Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1894-04-12

III Warn't morn 10 nun0red yards Z
de Bug house, en- stops dar In de thickil
en- listen at The dogs dat KEEP uh comm
closter and closter en- dim know whal
In de name o. helm to do wild myself
Fin'ly de leader uh de pack he come Ell
jump at my th'oat, en- | Orek is head wid
my hick'ry club. But knows l couldn
fight all dem dogs, en- ! knows Bill Nor.
TN en- Bob Ketchum not fur benin en-
left de woods en- run'd up to de big house
d Misris (dat's Bill Nort'n's wife) she
in de front yard wen run'd in, en- she
turn white ~ uh ghos' wen | say out'n
breff.
"Mistis, cain you baig Mos Bill to lie
me Cfl?' En- she low she dasn't NEEDLE
viii 'er ole mans business. En 'bou,
dat time little George he come uh RUIZ
MIN t me uh latin en- holm up 'is hans.
Po' little Teller, he dom know noth'n
bout Jake's mis'ry.
81 grabbed de chile up, en- look down
de lane en- bless y'u, Boss, dar wus Bob
Ketchem en- Bill North en- de whole
pack o. dogs des uh comm full tilt fuh
de house. Den widout uh word Jumps
ober de fence on de fur side, en- de Mistis
she screams out:
"'Jake. bring George back.'
"But dom pay no 'tention tall.
des toted dat chile eff in de woods. En-
could heer de mudder uh de boy tellin'
Mr.. North, en- tekin' on dreadful. En-
hearn i'm say: Bring me my shot gun y
"En bout de time da startin' fun de
house us climbin' up in uh hick'ry tree
wot wus all kivered roun' wild thick
leabs. Eu whites all dat bein' done, |
don't know no mon uh chile unbo'n wot
mex me tex dat little boy wild me. But
some 'ow it pear t me he gwine git me
out'n dat scrape.
DE dogs da come uh runnin' street to
de tree en- GIN to bayin' loud's da could
bark, en- Bill North, en- is wife. en- Bob
Ketchum, da all come up runnin' out'n
breff too. But da couldn't see me fun de
leabs. Den Georges mudder, she say !:
Jake, y'u up dar? en- l say:
"'Yes'm, Mistis.'
"'Wot you done wild Georgie?'
"'1 got I'm up hear, Mistis. He not
hurt.
"'You bring 'im down here dis mint! =
she say.
"'Mistis, 1 feerd t come down dar.
dem dogs gwine eat me up, en- Mos Bill
putt nigh kill me- / lows.
AT dat Bill North he des billed ober.
1t fairly mex my ha'r rise up t. hear dat
white man cuss en- vamp uhroun. |
know'd 1 done gone up fun good onless
de Lawd hep me. Bill North he say he
gwine to glib me uh thousun' lashes wen
e git me, en- e order me t. gid down
out'n dat tree TO- e fetch me out. But
des sot right still on de lim.' Den e
cock is gun en- say he gwine t. shoot.
Den l ply:
"'Mos Bill, don't shoot; you kill
George. En- den | hearn 'is wife grab
de gun en- tex it fun i'm. Den e say e
gwine T. clamb de tree en- mex me gid
down eff e hab t. shoot me wild 'is pistul.
Den lis wife she GIN t. scream, en- baig
i'm not to 60 up dar, but e des flung 'er
off en- start up. l seed de Inns uh shak-
in, en- hearn de lebs uh us'lin.' Bimeby
1 seed i'm pullin' way de Inns, en- peep'n
up at me. He pull out zig 'volver, en- l
say: Mos Bill, fuh God sake, don't
shoot! You kill George, tell y'u!'
"By dat time e DIES uh comm at me
vile en- crazy, en- | holler out: Mos
Bill, don mex me do noth'n desprit!
But Se don't pay no 'tention. He pint
is pfstui at my head, en- grab fuh de
baby. en- 1 fotch out my long, sharp
butcher knife, en- puts it gin Georgie's
sof'. white th'oat, en- l calls out one mo-
time: Mos Bill" en- den e draps 'is
'yolver en- look lax e plum outdone.
"'Jake, you gwine L kill my babyY
e axes me wild is lips kind O. trimblir /.
But | don { mex no ply L dat. l des sot
dar holdn de knife t. Georges th'oat.
En- he not bit skeered. He des look up
in my eyes ez inherent ez uh little sheep.
But Lawd bless you, Boss, l ain nuver
had no notion cutL'n dat ch,le's meat.
$50 Georges mudder she hearn wot
Mos Bill e say uhbout me kiln 'er baby,
en- she gin l. scream Wusser'n ever, en
baig, en- Daig er old man u come do Y, I,
en- AK II me what doin' T. George. But
| ain say n noth'n t. her needer.
Bout dat time hearn uh boss come
gallup'n up de hill, en- de boss stop, en-
somebody GIN / talk low t. Miss Nor IN.
en- den somebody calls out loud 'Nort'nv
"En den l des busses out en- says Bless
de Lawd, oars Mos Willy um Barnes =
En- my heart it des rlz up in my th'oat
EN- mos choke me. Ed den Bill North
he oily back, who dat Call down dar?
s. Its me, Barnes Mos Willyum an
swer, en- den e say, North, dou't do
noth'n resh. Come down here, wan
talk wild y'u.'
s'En Mr.. North, he des CRIME his teef
en- cuss und' is breff, en- 60 clamin' down
froo de limbs, Ell him en- Mos Willyum
da talk long time Cgedder, en- [ cain beer
noth'n cep'n Bill North cuss'n uh me, en-
SWARM he g~ine u git eb'n wild me, but
Mos Willyum he KEEP on argyfyin, en-
after while he say: 'Jakev Ell l answers,
Yes. Mos Willyum
skN IN b'innUS T. mo nnU no 'lou
done boz you fun Mr.. North. Come
long down. Yuut not gwiue Z be hurt
IL clare, Boss, never so happy in all
my bon days ez | wuz dat minnit.
know ole m ~ BArnes'is word same ez de
law, en- | rolls ouL'n dat tree same ez uh
squirt. Eu Bob Ketchum he druv way
de dogs, en- Bill NORTH he look lax L
could Tar me to pieces, but don pay no
IGNITION ',all to dem. | des glib de baby
= his NANNY, en- den | draps down on
bo'f knees TO- ole man Barnes, en- say !:
God bless yuh, Mos Willy um, God bless
yuhn"