The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-06-06
THE OLD SETTLER.
His Story Of the Vengefi,l Bear and
Unfortunate Fnterbow.

at takes pooty durn cute teller K
do wat Joe Ball done t'other day, owe
back O. Pison Brook Holler,'' said tn.
Squire.
AN watts Joe been a-doin' of that
so orful cute?" asked the Old Settler.
''Ketched yearlin' bar asleep, an
got a rope around its gullet fore the
bar could-wake up an clutch him." re
piled the Squire.
Joe done that?" the Old Settler
queried.
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, SO they tell me-"
| "Wull, all got to say, then, is, that
Joe Ball better keep his eye peeledr
exclaimed the Old Settler, with an ornin-
/ Gus shake of his head. "Tf tina S anything
that bars won't never forgit nor for
give it's bein' ketched an done fer
vile they'm asleep. If they'm took in
| arter squar' stan-up-an'ta l1e-dry-
knocks rumpus an rassel, they'm will
in to go along an r no more about
it, cause they've ha fair chance an
it were their own if they wa at
up to the mark. But if We sneak on
'em an git the best on 'em, Wen they N
asleep, look out, b'gosh! Then they've
got it in fer We, an they'll git even,
an make it sorry day fer We wen We
took i'm in that way! Joe Ball wants
to keep his eye peeled, Squire
'Poof.'0ejaculated the Squire, scorn-
fully.
1T may be poof, an it may be puff,
an it may be piff.'' the Old Settler ex-
claimed, ''but l know wat / know,
bgosh! Poof! That's Wat Simeon
Puterbow said tooan ancestor O. mine
wunst, an mcbbe he didn't live to
see the day he were sorry fer it! SIM
con had snuck up on a slcepin' yearlin'
bar jist the same ez this here Joe Ball S
ben an did, an he got rope on it an
drew it into his clearin' an tied it to a
pole.
Simeon, says my ancister, 'yuv
run head fust agin the natur' O bars
by dom O this here says he, AN if We
don't put ball inter that bar an end
its future right here says he, 'tha's
danger ahead O. ye, b'gosh, bigger'n a
stack o. bog hayr says he.
AN Simeon. turned up his nose an
says:
POOR says he
AN my ancister shook his head and
went away, sorrerin', az well he mowt,
fer hc"l1now'd bars from A to lizard.
an he know'd tina were day O reck-
onin' comm fer Simeon if he didn't kill
that bar he had snuck up an ketched
vile it were slecpin' An bars II be
bars to-day, jist the same ez they was
then. 1 feel sorry fer Joe Ball, b'gosh
/ do.''
well, major" said the squire, ag-
gravatingly, ''P'ison Brook Holler an
Sugar Swamp is difser'nt."
''Differn't. should say So, exclaimed
the Old Settler AN that's w'at'll
make it all the wuss fer Joe Ball. That
bar is feelin' ugly enough, jist cause
he got ketched asleep; but gettin'
ketched asleep in setch a deestric' az
P'ison Brook Hollcrl Jee-whizz. Thatll
make him so much wuss that tina 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 give it out that
he lletched the bar in Sugar Swamp, the
bar mowt a felt grateful to him, an
mebbe let up on him leetle, but to be
ketched asleep an then to hev folks
l. 4 l,+ j. L. 10 -
Brook deestric; no bar that thinks any,
thing of hisself could get over that with
ont maxim things hum to git even. But
mebbe the bar don't know that YOU
come from P'isop Brook Holler. Squire
If he lSnow'd that, mebbe he wouldn't
feel SO ugly, an wouldn't hev it in so
bad fer Joe Ball. Ez it is, though.
know jist how that bar feels. Joe orter
lnow'd enough, b'gosh, to give it out
that he lhetched the bar in Sugar
swamp"
The Old Settler looked as if he felt
sorry for Joe's shortsightedness in this
serious matter, and we waited for some
expression 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 if
anybody were looain' fer agur an
idjits, he alluz p'inted strai yht for Sugar
Swamp. Tha jist CT much agur there
ez tina ever We're. but tha's one less
idjit. An he hain't dead, nuther"
The Old Settler pondered over this re-
mark of the Squire's for some time. evil
IDENTITY trying to think who it might be
that the Squire had in his mind But
he apparently could not recall him. and
would not humor the Squire by asking
whom he meant, for he dropped the
subject and went back to Simeon Pute--
bow and his bear.
Simeon says my ancister. plug
that bar full o. lead to wunst,' says he,
or tha'll come a time wen youll Sc.
down with sorrer, says he. 'pervidin'
We kin set down at all says he, '.he
chances bein' -ag'in' it, says be. That
bar were ke;ched asleep an it won't
fergit it, says he. It's stuffed fuller o
revenge than a groun' hog is o. clover
saws be. an We want 70 knock that re-
venge ont OF It with dose O. lead
says he.
But Simeon only shifted an saws:
'Poof? an my aacister went off sor-
rerin'.
Simeon Puterbow want p'tic1ar
poplar round the 6eestric', br,t he
hadn't never did nothIn' that want
honest Still. he had ways. an folks
y H. Il 4
the time he lsetched this bar asleep he
were gittin' reaay 10 marry the Wilder
Sluppy. The wi3dcr had. considerable
land. an were a big ketch. an folks
didn't think much Of her choosin' ST.