The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1895-02-16

Sdl0.' An expansive smile dawned and
spread itself slowly over Peter's sooty
countenance, and reaching somewhere
into the depths of his ragged trousers
! he pulled therefrom small tobacco
pouch, from the grimy depths of
which he tished five small silver
pieces and laid them on the table.
Then, drawing on empty fruit box
to the curb, he sat astride of it and
began to eat. ),
Tempe profered a knife and fork.
but the implements were calmly TO-
nored and a huge jackknife taken
from handy pocket was brought in
to play.
Slice after slice of bread and ham
disappeared, but Pete showed no sign
of Quitting, and Tempe began to feel
that she had not made such salts
factory bargain as she at first sup
posed. The ham was lessening fear
fully under Pete's well-applied jack
knife, and Tempe remarked, "Look-a-
yere, niger, ant yer gwyne quit?"
"When I gifts done"
''Yuh done eat TO- dozen biskit an
now all dat ham. OATS too much
! eatin' for only half dollah.'
''Dat what yuh axed," indifferently.
Another onslaught on the shattered
remains of the ham, which left a
feshless bone exposed to the aston
ished eyes of Tempe, and Pete care
fully wiped the jaclzlnife, replacing
it in his pocket.
Then the real fun began. Reaching
for the pile of tempting cakes, they
began to disappear with astonishing
rapidity. Six, dozen, two dozen,
and still Pete gave no sign of being
| done. Tempe now asserted herself.
Spreading her hands over her wares
she exclaimed, fierce determination
on her shriveled, black countenance.
look a-here, niger, yuh jess quit
dat"
Amt yer gwyne femme git done?''.
mo, a'nt.gwyne let yer eat no mo-
dem vittles."
'Yuh done low, lady, dat I could
eat twel warn't a-hungry no mo- fer
dat half dollah."
''Hit, makes no differ. Yuh done
eat out de half dollah on dat ham an
braid. Now, you quit
But Pete insisted on the terms of
the contract, and was beginning to
/ exterminate Temples stock anew,
when old Judge Tice appeared around
the corner. Tempe waddled out from
behind her table, hailing the magis-
trate in excited accents:
''Jedge Tice, sab, oh, ledge lice!
Speak yere ter dis yere niger! He
bout ter eat all Use got.''
The judge sauntered to the curb,
surveying the scene with amused eyes
and Pete explained the situation.
''Dis Teddy low I cud eat twel I
warn't hungry no mo- fer ha'f dol
lab, sab, an done gee her de money,
but ant eat huff yit.''
''Fore Gawd, jedge, he done eat meh
ham an all de biskits, an mos all
dem cakes. Dat much truck cos meh
tree dollahs, sab, an he out done glib
meh but one ieeule OF ha'f''
''Dat what yuh low half"
''Gawd, man, low you was folks"
''Huh!'
''Yas, sab, an now yuh is got ter
pay meh fer dem vittles err I gwvne
carry yuh right befo' dis yer ma is-
trit.
II carry yuh dar, CONAN. I ant
DONE"
"Who, me?" Temples voice rose
shrilly in indignant protest, and few
idlers attracted by the raised voices
gathered about, and the old woman,
encouraged by the attention she at
tracted, began to explain her griev-
ance to the crowd. She stood on the
curb, her back to the table, one arm
akimbo her huge hip, the other point
ing at the object of her wrath, sitting
coolly on the box.
Little Elihu Walsingham Lamkin,
slipping through the crowd, took in
the situation at a glance, and lodging
behind the portly form of Tempe,
filed every available pocket in his
Topped and Widowed raggedness with
the remainder of the cakes, stealing
away unobserved to enjoy the feast.
Tempe, turning about at the end of
her harangue, the empty plates met
her eyes.
"'Fore Gawd!'' she exclaimed SOL
| emily, ''ef he ant done conjured de
balance er dem cakes often de plates!
Use gwine quit, kase I.done knowed
hit warn't no ev'y day man what
could git outside all dem vittles Eff
he ant de debbil he kin to him, an
black huff to be hesef ennyhow."
Of course the venture, having struck
such cyclone of an appet lite as Pete
| had, was a failure, but Tempe always
talks about the money she would have
made if she hadn't ''met de debbil in
| store cloes.''
The Founder OF Modern Chemistry.
i: northumberland, Pa. at the con-
tluence: of the Susquehanna's north
and west branches, has world wide
fame among chemists as the former
residence and burial place of DR.
Joseph Priestly, the discoverer of
oxygen gas and perhaps principal
founder of modern chemistry. When
he came from England to America,
about 1894, the chair Of chemistry
; was offered him nv the 1rniversitv of