Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1896-09-10
he Of sheetipr and loft the Kitchen.


vines that trailed over the kitchen win
dow. IF he amt a queer one"
CHANGING out from time TO time as she
went about clearing away the tea-things
she saw him measure OF two lengths of
factory cloth the width of the lane. Going
down towards the barn, he spread them
ont on the ground from fence to fence and
about three feet apart. Then he smeared
the upper surfaces with thick coat OF
tar, and on the side towards the house
little in advance he stretched a clothes
line about foot from the ground, tying
il securely to the fence on either side.
Every now and then he would chuckle 10
himself, as though enjoying his work inn
mensely.
Cant help We n any way?" asked his
| wife, us he returned to the kitchen.
II dunno but what you kin: but first git
| me the biggest needle We got, m the coars-
est linen thread, n some beeswax. Now"
said he, ms she brought him the articles,
IF You min to pour that melted taller
over about two cupfuls o that small shot,
and let it dreen off, and then sift lot o
kyanne pepper over it, you'll be helpin'
me right smart"
| While his wife was doing this, Silas
cut grain-bag half In two. and filed the
l
This he tried to sew together just above
the line of filling, SO as to make a tight,
hard mass.
Don't you want thimble?" asked
his wife.
Lord. no;-I couldn't never use no thin
BILE. When my old thumh-nail won't do
the business, jes' use the chair-bottom,
or table, or anything thet's handy, to jam
down on"
Meanwhile Mrs. Hawkins prepared the
shot according to directions. sneezing
violently when it came to handling the
red pepper.
Goodness me, ST." said she, stopping
to blow her nose. you must IA took me
fer whitecap''
Il guess I've mistook sunthn'. fer I'm
prickin' the stuilin' out o. my thumbs, and
amt doin' nothin', neither. You let me
do that, and you finish this. Sew it tight
er n blazes, SO there won't be no givin'
way"
The grease hardened quickly on the
cold shot, and II plentiful supply of pepper
stuck to the grease. Old Hawkins brought
ont u musket and double-barrelled shot
gun. These he loaded with the pepper
incrusted shot.
THAT amt goin' to kill nobody, but |
guess IL warm EN- up some SAID ne
eriniiy. both on EN- seatters IKE run,
ehu wat ,hey wont mt mes 70 ne mighty
.ur OF, OF eise Dhek Oh EN-. zen you what
u.s. NANCY brother Jon mans helped TO
sl"nSn one nig repe'iion, ana l guess ms
usefulness am over WIN yer, saiu ne,
tenderness that were heroic.
heres your wnat-ye-may-cali-t SAID
his wife hnndinp over the hnan-sack
ph' yes, that buster; mustn't forgit
.Hai. ihey powerful iot o salNatton
IN one thein things. Ihey don't look 1t,
, nut they u.s..
. He went into the yard and got a
straight, well-seasoned hickory pole from
| the hay-rack, about six feet in length.
. To the end of this, with strongest, we'll
; waNed sheep Irvine, he tied the sack of
: beans, allowing it little freedom for
: movement. and thus completed what he
, called his buster" He swung it around
the great, roomy kitchen with whiz.
D For evermore, 81! do be careful! you'll
1 hit the lamp"
: "Ihere, Mandy. that's suntbin' like "
! said he. "And now | reckon it's abo,I,
l time we was orgnnizin' our plan n, cam
r paign. You N Brother ,Jon'tbnn III hold
p the base of supples. while me M IN,
: buster and shotgun'll be the skjrmish
t line and advance to the front. Iemm,
e see: it's nine o'clock now. Them fellersI
: be here tween twelve and one. or n littl,
later. You N Brother Jon'tban he nostef
:, in that front poller bedroom winder. ani
$ If any one tries To come onter the norcI
or round the house from the north side
:; you les let 'em see what Brother Jon'
e tLan's made Of"
Mercy on us, How shall do itY,
IS "Jes, rest tho h. ~ an tlat Ia 49, ~, a.,
ag'in' the winder. and souint along III,
r ton of il, like this. m when that IittI,
:, sight there looks ms tbounh twas cover;n
t, up your mark like. LET 'er 90. Gallagher
II Land sakesr, exclaimed his wife ..yo,
t talk as though 'twa'n't notbin, m shoot
Il human creetur, Who'd n, tbouybt T.,
r. ever come to doin' III,
I. "Mind. though continued SiI.s sch,
J. YOU don't hold the brich roo close r. vo,,
% shonId.r Brother Jon,tbon,s , mn: ~,
o. practice now. m Is liable 10 90 hack n,
it ye."
Mrs. Hawkins thought she would re-
'r member.
Il want to git between them m tn
o road" said the old man: $50 I'll les snua
re down behind that evergreen ont there 4
the corner o. the yard m wait nv chances
| guess I'll put buster behind that posy
lie bush that's little nearer to the gate