Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1896-02-15

anxious to come at the explanation OF
the matter.
What's tame We, Rab. since ye gaed
awaT asked one of his mates "Ye
used to be sair again the Papes?
Haze We turned your coatg'
Ma" said Rob, II haze neither
turned Pape nor yet Methody in my
auld age. but for a. that I'm tellin
We that the man wha NEEDLES WI the
English chiel will ken the smell o.
my knuckles''
There was a respectful silence Sew
eral had tried the perfume mentioned,
but had misliked it.
Come your ways to the wood end
an III tell ye the tale" said Rob, in
more persuasive manner. as one who
Is conscious that he has hardly done
justice to the softer emotions.
Moo, hearken," said Muckle Rob,
when all the company had subsidized
into the convenient posture OF atten-
ton known as 'hunkerin. AN when
| hae dune. yen agree on a new
I quoitin' green. Or else--well, we'll
I gree on new quoitin' greenl
1T was my wee Archie. him that
was ta'en last year when he was 13.
Ye maybe mind o. him He keeped
the second door on the west side o.
NO. Pit. He was boy like the rest
o. the reckless looms -corid lee and
sweer, and aiblins. when / was ma
within hearin', tax a drap drink and
smoke his pipe wi the auIder anes.
Fine do | ken that my lad was nae
wee white hen that never laid away,
But ae pay-Saturday. wha should
come frae Manchester but the lads
auntie, our Elizabeth's sister, We ken
Wha's man has done so weeI at the
pack. An she telled Archie ABBOTT
the grand place that the toon was,
ana the big pays. and the theayturs,
| an a the ongauns, till she had the
iaddie fair by himself. I mis-caa'ed
her for a daft haverep pittin' notions
into the bit BARNS head.
But after that we had nae peace.
Archie feeced and cried on. till nocht
wad serve but he maun gang ava
| back to Manchester wi his auntie-
her payin' his passage and giein' him
meat, as 1t were. SO that we had no
great loss, but only his days wage.
Moo for woman that was sic a
warrior at the eatin' an drinkin', for
her weight was twenty stane an her
customary drink stone ale. Marget was
OH dNSbhlc WOllidn lDT InpeLIfi an
preachin's-just fair unbelievable
and as for texts, boys-O, she could
rattle them aft like string o. empties
gaun doom the dock. She never got to
the end o. YIN o. them, afore the ither
was at its tail.
80 I kenned wee1 what the Iaddte
wad get In Manchester. There was
his uncle-a muckle baggit English
{ fhnf had mn 10 a ~ all. n.
kcepin' nocht but prentiees to the
pack, and sackin' them before their
time was DOT. He took Archie to the
theaytur the ae nicht-an' the next his
auntie Marget CARED him trot ava,
MIGHTY unwillin', to some o. her reyi-
| val meetin's.
But o them a., there was no yin
| that Archie cared docken for, till on
| the Saturday Marget gets word o. a
| terrible genteel kid-gIove Methody
! meetin'. The folk were Just crazy to
/ gang to 1t, because II was madden in
J the head kirk o. the place, that was
/ caa'd the cathedral. Though what for
/ 1t wasna just decently caa'ed the
/ kirk is mair than / can tell We.
/ "Jam-packed IL was at ony rate
Y when Marget an Archie got there.
I They were squeezed like behring's, and
| 1t was as warm as lying on your back
/ In the pit an howkin' at the roof. The
preacher chap was a'done up In
\ sheet, WI face like chalk. hair like
ink, and cen like holy fire Marget
said when she cam home that she had
/ heard some preaehin' In her life--mair
maybe than had done her muckle
1 good, but there was nocht In a. her
| experience to touch that chap. He
I mixed the folk up. ne twisted them,
/ he CARED them laugh or greet JUST as
! II they had been BARNS an him the
I dominic.
"Marget was In great fettle ESQ her