Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1893-05-11

SO | pin de letter good an strong inside
de hat. Den tie chunk stone fas' under
de bottom Oh de hat for ballas' and two
sticks dry wood to de rim fer floats.
fastens desc wifi strips off'n my shirt, an
when all is ready l draps it otf'n de
shelf inter de watah. 1t Ian right side
up, an wen | see it dart away say,
80 Lord, make dat de Ineans!"
De launchin OBJ de hat induce me to
considah how l may git watah eff de
boys don't come. l kin make a little
plunger bucket outer de skin Oh de leg OLD
de baby bar; den outer my shirt an strips
OBJ all my clothes ] kin make line
dat'll reach de watah. | mus eat too.
Soon de meat oh de little bar gwine ter
be gone. Well dar am lots Oh trout III
de canyon. kin make fshhook outer
my gallus buckles, an den wifi Il fine line
on de end oh de bucket rope kin begin
de fishin.
Mex considah dat while got some
meat fer bait | mus catch mo meat. |
gotter ketch sum of dem boot owls. ]
mus stir my stumps if I'm gwine ter live
half way comfable up dar on de shelf.
DE bats come bout de cabbern cherry
ebening-l kin knock sum of dem down.
Oar amt no great mount oh eatin bout
or bat, but reckoned dey might do fer
fish BATE when | gifts a-gwiue," seq |,
I'm be iis' like Mistah Robert Crusoe
on de island
Right away gifts ont my knife an be-
gins ter make tigger four traps fer dc
hoot owls. | makes two oh dem-w'at
we calls deadfuIls. kalkerlated dat eff
| kin ketch Two Oh dem owl ebbery night
! amt gwine ter starb. AS am maxim
de traps scttin out dar on de shelf, |
keeps an ear cooked and an eye peeled
quick dey may git de letter. While
hopin fer de best am gittin ready for
de wust. Little Napoleon he is out
on de shelf longsde me a-playin wifi de
trap sucks an a-jumpin to ketch de
shabins wat whites. | calls him Ma
poleon kaise de moas' he gifts ter eat am
de bony part ob his baby sister.
All day | am on de shelf. No sign of
de boys Dey hain't got de letter.
Wat" seq |, wat eff it go to de de'd
letter orfus long wifi de ole b'ar?' Dat
worry me some. but as it is comm dark
sets bote de hOot owl traps, an den me
an Napoleon goes ter bed. ties one oh
de fore legs oh Napoleon to my wris',
kai7e don't want him to slip out an git
hurt in one Oh de owl traps. De time
may como wen gotter do wifi him like
| do wifi his sister
Mex moriin am up wifi de lark-an
bout as high. Ii is Friday--de onlucky
day-de day oh ropes an hangin.
"Well," SCI /, don't you git down
hearted, Mistah Hawk-a rope is de on'y
savation fer you sab" talks dis away
Wen Ize in my room maxim Oh my t'ilet.
| den goes out on de shelf, an, by de
hockey. dar am two boot owl in dem
traps.
Napoleon hab come out wifi me, an
he am jis' ally sprized and delighted
wifi de sight oh de game. He growl al
put ON all kin of full grown airs. One
obde owl ann dead. He reach in VIII his
bill to git de bait an lie git his head
smash. De oder he reach fer de bait
wifi his foot an he get cotched by de leg.
Napoleon he box CT while wifi de dead
owl; den he comes to have some fun wifi
de live one. Bout half mint he fin out
de diff runce. lie am de moas 'stonish
little bar | ebber see. take de owl out
live. He is ii mons'us great Teller an
his leg amt broke. ties him up by one
leg to keep him fer decoy. He will fetch
me plenty hOot owl meat.
Napoleon-who hab retire to de cab
Vern Wen de ole hooter let 90 OBJ him
-puoty soon comes pe'kin out. He sees
dc big hoot owl is ready fer him, so he
lick him chops II bit; den he mosey back
inter- de CabBern. So dat mint | gives
Le biz owl dc name Of Moscow. |
skins de dead owl mighty keerful, kaise
Wen | tears up all my clothes TO make
de watah rope lze gwine for ter need all
de owlskins | kin git to make ne
sorter shirt er trock. Wen de owl is
skinned | make ID big smoke, hopin de
boys may come. | bin now four DAYS
an IA half and fOur night, in de bar
cabbern-l am Startin i'll on de fit day.
| am gittiu RAIDER Uneasy bout de boys
SO dis mOrnn ! am hu!lerin heap oil
an on.
Bout noon-glory lie to God--I hears
l
each OBJ de shots DE signal fer de
rost" cries |. Den shout, Praise de
Lord and Dress de Lord, de boys hab got
de letter.
haint no gun ner pistol to answer de
signals. wish dat de good Lord would
give me cannon up dar on de shelf !
hOilers loud AS ! kin yell den | t'ink OBJ
way to shout by steam. | splits on de
rock, lay on de spot IA live coal, den
strikes it wifi de back Oh he Ratchet, an it
crack loud as any musket. | shoot dis
AWAY AS fas' as | kin sebberal times
Boom. it roar an rattle up an down de
canyon.
Soon | sees Two Oh de boys, but dey
are on de oppersit side dc canyon. Not
habbin "A hat to wave, | picks up ole
Moscow an waves him. De boys spots
me dat mint. Dey halts an waves
dar hats. For de roar oh de canyon we
KANT talk much, but | see de boys
a-makin signals to somebody on my side