The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-03-11

Yo's changed TO- de wuss right
sma't."
There Is no telling into what chan
mel the conversation might have
drifted had not some OF tho watchers
| just then come out Of the cabin and
interrupted them.
dem fall pippins' mighty fine jest
now" remarked job. "I'll go down
! to do orchard an bring yo's up some
TO nibble at" and catching up large
willow basket, he walked away
toward an orchard OF apple and peach
trees that stood some little distance
from the cabin.
Job acts right to homo hyer TT
Brer Sarcoxie's." whispered Sis
ter Johnsing to Sister jackson, as
they watched Job disappear down the
path.
"He's er grit han TO sumo 'thori-
| ty," returned Sister jackson. .Reck-
on he's got his eye sot on Venus now.
Dey done say dat Brer Sarcoxie lef'
dis place to her, cause she am his
best belobbed niece"
"Yes, OATS err fac'."
"It's err plumb wondeh," remarked
one Of the other watchers from the
! doorway, ''dat Job kin be injuced to
leave the cabin erlone at dis hour OBJ
de night. Why, Job Robinson am
one OBJ de bigges' scared-ob-a-ghost
yo's eber seed. Cats! He'd shore
run like or plumb whitehead Of he'd
see suffin cuious an white ookin'
down dar."
Eyes, an it'd be jes' like de pa'son
to be prowlin' roun' in de sperit
down dar in his orchard cause,
he was allus right sma't posed to
folks mel1in' demselves too free wild
his fruit widout akin leaf" put in
Sister Johnsing.
"Dat he was" agreed Brer Isaac
Waxhide. "It'd sarve Job right,
'cept some OBJ dem pippins would eat
plumb fine, ef he done 'counteh de
pa'sen's ha'nt down dar."
"Why didn't he go to he water
melon patch and let dem pippins
erlonep" said Sister Jackson. 'De
pa'son lobed to treat his frien's to
watermelons, an don't reckon his
haht would pose our tekin' er few
jes' to keep up our sperits on dis sol
emn 'casion,"
Br'er Waxhide conceded freely
with Sister Jackson's views, and the
upshot of the matter was that the
sorrowing brother, followed by the
sympathetic sisters, Jackson and
Johnsing, set off forthwith in the di-
rection of the deceased divine's |
watermelon patch.
The dialogue touching Job Robin
sons superstitious proclivities gave |
Venus Sarcoxie an idea. She arose
her on their way to the melon patch
and entered the cabin.
She was opposed to Jobs taking
so much authority, without consult
ing her or her mother, who was inside
the cabin; then, she was not ready to |
forgive him for having married an
other, hard as she had suffered by |
that union, and she resolved upon q
plan, which, if speedily carried out,
she hoped and believed might drive
him away.
Snatching a sheet off the bed, she
crept out of back kitchen window,
and cautiously picked her way
through burdock thicket toward the
orchard.
A rude rail fence around the orch
ard made an Enclosure for the hogs.
Job had just cleared the fence and
was rapidly filling the basket which
he had brought, with apples, when,
happening to glance over his shout
der, he saw an awful looking object |
that made his knees quake and his |
blood turn cold.
Elevated on the big rail fence, only |
few yards away, was figure in |
white flowing robes, waving its arms
slowly, as il seeking to drive away |
the apple culprit.
Job was satisfied it could be no |
creature OF this earth; in fact there |
was but one thought in his distorted |
imagination, that was that it must be |
his Uncle Exodus Sarcoxie's spook.
One thrilling moment Job Robin
son gazed, as II transfxed, at the
frightful object, then, basket and
fruit alike forgotten, he started away
across the orchard, as fast as his
shaking limbs would carry him.
CHANGING back he saw with fresh
horror that the awful apparition had
descended from the fence and was
disposed to pursue him.
On and on he ran, stumbling over
the gnarled roots Of the trees, until
he reached the other side of the in
closure. He attempted to vault the
fence, buthis muscles were too fright
weakened to carry him over, 30 he
started away in another direction.
He could hear distinctly the terri
BILE object in white tearing along
after hia. but he dared not so much
as glance back, lest it blast him with
its uncanny breath.
Suddenly he ran headlong against