River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1896-10-08

SOME FOLKS is TOO MEAN TER
LIB"
bout, en- green watermiIyen am on
common bad TO de colry."
They sat and talked until the rain Lad
ceased, but the sky was still overcast
with clouds. and the night was very
dark.
"Ole Dan Tanner, ober on de Ridge.
he's got a moughty fine milyen patch, 81
said win. zen some er de finest canter-
lopes en- nutmegs dat | cher seed"
Dem is nice" assented old Peter.
Oar amt muffin much better dar a
good canterlope or a nutmeg"
'Hain't you plant none er dem ara
"Yes. few. few; but dey is power
full green yit."
"ole Dan. he's mooghty mean ole
coon. Id like ter go ober deere. en- hook
some er his milyens. He's got morc'n
he kin sell. en- dey is jes- a-spilin' on de
vines. Matt, les you en- me CO."
you don't git dis chile way ober dar
ternight. yo' kin bet Oh dat
Tell you what, Uncle Peter, you's
young en- peert yit. S'pose you GO
Law, honey, what would de folks
say? Me a-habin' watermiIypn patch,
en- a-goin' en- a-hookin' yutEer reo-
ple's?"
DE folks amt gwine ter know NTH
in erbout hit. You see. ole pan's got
more'n he kin sell. You kin sell all
yOurn, en- il would be a good thing ter
go Ober en- git some er ole Dams. ter
keep 'em from sp'ilin' on de vines
EFF We want ter 60. Uncle Peter"
said Matthew. "I'Il stay en- watch yo'
patch till you come back"
Old Peter was very fond of melons,
but it is doubtful if he had tasted one
that season. for he was too stingy 10
eat any of his own, and therefore il did
not take much more persuasion to in
duce him To 90. So, leaving Ring tied,
lest he should follow them, and Mat
thew in charge of the patch, they
started.
II amt ne bber been ober ter Tanners
place." said old Peter. Fac is, amt
been ober onter de Ridge at all scnce
las year. SD I'll ies' let you take de lead. .
"AIl right" replied win. 1--WE won't
foller de road. Well jes' take de Dutch
cut en- go ercross lots"
"Law." said Uncle Peter. as he Stun
bled over a log. did you ebber see SIGH
a dark night es dis we're? Peers ter me
es Fl we war takin' kinder roundabout
way"
Yes" said VIII, 1--WE skips de worst
part OBJ de hill dis way"
They walked on for some time in ST.
Ience. Old Peter was beginning to re-
gret that he had come, for the dis
lance seemed much greater than he
had supposed. and he feared that Mat
thew might not be very diligent in
watching the patch.
Here we is cried Will at last.
Creep right up through desc bushes,
en- git ober de fence. Don't make a
noise. kaze dey do say ole Dan keeps a
gun"
Don't you be afeer'd. chile. What
you 'spect yo' Uncle Peter gwinter kick
up a row To-. when he's come ter borry
er watermilyen? Law! hits so dark I
reckon wen hab to ieel TO EN-. Here's
one" he said, lay ing hold of a large one.
Hadn't We better git ober de fence
ter eat -"
"No;" objected old Peter, eat Il right
heah. in lie center oh de patch, whar ole
Dan Tanner kin see the rims in de
mornin', SOS he won't think hit took
legs en- walk off hitse'f-kaze dat mout
skeer him. Wen jes' eat de he t outen
IL an den git another = kazc, you
know, we wanter keep ies' ez menLy
er Mr. Tanners milyens from spilin' es
we kin"
Here's another" cried Will; cen
here's three er TO canterlopes."
Il see EN-. chile. Let yo' Uncle Peter
carve 'em. Yo' Uncle Peter am a ole ham
at de work. lie knows how to git AT de
heart er de watermelon. en- how ter
slice de canterlope in de bcs' fashion"
After they had eaten all they could.
Will proposed to go.
wait till we squ'sh de green ones"
proposed old Peter.
ooh. no. said Will; "let's not do
dat"
"Oh. yes" insisted old Peter, as he
CROPPED about in the dark. hunting for
the melons. and MASKING them with
his feet; lit amt no fun eff we don t
squ'sh de green ones. Won't ole Dan be
mad in de mornin'? Hell jes' want ter
tar de place down"
Then they heard dog how ling and
barking.
WED better he a-gittin' erway from
heah. I 'spect. chile" said old Peter,
leaving off MASKING the melons; "ef
ole Dan war ter let dat dog loose. hit
MOUNT be healthy in desc parts"
Il year somebody comm. Rum" ex-
claimed VIII.
Uncle Peter and VIII took to their
heels.
Bang. went gun right close behind
item
oh" cried Peter; oh. does yer
think-he'1l-hit u.s."
tiles q pow'ful han wild gum" said
VIII. "IIe kin shoot a squirrel in de
eye ever pop"
'oh. my 20 ole legs, my pc ole legs.
Dey's mos gin out"
Bang went the gun again.
grape vine. and he fell heels-over-head
into a little ravine.
Chile" he said, IS he lay upon his
back in the mud and water, does you
think he'll git u.s."
"He viii ef he hears us talkin'," said
VIII. who was so fun of laughter at old
Peters tumble that he could hardly
hold in. Keep still. en- don't reckon
he'll fin us"
"Brt de dog-he1l he shore ter smell
as out"
Il doan bleve he's turn him loose Wit. |
He's gone back. now. en- eff yo' git up en-
run right fas'. mebby we kin git erway
To- he do. Hits a moughty cross dog.
Fo' times worser en- 20 Ring. He's a
reg'lar blood bull, en- when he lays holt