The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1892-01-28

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spellin' m writin', n fggerin', m Jog.
gerfy, m so on n SO forth, ct cettery.
But wen it comes to glvin' the young
idee p'ints th't makes It's poor or gran.
'paps out to be p'waricators o. the truth
m shyers outen the way o. facts n
figgers in nat'ral hist'ry, then it strikes
me pooty hard th't eddioation is bitin'
of more'n it kin chaw, m it'll hear
from me, b'gosh, at the mex town
meetin'r'
The Old Settler breathed hard fo1
awhile, and Peleg remained silent,
busying himself meanwhile in ally Of
fort to inveigle the cat into one Of his
grandfather's boots, which lay near
the hearth. He might have succeeded,
but the Old Settler drew Peleg's atten-
tion away by resuming the converse
tion.
$50 this hero william Tell were q
two. 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 hand on his knee and exclaimed:
"Bully boy, Williaml what q chap
he'd a been ut some O. them OIL Sugar
Swamp shootin' matchesl 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 a tyrant my
teacher says"
"Wull. dino, Peleg, said the Old Set
tier. That's powerful good shootin,'
that's SO. m mebbe it's stretched q little,
but it don't seem to me th't any body
could go m make up setch q yarn ez
that outen the hull cloth. don't see
how they ND hev the face to do It II
yer teacher says th't ther hain't NO
truth in this hero story bout William
Tell it'd be jis' like her, bgosh, to say
that Potiphar Jump, m Patty Beeler,
m Patty's pap. m the five dollar gold
piece, hain't sol "Twouldn't s'prise me
biti'
"Who was they. gran'pop9'' asked
Peleg.
"Wull. sonny. OIL Ben Beeler KEEP
store wunst at Sugar Swamp" replied
the Old Settler. "Patty were his dar-
ter, n nice gal she werel Nobody
never lid git it through 'em how she
KID be OIL Ben's darter, fer he were
sourer thin the inside Of lemon m
crosser thin sick bar. Potiphar
Jump were lik ely young chap ez
didn't hev many 'arthly belongin's,
but wat he did hev were O. the best.
Tha want o better rifle in the hull,
deestric' thin his'n, N all other bar
dogs want much better'n coon dogs.
wen his OIL dog Belcher were around. {
Ez fer handlin' that rifle O. his'n-wull, =
wat he p'inted 1t at had to come down.;
wuther it were settin', fyin' or gallop.,
In.
"Potiphar thort heap o that rife
n that dog O. his'n, but they had to
take back seat wen It kim to Patty
Beeler. He had great big heart I.
Potiphardid but it were oil Patty'a,
n Patty, had traded her heart fer. ,itr
But Oh Ben Beeler had his eye on
somebody else th't he wanted Patty TO
hitch to, m he snapped n growled m.
turned ev'rything into vinegar ey'ry
time Potiphar kim round One day,
arter Potiphar had asst OIL Ben fer
about the hunderdth time to let him :
hev Patty, the OIL man snapped:
See here, consarn y'r he says, .'I'll;,
tell y wat I'll do. Now they tell me
y kin cut things pooty close with that
rifle O. your'n, he says. 'An right he
says IT you'll hit five-dollar gold,
piece with yer rifle at hunderd yard
he says, the gals your'n.'.
"OP Ben had q funny grin on his
sour face ez he said that to Potiphar,
but Potiphar didn't mind it, fer hes
know'd it d be ez easy fer him to-
pink fve-dollar gold piece at a hun
derd yard ez it d be fer him to hit a
bar. So he took Of Ben up right on
the spot, n they sot day fer the
shootin'. The day kim around, n
everybody from the hull s'roundin' ken
try were thar to see Potiphar shoot fer
Patty. or Ben took out his five.dollar
gold piece n walked to the post whar
It were to be put, n then wat do y
think he done? He sot the fve-dollar
gold piece with its edge tords Poti-
phar!
ben KUN back 'mongst the crowd a
yrfnnin' uglier than anybody had ever
seen him grin afore, n everyone said |
t were all up with Patty m Potiphar.
Patty were thar, m she jist wilted
light down wen she see wat her pap
1ad done, fer how KID she s'pose th't
Potiphar KID shoot hundred yard m
nit the thin edge of five-dollar gold
piece th't he KID hardly see if it were
,urned full face lords him. But Poti-
ohar were ez cool ez cowcumbe-. If
ned been gointer shoot at the side of
oarn fer dollar shot he couldn't "a
pen no cooler. He hauled up to draw
bead on the mark, wen an idee hit him
n he let his gun drop. He draw'd the
Dad outen his rife. Then he took out
lis knife m broke half of it's blade off.
lie rammed that down on his powder.
"Jeewhizz" said everybody. or
Ben has druv Potiphar crazy!'
But Potiphar hauled up m whanped