New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1894-05-30

doen right aHA46ht alson&.~, They he'd
been quarrelin most III day an ,peared
lie they wasgoan IS hev it,out then al
sthef. Ed was dom most, Of thert ftissin:s
an Tom tryin to make him hush Me an
Debora sat still an listened. Their boys
got madden an madden, an presently we
heard big slap in ther face an Ed say:
49,, Take tibet, sir!' -...
I'VE knowed he he'd hit Tom, an in q
minute more Tom hit him back. Then
such noise you never hearn. They fit.
It, fit. All over ther room they scram-
bled an whacked one mother. I got
scared they was murderin an rushed over
to save 'em, but I got there too late. AS
I teched ther door Ed stuck his knife in
Toms heart, an ther poor boy staggered
across ther room an fell dead. Ed slipped
through ther door, an before l could
catch him or even say word he had
gone. -.
He left ther place for. good tibet
night, an nobody round Their Pint amt
laid eyes on him since. Of course it
went hard with Jessie, cause she liked
Tom an was by natur' a mighty feelin
girl. She's Twin down there yet, an Their
Pint people say she's takin care O. her
ma an ain't no notion of ever gittin mar
ried.
well, since tibet night nobody would
move into tibet house. MI. Hackney
put Their rent down low-mighty low
Tor such house as it was-but thet
dldn t rent it worth cent. Every night
after thet one we could hear a chatter,
groans an then a fall. It never missed q
night. This went on for years an years
So Their house set thar goin to rack.
"Well, last year when times was SO
hard Mr.. Hackney said he'd like to sell
it. We he'd an idee he would too But
who was goin to buy It? AS ther sum-
mer went by an times got harder Mr..
Hackney would come down in his tigers.
He did this reg'la every month, an yet
nobody would buy. In September me an
Debora got mighty blue. We hedn't
been maxim nothin an was still dom ther
same
1--WE looked down in tibet old sock an
found just fifteen dollars an quarter.
Thet would pay ther rent three months
longer, providin we didn't eat nutnin
durin tibet time. If we did, then we
could only count on livin in ther house
two months longer, then bein dumped
out lii ther mud. We didn't know what
to do. spent my time walkin Their front
gallery, tryin to scratch some sort o.
idee out O. my head, an Debora took
ther back gallery to herself. About tibet
time we kivered more ground walkin
them galleries then we he'd any idee of.
But to save my head I couldn't get an
idee in it. Debora beat me there. One
evenin she flop through ther house an
say:
Joe, got an idee.'
Out with it, says L
Hero IT'S, says she. 'Mr. Hack
ney's figures gone down to SIS for tibet
ha'nted house. Let's buy it an move it
up to our lot, live in it an save house
rent.
What about ther ha'nts?' says l.
Turn 'em out, says she. Turn ther
ha'nts inside out. Seer
"Now, wasn't tibet an idee for you?
We fished out tibet sock, paid Mr.. Hack
ney for ther ha 'nted house, an me an
Debora took it good. You ought to seen
her pullin out the nails with ther crow
bar! Such a trump my Debora is any
how! We borrowed two poles, fiat and
a skiff an towed it up here. In our siff
was two sets of oars. Debora he'd one
set, me t'other, an I tell you we made
tibet fiat move. Then we put it up. We
turned all Their boards inside out, like
Debora said, an scattered 'em all round.
So when it was done there want no one
wall high as it was at fust. 1t was for
sure turned inside out.
Zone night ther ha 'nts was maxim a
fuss, an I warn't payin no 'tention to
'em, but Debora sided up right close an
says right out al in tremblyfed tone,
'J-o-o-e, air you asleep?
Yes, says I. Don't wake me-.
DO you hear them ha'nts, J-o-o-e?
Yes, says I, but they is outside
an pretty scattered. One ghost foot i,
this room, one il thcr other, an tlle;
hands an feet's in ther other part G
Their house an stand all outside. l-ca
amt Arid Of ghost tenants, air you,
Debora? It's your idee. Debora went
to sleep, an she ain t said HAN to me
since.
'"Ther's "a small racket round OF
nights--it is so scattered we don't mind
it. -
Fisherman Joe refilled his pipe,
glanced around over his house, and with
q breath long and full of content said:
eyes, thet was Debora's idee. Wurth
considerin, wasn't it?'-Virginia Payne
Ienrichs il Philadelphia Times.