The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1895-06-29

that the heat had exploded the fro
crackers all at once But when he got
the water out of his eyes he saw that
the British had received unexpected
reinforcemcnts
King George NIL, arriving upper
ceived from the rear, had disposed of
the American commodore, and now
turned his attention TO the stars and
stripes, which he jammed into the
bank with repeated blows of his woolly
head
The patriotic blood of 'Phrastus
boiled
"Git out of that, you old British
ram! Lee my flag alone. I'll hit you
with rock, will"
He dug vainly about with his fingers
in the muddy bed of the pond, but
found nothing larger than small peb-
BILE Meantime King Georges pointed
feet were tramping his ammunition
deep into the soil 'Phrastus lifted up
his voice in rcproach and lamentation.
you're the meanest, meanest old
sheep that ever was! We did beat you,
we did, we did! Oh, my flag-boo-
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS sp'ilin' every
last one! wish they'd bust and turn
him wrong side ou-ou-out"
The howl drew King Georges item
ton to the pond. He stood moment
with lowered horns, and then plunged
threateningly forward, drawing back,
however, as his feet touched tho
water.
at the toward movement 'Phrastus
turned and ran. He reached the shore
as King George came galloping around
the curve.
Up the nearest tree scrambled the
small American 1t was not very
large one, and received blow from
King Georges head that almost shook
the climber loose before he reached q
place of safety in the crotch
For some time-'Phrastus said "the
hull mornin, but he was in no condi-
ton to judgs-King George butted the
tree bringing down upon himself
fresh explosions of fearful wrath, and
all the breakable branches 'Phrastus
could reach Afterward he nibbled
about the vicinity, returning at inter
walls to renew the assault, and mover
going far enough away to permit the
escape of his prisoner.
Aunt 'Scilla's dinner Yves late, for
Uncle Ben went to the parade; but it
was an exceptionally good one, and
there was puffy little turnover at
'Phrastus' place. Aunt 'Scilla rang the
little bell, and Uncle Ben rang the big
bell, without bringing any small
nephew forward to eat it. "After all
I've said,- declared Aunt Priscilla, her
lips growing ominously thin and tight,
that boys been and gone to the
p'rade!"
Taint agin nature If he has" said
Uncle Ben. ''When you stretch a
string too tight, it'll snap"
''Something1l snap" said Aunt
'Scilla- Her eyes did. 1--WE got to
train up that boy In the way he should
go, and l mean to do it. Don't you
dast say word, Benjamin Arbuclle!
II he don't learn TO go straight now
he'll go crooked all his life"
After dinner she cut two long lilac
sprouts and trimmed them with osten-
tatious care. While she was washing
dishes in the kitchen Uncle Ben slyly
cut tiny slnshes along the whole length
OF each switch.
1t was the middle of the afternoon
when boy, with dirty, tear-marked
face and mud-stained clothes, shuffled
into the house. Under his arm he
carried q dismasted toy schooner and
q dilapidated, fve-cent American flag.
80, Theophrastus wilson," greeted
Aunt 'Scilla, you've been to the
p'rade, after all Very well, sir, you're
going to remember this Fourth of July
as long as you live Come straight
here"
She fourished one of the switches,
and 1t fell to pieces in her astonished
hands
Guess shell 'momber IT, whined
Phrastus II hain't been & the p'rade
II hain'tl I stuck mp In q tree this
hull everlastin' Fourth, with Turner's
old ram a-buntin' ~ IL, t<yin' to shake
me down I'd had 10 stayed there all
night, too, likely, II Mr.. Turner's Pete
hadn't come along. You lest sst him.