The Mena weekly star., 1896-10-14

go ter sleep; en ef he do, ole Ring he'd be dar, en you ain't gwine ter fool ol,, Ring much, femme tell you."
 "Mout glib ole Ring a dog button"
 "Mebbe some folks is mean huff ter pizen yuther folkses dogs. Dis chile ain't, en he wouldn't hab 10 'sosashun wid no pusson dat wuz." Hi, hi. wh-o-o-pyi"
 "Whot's de matter wid you now?"
 "Is done thought CT sufiin' dat's amos too good" cried Will. clapping his hands. ''I's got CT little game dat I lows will git erway wid ole Peter bad! E"
 And then and there he unfolded a plan by which they were to get even with old Peter, that met with instant approval by Matthew. and they de- termined to carry it into execution ns soon as favorable opportunity offered.
 Old Peter sat under his brush shell ter; dark clouds were looming up on the horizon and night was approaching.
 II low dat wes gwine to hab bad night, Ring" said old Peter, addressing his dog. 'De signs am all Adorable fo' fallin' wedder, en, ef I ain't mistoolxeu, we's gwine ter git rain en dat fo' long; but I'll low we won't git much wet onless it come down pow'ful hard. Lis ten, Ringl Whot's dat? Feared ter me es 1 hearn somebody talkin'. Keep yc' sharp eye open, Ring. laze dis yerc's gwine ter be moughty fine night ter hook water milyens. I wisht didn't hab ter watch dis patch, dat I dug. Whot's de matter wid yo'. Ring? Whot you howlin' en barkin' erbout? ain't goin' to onchain you till 1t gifts mo- darker; dar ain't nobody in de patch now"
 ''Howdy, Uncle Peterl Gwine ter rain dis ebenin'? It's a sprinlxlin' now"
 Law, honey, how you skeered me. Dat you, WHIP"
 "yes."
 "Well, now, I war a-looldn' out ober de patch, en you come up from behin'. l notice dat Ring war a maxim fuss {; but I thought it war bekaze it war a-gitten' close onter de time dat turn him loose"
 It began to rain and Will and Mat thew took advantage of old Peters brush roof.
 T reckon we'll jes' wait here till 1t slacks up little," said Will as they set tied themselves in one corner. "I think hit will stop soon. Hain't you gwine ter set up the milyens. Uncle Peter?"
 Dat I would, honey. but I's been out en thump 'em dis afternoon, en dere ain't none CT 'em ripe. l sent 'em all ober ter town yistiday, dem whot war ripe"
 T hab eat 'em when dey wasn't jes' dezactly ripe"
 "Moughty onhealthy," said old Peter. "Dey tell me dat de colry is gitten er- bout, en green watermilyen am on- common bad fo' de colry."
 They sat and talked until the rain had ceased, but the sky was still overcast with clouds, and the night was very dark.
 .s0le Dan Tanner, ober on de Ridge, he's got a moughty fine milyen patch, l" said Will, len some CT de finest canter- lopes en nutmegs dat eber seed"
 Dem is nice" assented old Peter. Oar ain't muffin much better dan a gooe canterlope or nutmeg
 "Hain't you plant none CT dem ar r?'.
 "Yes, few, a few; but dey is power full green yit."
 Ole Dun, he's a iIioughttyy tyy mean ole coon. I'd like ter go ober dere. en hook some CT his milycns. He's got rnore'n he kin sell en dey is jes- a-spiin' on de vines. Matt, les you en me go."
 You don't git dis chile way ober dar ternight, yo' kin bet on dat"
 Tell you what, Uncle Peter, ynu's young en peert yit. S'pose you go."
 Law, honey! what would de folks say? Me a-habin' watermilyen patch,