch to- N he snapped n growled 4
turned ev'rything into vinegar ev'r
time Potiphar kim round. One day
:. ;. arter Potiphar had asst oil Ben fe
~ about the hunderdth time to let hiI
hev Patty, the oil man snapped:
"'See here, consarn v! he says. II
tell v wat I'll do. Now they tell m
d v kin cut things pooty close with tha
$ rifle o. your'n, he says. All right, h
says. If you'll hit five-dollar gol
e piece with yer rife at a hunderd yard
e he says, the gals your'n.
L. 'Ol' Ben had funny grin on h
D sour face ez he said that to Potlphal
E. but Pouiphar didn't mind it, fer h
It know'd it d be ez easy fer him
a pink five-dollar gold piece at a hui
n derd yard ez it d be fer him to hit
bar. So he took oil Ben up right
p the spot, m they. sot a day fer II
le shootin'. The day kim around, :
IS ev'ry body from the hull s'roundin' kel
e try were thar to see Potiphar shoot II
Patty. OF Ben took out mis- five-dollf
a gold piece n walked to the post VIII;
it were to be put, n then wat do
he think he done? He sot the five-dolls
h gold piece with its edge to'rds Pot
lg phar!
I'd ben lxum back 'mongst the crowd
grinnin' uglier than any ybody had ev
)" seen him grin afore. n everyone sa
st it were all up with Patty N Potipha
n | pot4y xuara thar m she list wilt