The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1893-08-23
CHUB.
ARonance Of West Virginia
BY DAVID LOWRY.

bI DA'lD LuWhl.
CHAPTER Iv-Continued.
A hush fell over the crowd.
"Will you jump again, Mr.. Sloan?"
Sloan turned on Bash angrily.
"How high can you jump"
"Standing or running?"
%StanGin'."
For answer Bash put his right hand
up to his chin.
II don't believe it."
sPut q stick up, string, rail-any
thing" said Bash, coolly.
Perkins and Sloan held rail abou,
four feet off the ground.
Bash turned his back to it and jumped
over.it
:, The big man clapped his hands.
They placed the rail as high as hfs
chin.
He stood before it, then suddenly
bounded high in the air over it.
The big man roared with laughter.
~Now, Mr.. Sloan," said Bash, "you
cry it."
Sloan jumped three times, but failed
20 come within three inches OF the height
Bash jumped.
.How high can you kick?" demanded
Sloan.
sAt least seven feet"
Sloan had Perkins hold stick against
. tree just that distance from the ground,
stood under it, sprang up and struck the
stick with his right foot.
Bash had Perkins raise the stick hall
IN inch, rose the same way, and kicked
the stick high in the air.
Sloan tried again, half an inch higher,
then an inch, until he put the stick up
to eight feet six inches.
Then Dan Bash asked the big man to
stand on plow and hold the stick one
foot higher.
Sloan and Perkins laughed.
Bash rose in the air suddenly, spring
ing off his left foot, and his right sent
the stick whirling.
sPut it three inches higher" as the
crowd looked on dumfounded.
What sort of man was this, anyhow?
~No, that'll do," said the jolly giant,
laughing, eve don't want you to kick
the light out Of the moon"
Whereat there was roar OF laughter.
"How do you ras'le?" said 81 Perkins
suddenly.
"Any way-upper or lower holds
eatch-ascstch-can-any way that you
prefer"
Q, II used to ras'le little"
II like it-with any one who under
stands it"
" ~Well, strip then"
"Not II you don't want to tear my
clothes.
They went atit, catch-as-catch-can. In
I've seconds-less :ime-the "boss ras'ler
Of the county" was on the fiat Of his
back.
That made 81 Sloan laugh, while Per-
kns was furious
~Anythin' else you can't do?" asked
the jolly giant, good-humoredly.
a can SPAR"
"~You mean box?"
Eyes; love it"
II pass" said the giant Then there
vas another shout of laughter.
perkins will box with you."
'~No, burned If I will," said Perkins,
now laughing. "He might outlook me.
think Bill Peters might give him a
trial"
There was another shout Of laughter.
Bill Peters head was hanging low
enough now.
II reckon you'll have to give Bash the
school" said the big man.
~Of course" said Sloan. "Any man
that can do what he does-durned if l
know how he does it-can take the
ecbooL' =
ayes, he's got q right to it," said
Perkins. stranger, how much do you
weigh, jest as you are?"
zone hundred and seventy nine
pounds" said Bash, smilingly.
"Great Jehosaphat, Sloan! Just feel
Of his arms and legs"
Sloan felt; then he stood back.
"Mr. Bash, you're the biggest man Of
your size l ever seed. Shake"
Then Bash shook hands all around.
The last man to hold his hand was the
big man, who shook his hand cordially.
Il would like to know your name,
1if."
"My name? Lord! Everybody knows
Hank Dawson!"
flank Dawson"
~Yes; I'm the blacksmith at the Cor
hers."
So this man whom he had taken
sudden liking to, and whose very smile
inspired confidence, was Chub's father.