St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1893-07-29


That was your mother, little son.
-4fs N A. Kidder. IN y. Y. L edgeI.
THE OLD SETTLER.
His Story OF tho vengeful Bear and
Unfortunate Puterbow.
''It takes q pooty durn cute feller to
do wat Joe Ball done t'other day. over
back o. Pison Brook Holler,' said the
Squire.
AN watts Joe been a-doin' Of that's
% orful cute?" asked the Old Settler.
''Ketched . yearlin' bar asleep, an
got q rope around its gullet fore the
bar could wake up an clutch him" " re-
piled the Squire.
'Joe done that" the Old Settler
quericd.
That's wat he done, said the Squire.
"An' more'n that, he drew the critter,
spite of itself, all the way to his clear
In; an he's got it tied to post, safe
an sound 50 they tell me-"
"wull. all got to say. then. Is, that
Joe Ball better keep his eye pccled!"
exclaimed the Old Settler, with an omin-
ous shake of his head. ''Ifthe's anything
that bars won't never forgit nor for
give It's bein' kctched an done fer
vile they'm asleep. II thcy'm took in
artcr . squar' stan'up-an'-take-dry-
knocks rumpus an rasscl, they'm will
In to go along an say no more about
It, cause they've had a fair chance an
Il were their own fault il they wa mt
mp to the mark. But il We sneak on
'em an git the best on 'em. wen they'm
asleep, look ont, b'gosh: Then they've
got it in fer yc, an they'll git even,
anmakc it a sorry day fer yc wen We
took i'm in that way! Joe Ball wants
to keep his eye peeled, Squirc!'
/, "Poof!'' CALCULATED the Squire, scorn-
tally.
1T may be poof. an It may be puff,
an it may be piff." the Old Settler ex-
claimed. ''but I know wat 1 know.
b'gosh! Poof! That's wat Simeon
Puterbow said tooan ancister o mine
wunst, an mebbe he didn't live to
see the day he were sorry fer it! SIM
con had snuck up on a sleepin' yearlin'
bar jist the same ez this here Joe Balls
ben an did, an he got = rope on il an
drew Il into his clearin' an tied 1t to .
pole.
Simeon says my ancister, .yuv
run head fust ag'in the natur' o bars
by dom o. this here says he. an IL yc
don't put a hall inter that bar an end
its future right here says he, 'tha's
danger ahead o yc. b'Rosh, bigger'n .
stack o bog hay! says he.
AN Simeon turned up his nose an
says:
POOR says he.
~'An' my ancister shook his head and
went away. sorrerin', ~ well he mowt,
fer he know'd bars from A to lizard.
an he kuow'd tha were day o. reck-
onin' comm fer Simeon il he didn't kill
that bar he had snuck up an ketched
w'ilc Il were sleepin'. An bars IL be
b'ars to-day. jist the same ez they was
then. feel sorry fer Joe Ball, b'gosh
/ dor
"well, major" said the squire, az
gravstingly, ''P'ison Brook Hollcr an
Sugar Swamp is difter'nt."
''Differn't! should say so. )" exclaimed
Che Old Settler. "An' that's w'at'll
make il al the wuss fer Joe Ball. That
bar Is fcelin' ugly enough, jist cause
he got ketched asleep; but gettin'
ketched asleep In sctch a deestric' NJ
P'iscn Brook Holler. Jcc-whizz! That'll
make him 20 much wuss that tha hain't
no tellin' wat he won't do TO Joe wen
he gifts the chance. There's where Joe
want smart II he'd give il out that
he ketched the bar in Sugar Swamp, the
bar mowt . felt grateful to him, an
mebbc let up on him = lcctlc, but to be
asleep an then to hev folks
know that he were ketched in the P'ison
Brook deestric: no bar that thinks any
thing Of hisself could get over that with
out maxim things hum to git even. But
mebbe the bar don't know that you
come from Pison Brook Holler. Squire.
II he know'd that, mebbe he wouldn't
feel 80 ugly. an wouldn't hev it in so
bad fer Joo BAH. Ex il Is, though,
know jist how that bar feels. Joe orter
lknow'd enough, b'gosh, to give it out
that he ketched the bar in Sugar
swamp"
The Old Settler looked rs IL he felt
porry for Joe's shortsightedness in-this
serious matter. and we waited for some
oppression Of the Squire's opinion on the
subject, but the Squire did not seem in
clined to give any, unless one remark
he made had some bearing upon it
i've alluz heerd, said he. that II
Inybody were lookin' fer egur an
idjits, he allu< p'inted straight for Sugar
swamp. Tha's jist ez much agur there
= thu ever were, but tha's one less
dit An he hain't dead, nuther."
The Old Settler pondered over this re
mark Of the Squire's for some time. evil
lently trying to think who it might Be
hat the Squire had in his mind. But
,e apparently could not recall him, and
vould not humor the Squire by asking
whom he meant, for he dropped the
,ubiect and went back TO Simeon Puter-
,ow and his bear. A
|" Simeon says my ancister, plug
hat bar full o. lead to wunst.' says he,
or tha'ii come . time wen you'll set
Iown with sorrer,' ssys he. 'pervidin'
e kin set down at all,' says he. the
hances bein' ag'in' it. says he. That |
FAR were ketchcd asleep an it won't
crgst it, says be. 'It'sstufsed frller o
evenge than . groun' hog Is o cloves
eys h-. en- ~ want 70 koeek thas ~ !