The Forrest City times., 1893-06-02
THE OLD SETTLER.
His Story of the Vengeful Boar and
 Unfortunate PuterbOw.

lt takes booty durn cute Teller to do wat Joe Ball done t'other day, over back O Pison Brook Holler," said the Squire.
 An w'at's Joe been a-doin' of that's so orful cute?" asked the Old Settler.
 "Ketched a yearlin' bar asleep, an got a rope around it's gullet fore the bar could wake up an clutch him. re- piled the Squire
 Joe done that?" the Old Settler queried. 1
 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 a postys safe an sound. so they tell me.r
 "Wull, all got to say, then. is, that Joe Ball better keep his eye peeled." exclaimed the Old Settler, with an omin- ous shake of his head. If tha's anything that bars won't never forgit nor for give it's bein' ketched an done fer vile thcy'm asleep. If they'm took in arter squar' stan'-up-an' -talse-dry- knocks rumpus an rassel, they'm will- in to go along an say no more about it. cause they've had fair chance an it were their own fault if they w Int up to the mark. But if ye sneak on 'em an git the best on em, wen they'm asleep, look out, b'gosh. Then they've got it in fer ye, an they'll git even, an make it a sorry day fer ye wen ye took i'm in that way! Joe Ball wants to keep his eye peeled, Squir e!''
 "Poof" calculated the Squire, scorn- fully.
 it may be poof, an it may be puff, an it may be piffr' the Old Settler ex- claimed, but l know wat I know, b'gosh! Poof. That's wat Simeon Puterbow said to an anclster O mine wunst. an mebbe he didn't live to con had snuck up on sleepin' yearlin' bar list the same ez this here Joe Balls ben an did, an he got rope on it an drew it into his clearin' an tied it to pole.
 " simeon says my ancister, 'yuv run head fust in the natur' O bars by dom O this here, says he, an if ye don't put ball inter that bar an end its future right here. says he, 'tha's  stack O bog hay says he.
 An Simeon turned mp his nose an says:
 "'Poof.' says he.
 An my ancister shook his head and went away, sorrerin', az well he mowt, fer he know'd bars from A to izzard, an he know'd tha were day O reck- lonin' comin' fer Simeon if he didn't kill that bar he had snucli up an ketched vile 1t were sleepin'. An bars II be bars to-day jist the same ez they was then. feel sorry fer Joe Ball, b'gosh | do.'
 Well, major" said the squire. ag- gravatingly, "P'ison Brook Holler an Sugar Swamp is differ mt"
 .'Differn't l should say SO" exclaimed the old Settler An that's w'atll make it all the wuss fer Joe Ball. That bar is feelin' ugly enough. jist cause he got ketehed asleep; but gettin' lketched asleep in Seteh a deestric' az P'ison Brook IIoller. Jee-whizz. Thatll make him so 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. If he'd a give it out that he ketched the bar in Sugar Swamp, the bar mowt a felt grateful to him, an mebbe let up on him leetle, but to be lxetched asleep an then to hey folks know that he were ketehed in the P'ison Brook deestric; no bar that thinks any thing of hisself could get over that with out makin' things hum to git even. But mebbe the bar don't know that you come from P'ison Brook Holler, Squire. If he know'd that mebbe ne wouldn't feel so ugly. an wouldn't hey it in so bad fer Joe Ball. Ez it is. though, know jist how that bar feels. Joe orter know'd enough, bgosh, to give it ont that he ketched the bar in Sugar Swamp"