Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1892-04-15

''Bress de Lawd! I mus stop dat
calf or he'll run hissef ter def" she
CALCULATED as she fell in behind the
rather rapid procession.
Ahead of everything went the calf
by this time terrified almost out OF his
sensea next came the cow bound to
60 wherever her offspring went or die
in the effort then old Towser some
times one end up but oftener the
other, the dirt flying in every direc-
ton as he dug his toenails into the
turf in the vain effort to put down
brakes and lastly old Nanny. puff
ing along. milkpail in hand. as fast as
her fat limbs would carry her. and
gasping 80 dar" as often as she could
manage to make her mouth go off.
But the cow didn't so worth cent
At this juncture Daddy Mulligrub
turned up on the scene of action. and
being little short sighted he could
not see why Towser was allowed to
run after the COWS.
Call of dat dog Nanny" he
shrieked; but NANNY only pegged
away harder than ever and all the
sound she uttered was the hoarse and
husky wall Of 80" ~
why de debble don't We call of
dat dawg" he cried again IN rage
but still there was no reply. Instead
the legs. tails and petticoats flew
faster than ever. if possible.
just then the line of battle wheeled
sharply around. and by making ter.
rife burst OF speed across the corner
nanny succeeded in catching Towsei
by his hinder continuation just as hei
husband fell into line behind her. and
she hung to it till it threatened to come
unjointed every instant.
Let go dat dawg's handle" bel
lowed daddy. ''Ye'll done pull it oul
by the rutes of We hain't keerful, 1" but
mammy's hold never relaxed.
The dogs feet cleared the ground o
yard as the COW and nanny tugged
on him in opposite directions and
Towser must have thought that he
would be twins every minute. But p
crisis was at hand.
Spying a small opening in q thorny
hedge, the calf darted through it with
a blare of terror. After him rushed
his mother enlarging the hole some
what but streaking her sleek sides
with numerous long and bloody
scratches. Next the unfortunate
Towser was hauled through the under
brush, and then
Well, the caravan was under such
Roadway that Nanny could not have
let go of the dogs little end even l..
she had wished. Through the hedge
she also went speedily coming out
again on the other side with a little O
her wearing apparel still on in spite
of the atfectionate clinging of the
thorns and briers. And still the race
continued.
Dandy had crawled through the
hedge also. and now he tried his best
to head off the strange tandem. bawl
ing away all the time in terrific
bass voice, 'co' boss,' git out Tow
ser" and stop yer brack ole fool
Niger, " in about equal proportions
But they would not seem to Co, ="
'git out" or stop"
Suddenly and unexpectedly the
whole procession swerved toward the
almost exhausted Daddy. He tried
his best to got out of its line of march.
but his rheumaticky old legs were not
spry enough. He succeeded in dodg-
ing the COW, but the clothes line took
him across the shins with a violence
that shifted ends of him in an instant
He was hurled more than ten feet and
came down on his head in duck
pond, above which two monstrous
brogans noated for an instant like
twin thunder clouds above mountain
gorge; then he went under and shu,
the door.
'Ow! owl owl" he roared the very
instant his head appeared above the
surface again, de debble's done got
me fur shuah. o Lawd. hab massy
on dis po' ole good fur-nuffin brack
niggers soul"
The old man scrambled and floun-
dered ashore in a paroxysm of terror
dragging out the supposed devil who
was still clinging to one of his legs;
and worse looking devil prob
ably never was seen : but 1t was
was only what was left of old Nanny.
She had been snapped Off the tail end
of the line when it colllded with Dad
dy's legs and she also had found an
unsavory baptism in the foul and
muddy depths of the duck pond.
Slowly and mournfully The democrat
lied old darby limped off homeward.
and for more than a week it was all
that Nanny could do to crawl about
the house. The COW. accompanied by
her calf. was found the next day in an
adjoining township. a small chunk OF
gritty sausage meat still trailing from
her neck at the end of fuzzy looking
clothes line. 1t was all there was left
of poor old Towser.
'.De idee OBJ hitchin' a kyow ter a
dawg's neck ter milk her!" snorted
old Daddy when he heard the facts in
the case. ANY ole fool niger mout
"a known better'n dat. But dar'
some won't larn muffin chen II dey does
lib with projidy oh wisdom all dere
nat'ral life. Chicago Sun.
Natural DISGUST.