St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-01-28
SAM OUTWITTED HIM.

SAM OUTWITTED HIM.
Boston News.
Farmer Kendrick had brought in an
armful of snow-covered logs from the
Woodpile at the north end of the house,
throwing them down on the stone
hearth with noise like a small earth
qua Ike, when Carrie Brown started up.
Five O'Clock! Oh, had no idea it
was so late. | must be going home"
ALLOW me to accompany you, Miss
Brown"
you'll let me see you home, Carrie??"
Capt. Logan and Fred Jones both
spoke at once, but Carrie shook her
head.
II prefer to walk home alone" she
said gaiiy.
About that sleighing party tomorrow
nIght?" asked Fred, anXiously,
IL have promised Capt. Logan"
said the village beauty, rosy tint suf-
fusing her cheek.
but. Carrie, thought it was settled
between you and me two weeks ago."
exclaimed Fred. with froWn.
''Was ii? l am sure l had forgotten
it,"
Fred was silent. Capt Logan's
smooth, soft-toned voice broke the
silence.
Il exact no promises" he said gal
lantlY, but if am not punctual TO the
hour and the spot Miss Brown may
draw her own conclusions"
And Carrie went home.
She was very pretty, this bright-eyed
New England damSel. Fred Jones had
loved her ever since they were children
together. and Capt. Logan, who had
come down to spend the Christmas holt
days with his COUSINS. the Hendricks,
had become so fond of those bright blue
eyes and golden hair that he had pro-
longed his visit into January.
"'Pon my word, she's regular
beauty" said the captain, staring
through the tiny window panes at the
retreatlng figure of Miss Brown.
Fred Jones looked quickly up at him,
as if he would have liked to knock him
over into the fireplace, but lie refrained
from any such demonstration.
"a beauty" went ON the captain,
land it's a thousand pities she should
be wasted on any OF the country bump
kins who Vegetate among these wider
neS5es. Sam, you young villain, are
those boots of mine BACKED yet?'
No. they amt" said Sam, GROSSLY.
well, what's the reason?"
"'Cause | amt had time"
''See you find them then, quickly,
too" said the captain. And Sam glow
cred after him as he went gayly up the
stairs.
Just wish L had the firm of him
out" said the boy, gloomily. ITS
Sam, do this and Sam, do that and
Sam, where's the warm water" and
Sam, what the deuce do you mean by
letting my fire 90 out" and not cent
has ne guy me yet-no, no. so much as
pleasant word. | wonde if he means
to stay here aiwaysW
You and | are about equal in our
love for him, SAM" said Fred Jone S,
laughing.
II heered him talkin' to Miss Carrie
about goin' sleigh ridin' tomorrow
night" said Sam. shrewdly. "Td ies'
like to put Kicking Tom i'll the shafts;
| would if it weren't for Miss Carrie.
He don't know nothin' about horses,
that there militia capn DON'T" And
Sam chuckled.
Il say. Mr.. Jones, why don't you get
beforehand with him? Miss Carrie
don't really care for him, She only
daZZled like. "
Fred Jones frowued slightly; honest
Sam was not exactly the kind of Gany-
mede he cared to have meddle with his
love affairs.
Miss Brown must choose for herself.
SAM" he said, and Sam went back to
his work, secretly wondering how a
ln1 srtf rrii
could hesitate for moment between
the captain and Fred Jones.
The night came-a perfect night for
sleighlng expeditions and rustic love-
making, the roads hard and well-paeked,
and glorious moon shining down
Whitley as II a rain of silver were del
uging the whole world.
Couldn't be better weather." said
the capain. Sam, where are the sleigh
bells?"
Dunno" said Sam. There's them
old jiuglers in the garnet that used to
belong to Deacon John Kendrick, that
was in the Revolutionary war. and there
is the two cow-bells that Mary Jane
might sCour up with ashes"
"Pshaw!" said the captain. do you
take me for Rip Van Wrinkle? There's
pretty little string somewhere. for [
day before yesterday"
II hain't see nothiu' on EN-" said
Sam, stolidly.
Come, come, Sam. don't make your
self out any stuplder than you are by
nature" said the farmer, laughing new
erthelesS, for the captains airs were
fast wearing out his welcome. and he
secretly sympathiZed with the III UGH
abused Sam.
81 guess they're out in the barn. You
had better go with him, ca plain, if you
expect to find 'em. Our Sam is dread
full thick-headed when he chooses
to be-"
Come along, my fine fellow" said
the captain, cOliaring Sam, and march
ing him off i'll the direction of the old
red barn. I'VE don't need any lantern
i'll this moonlight, that is one comfort"
Where are the stairs?" demanded
the captain, as they entered tia barn.
'Ain't none," said Sam. ''It's a lad
der"
Up with you, them" said Logan, but
Sam shrunk back.
Il wouldn't, not for S5O" said Sam.
odd John Kendrick hanged himself
from the middle beam fourteen years
ago, and folks say he stands uD there
with rope around his neck every
moonlight night"
Stuff and nonsense ~ cried the cap
tain in accents of contempt. You
coWardly loUt, stay where you are. then,
and I'll 60 myself
He sprang lightly up the rounds of
the ladder and disappeared through the
trap door.
''Where is it?'' he called.
The ghost? Right under the middle
beam by the windy was the place
where"
''BloekheadI l mean the string of
bells"
Look for 'em YOURSELF" said Sam
sulkfly. Il don't know where they be
| and, what's more, don't care.'
"P1l settle with you, my fine fellow,
when l come down." said the captain.
overwhelmingly. as he CROPPED about in the
| dim light, which came through cob
Web-draped window at either end OF the
| barn chamber.
Don't hurry yourself. cap'n," re-
| Joined Sam, in jeering tone.
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