, 1896-12-21

can quit none Ontll tins PROJECT ) u sue
cess.
"Thar's herds an bands of folks an
anamiles who's fixed similar. They car
start, an they can't let up. Thar's bull.
dogs. They begins a fight too easy. bu,
the capacity to quit is left out of bull.
dogs entire. Same about aose paint with
gents l knows. They capers up to wins
Ky at the %beginnin like a kitten to warm
milk. a they never do cease no more.
An that's how the kyards falls to rae
coons about plenty of things.
"Knowin these yere defects in rae
coons. this Olson plots to take advantage
tharof, an by playir it low Oh Bills
raccoon get even With Bill aDout that
dead hawg. Which Bill wouldn't have
took u drove of hawgs. No, indeed. not
the whole fall round up of hawgs for all
Of west Tennessee an lose that raccoon.
Its when Bills over to Pine Knot
layin in terbacco an nose paint an corn
meal an sech necessaries when Olson
stands in to down Bills raccoon. He
goes Injunnin over to Bills an finds the
camp all deserted, except the ~raccoon's
thar settin battin his eyes mournful an
lonesome on the doorstep. This Olson
sets down by the door al fondles the
raccoon an strokes his coat an let's the
raccoon search his pockets with his
black hands ontil he gets that friendly
an confident about Olson he'd told him
anything. It's then this yere miscreant
Olson springs his game.
Hes got a couple of crawfish which
he's fresh caught at the branch. Now,
raccoons regard crawfish as unusual good
eatin. For myself, l can't say 1 deems
none high Of crawtish as viands, but of
course raccoons is different, an the way
they looks at it crawfsh is pie.
"This Olson brings ont his two craw-
fish, an fetchin a jar of water from the
spring he drops in a crawfish an incites
an %aggravates Zekiel-that's the name
of Bills raccoon-to feel in an get him
a whole lot.
ezekiel amt shy on the play. He
knows crawfish like a gambler does an
nee, so turnin his eyes up to the sky,
like n raccoon does when wrapped in
pleasin anticipation that Away, he
plunees in his paw angets it.
"Of course once Ezekiel acquires him
the poor crawtish don't last as long as a
drink of whisky. When Ezekiel has him
plumb devoured, he turns his eyes on
Olson, sort of thankful, an waits devel-
opments.
"Olson puts in the second crawfish,
an Ezekiel takes him into camp same
as the other. It's now that Olson on
furls !,ir rl"- on Ezekiel.
"Oison drops Il dozen buckshot into
the jar of water. Nacherally Ezekiel,
who's got his mind all framed up touch
in crawtish, goes after the buckshot with
his fore foot.
"But it's different with buckshot.
Ezekiel can't pick EN- up. He tries an
tries, with his honest, simple face turned
up to heaven. but he can't make it. All
Ezekiel can do is feel 'em with his foot
an roll en- about on the bottom of the
jar.
Now, as I remarks prior, when q
raccoon gets embarked that away he
can't let up. He amt arranged 80 he
can quit. Olson, who's plumb aware
tharof, no sooner gets Ezekiel started on
them buckshot than, KNOWN that natur'
can be relied on to play her hand out,
sa'nters off to his w~iokeyup, leavin
Ezekiel to his fate. Bill won't be home
till Monday, an Olson knows that before
then, onless Ezekiel is interrupted, he'll
be even for that hawg Bill drops. AS
Olson comes to a place in the trail
whar he's goin to lose sight of Bills
camp he turns an looks back. The pic
ture is all his revenge can ask. Thar sets
Ezekiel on the doorstep, with his happy
countenance turned up to the dome
above, with his right paw elbow deep
in the jar, still rollin an feelin them
buckshot around an allowin he's due to
ketch Il crawish every moment.
well, it works out exactly as the
wretched Olson iiggers. The sun goes
down, an the Sunday sur comes up an
sets ag'in. al still pore Ezekiel is planted
by the jar, with his hopeful eyes Oh high,
still feelin of them buckshot. He can't
quit no more'n if he was loser in a
poker game, Ezekiel can't.
"When Bill rides up to his door
about second drink time Monday after
noon, Olson is shorely even on that
hawg. Thar lays Ezekiel too dead to
skin. He's jest set thar with them
buckshot al felt himself to death. -
Dan Quin in San Francisco Examiner.