The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1893-08-06

silence. This squire lived across the river
and it was broad daylight. The ferry
was mile below, and, anyway, a boat
load of boys and the disappearance CT
lot of watermelons would connect too I'M
mistakably.
ttLet's swim it, finally said the bold
one among the crowd.
"We'H leave our clothes all dry this
| side, and our skins II dry too in this yere
sunshine
| But the rest protested: eve CAIN
stay thar an eat millyons in the patch
right stark naked. Somebody'd be shore
to come erlong an see us"
"Poh-h; you amt got no gumption at
ALL exclaimed the proposer. "Me and
Jack and Jim and Bill and Danoy'll pull
off our close, swim over and git dozen
of the biggest fellers. Then We'll fling
'em in the river-the patch is up stream
| from here-an' let the current fetch 'em
down, and George and Hart and Bostick-
you can stay yere AM ketch 'em as they
whole passed. of 'en wei II come back and
put on our close-an' then We'll eat till
we CAIN eat no more. What dye say?''
The hesitating fellow, Dancy, an
swered at once:
81 say-you'll get dawg- bit. l passed
thar last week and Blue Nose, the squire S
big ole houn dawg, was tied to stake
house to the patch. Ye better look out
for him. 1 tell We, Blue Nose is as savage
as meat ak.
s.Yes-an' fraider'n death of powder.
Gimme my gun, won t We? I'll put in a
double handful, with jes a wad of tow
and top, an / guess we won't hesitate
along of no Blue Nose. -
81 s'pose We kin keep yer powder dry
an swim this yere Cum berland river?'
lsneered the objector.
81 kin show We bout that,' was the
good answer. 'sCome along,
boys. Fridays bad luck day-but feel
like good watermiliyon would be the
best luck i'll the world
The selected boys started along.
In school or out the River bend BOYS
had a bad habit of doing whatever Joe
Briefly said.
All and several they loved melons-be-
sides the river itself was enticing, run
ming bright and swift under the summer
sun. A little gusty south wind blew
fitfully across it, bringing delicious cool
ness to the vivid sun burned young faces
clustered at the water's edge.
1t was about 3 o'clock. The eight lads
had been squirrel-hunting since early
morning. All the dinner they had had
was what they carried in their pockets
Naturally, they were ravenously hungry
} That, though, was not the main reason
of their projected raid.
Squire Jenkins was a well-to-do bach
elor, who had somehow got the name
! among them of being a 'sstingy gizzard )
and they bad sense of crude justice il
thus despoiling an unneighborly neigh
} Dor.
In minute more five firm white young
, bodies full of swelling thews and sinewi
; were in the soft lap OF the river making
swiftly across it.
At their head Joe Briefly swan will
easy power, one arm high above hi
} head. holding the loaded gun which wa
to deal deadly fright to Blue Nose.
s'Now, | call this a lark, - he said
scrambling up the further river bank.
} s'Me, too," Bill Jenet said, leaping af
! ter him, then shaking himself as dol
+ might.
s'Say. Joe, we never thought to fetcl
} my knife to plug 'em-ter see if they r
3 ripe. Bet q horse to ginger cake hal
: the millyions we pull'll be green"
.You shet up" Joe said, idisdainfuIly
: Cant Dancy Riggs tell green from rip
r by the way they thump! Dancy. hurr,
E fun WINS beginning
, "Whar's old Blue Nose? I aim
, a-comin up thar tell ! know abou
. him. Dancy saide placidly, treadin,
: water in the deep eddy to which b
chung.
5 Joe gave contemptuous whistle, Blu
l stopped in the middle of it as a ferociou
Z barking broke out on the bank just owe
: his head.
3 81 tole ye SO. He'll chaw We up alive,
, Dancy called, swimming out ten yard
, from shore.
j 81 lay he DON'T, . Joe shouted, clam