The morning call., 1892-04-02

ter to try to catch hold OF his ears, and the
fahn he KEEP q dodginG his head away, and
there he stood in front of the little beast
with that big cleaver in his hands llil
couldn't help laughing. And when he'd
got hold Of his ears and was just histen up
the battle-ax, the little critter opened his
mouth and baad right out at him.
'Oh. Mr.. Smith! Did you ever hear
such a piteous soundp i can't do it, Mr..
Smith
WAL says l. Mr.. Silyways you ADD
med better go home; your feelin's is too
tender to go huntin'.'
HE was the moderatest softest-spoken
man ever you encountered. Mild as May
mornin'. But be was the master sot eritter
that ever L took a-huntin'. Things had TO
be jest so or he couldn't go nowheres nor DO
nothin' At last 1t got 10 be MP ana tuck
between ne and that there trunk. Ii was
life or death. The fust crisis come when
we tried to run the rapids of the RaQuette.
The canoe got away from us-wall, some
how-and the last we see of ii that ere can
yas-ro0fed trunk was a-rushing down among
the rocks and whirlin' round and round in
the eddes like caravan of raging tigers.
Bimeby we passed 1t stranded on a rock
right in the middle Of the stream. WAL, we
had TO hev reg lar Boston town meetin'
about it. | argueyed that il warn't no use
tryin' to save it, But he took on so about
it that next day waded out and brought the
cargo ashore. We discussed the question
pretty well that time, but there was d.
vision Of the house, and the ayes had it.
AFTER that Mr.. Sulloways and me was
done. / was the sckest OF him | ever was
of any man | ever took into the woods.
One day / see my chance. l showed him
deer standin' in a medder. HI was dressed
out, MI. Sideways was, in full tog that
mOrnin'. He had his sword on and the
telescope on his side, and fresh billed
shirt and diamond studs and the umbrella
and everything. There was place where
the water was all covered over with this
floating morss and grass and stun and
looked just like land, so l rowed right up
TO it.
chance. You can't hit nothin' from this
shaky boat. I'll put We on terry firmly
He had his eyes on the deer, and as
soon as we touched the bog be stepped
right out.
goin' To? sung cut.
a. But it warn't no use, and down he went.
There was a mountainous splash and
scream MOre'n four acres of the stuff
shook and swashed around, and the black
mud dubbed up out of the hole just like
ink The deer, he bowed his whistle
and h'isted his flag ard departed.
For as much as a minute there was an
awful silence, ana Thought the millennium
had come; and then | see his head all trail
ing with slush a-comln' up. L caught holt
onto him by the collar and hauled him into
the boat. He was the Understanding cuss
that ever you p'inted at.
"'Ohi OH Mr.. Smith, says he, as soon
as he could catch his breath. this is ire
mendOse-this is perfectly awful. ! beg you
TO take me home at once
WALL boys. that was the last of Mr.. Sui
loways' huniin'."
Poll knocked the ashes out of his pipe,
pressed 1t down with his finger and pulled
at il till it smoked.
Some nice men has been up here sence.
that he knOwed and recommended, and |
hear that he always gives me a first-class
certificate of character; so its all right
do yOu suppose he'll ever come up
here again?" inquired the Harvard stude nj,
Wall, 10, boys; guess Mr.. sideways
had about all he could endewer." T. 5.