The Wadsworth dispatch. [volume] (Wadsworth, Nev.) 1892-1899, 1895-05-01

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| mistook. Istirred an stirred an stirred.
TIL fire got hotter an hotter an hotter,
an as ct got warmer tn han'le of tn
stirrer seemed ter git shorter, an me face
begin ter blister. l KEEP ct up fer an hour
ana hall, tell me legs was near givin way
under me, me fingers was stiff an ach-
in, me arms felt like they'd drop off
from pushin an twistin tibet long stick
about tn pot. TIL apples was all dis
solved, but tn butter was thin yet, an
l knowed ct mean about three hours
before we could take tn kittle off tn
fire.
Then l yelled fer help. One Of tn
weemen come out, a / was jest tibet
mad | swore. but she laughed an poked
some more wood in tn fire an sayd eff /
didn't push tn stick livelier tn kittle'd
burn. TIL fire blazed up hotter an hot
ter, an ct seemed me clothes'd begin ter
smoke ct any minute. Me arms an legs
was achin more an more, an me back
was almost broke from me tryin ter lean
away from the heat. Me neck was most
twisted off be me 'temptin ter keep tn
blaze from blindin me. Eft come 4
o'clock, an l yelled fer help ag'in. TIL
missus stuck her head ont tn windy an
called. Don't you let tibet kittle burnt
Twas most desp'rit. but l KEEP STIR
rim a n stirrin an stirrin. l don't know
how ! done ct, fer ct seemed I'd hev ter
stop ct any minute. Eft come shutdown
a begin ter git darker an darker, an tn
butter was gittin thicker an thicker. but
] knowed be tn feel tibet they was a
couple of hours yet. I begin ter think
Of lettin tn ole thing drop an Abe Scis.
sors' kittle burn, fer / held he didn't
hev no business ter len me his copper
pot when he knowed we'll enough ct 'ud
spoil Of l ever quit stirrin. Oncet l
was fer lettin her go an slippin over
here ter tn store, fer / heard sew raj Of
tn fellers drive up an hitch an tn door
bang shet. But when I tried ter drop
tn stirrer / jest couldn't. Me fingers
seemed ter think ct wasn't right an held
ter tibet ole pole, an me arms KEEP push
in ct, though every motion give me an
ache. l jest didn't dast, but KEEP stir
rim an stirrin an thinkin an wond'rin
who was over here an what was doin.
An as KEEP on pushin an pushin thet
pole an thinkin AN thinkin, / clean for.
got meself an all about tn apple butter.
II come to with q jump, for ON
IN he'd me be tn beard. When / looked
mp. l seen tn missus an her weemen
frien's standin around me. gestickelatin
an talkin. TIL missus was wavin what
was left Of tn ~stirrer. ct was jest 'bou,
half as long as when I begin with ct,
fer tn crosspiece thet runs down inter
tn butter an tn biggest part tn han'el
was burned off. Seems I'd got tn ole
thing clean out of tn kittle an he'd ben
stirrin st round tn fire."
Reflex action" exclaimed the
sohoolteaoher.
18th butter was fairly smokin, an tn
kittle-well. say, II thet there wasn't
jest as black OH tn inside as of ut was
iron stead of copper. An wasn't them
weemen madi Maybe ct was reflect act
in they done, as the teacher sayd, but
whatever OF was ct skeered mo consid-
cradle, they kerried on SO. But final
l seen how funny ct was, how tn joke
was ON tn missus who'd loss all her ap-
pie butter, stead Of on me, an how I'd
XIV SQUARE, Will Aus OClbSOIb l6I louulu
me his old copper kittle, when he
knowed OF 'ud burn II / ever stopped
stirrin. An l jest laughed"
The chronic loafer leaned back In his
chair aud chuckled loudly. The farmer
arose and walked around the stove.
"What fer a kittle was thet?'' he
asked in a low. pleasant ton WAS
they a big s stamped on tn inside. up
next tn rim?"
"Thet's tn one, he. her' cried the
loafer with great hilarity. IS fer Scis-
sors an
IS stands fer soda too. My names
Soda, an / lent thet kittle ter Abe Scis-
sors three weeks ago." yelled the
farmer.
The loafer gathered himself together
and arose from the muddy pool at the
foot Of the store steps. He gazed rue
fully for a moment at the closed door
and seemed undecided whether or not to
return from whence he had been SO un-
tremendously elected. Then the sound
Of much laughing came to his ears, and
he exclaimed, half aloud:
well If tibet amt a good unp'
And he ambled of home to the mis-.
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