Aberdeen herald. [volume] (Aberdeen, Chehalis County, W.T.) 1886-1917, 1897-12-16

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IA xraEAsAM ~ said John Gil
NMae.s1s . LHH bert, the travel
~E%YtTTI9 ing groceryman
- land stopped at
the tavern there. The only man saw
at first was a jolly looking, redfaced
little old man, on whom care or sorrow
seemed to have never laid finger.
"'Fine day. | said, getting off my
blackboard.
'rtic'lar fine an cheerful the little
old man said. 4 hain't see cheer
fuller day in forty years an better
"Then he went down the road whist
ling "as gazing after him yet when
some one said:
Its Il leetle queer that Uncle Abel
went away without waitin' to see
whether you want going to buy sum.
pin an asst him in; but he's fecln'
overpowerin' glib to-day, an mebbc
thought nothin' could make him feel
any better
This speaker, as | saw when I
turned to look, was a tall and slim and
lanky, and was whiting a stick. He
h"d come from the barn, and, as
found. was the landlord. walked in.
Yes. said the lanKy man, Uncle
Abel is fcclin' Overpowcrin' glib to-day.
You wouldn't take him to be n lone an
Torn widdcrer, which the pardner of
his bosom was only laid away yiste'-
DE-. now, would youY
i II" to admit that the old gentle
man WAS a trilie clipper and cheerful
Tor one so recently bereaved.
Yes the landlord went on. Aunt
lluldy's left Uncle Abel at last. 1t
was sort OF an accident like, though. |
don't think she ever would a-thourht
o dom of it, cause Uncle Abel was
four that Aunt Hubby had handled. an
she hnd wore black bombaZne fer
three on EN-, an it was jest as good as
ever, that black bombaZine was. an
there amt no kind o doubt that she
had stiff idce O wearn it fer Uncle
Abel, an mebbe fer somebody that had
the courage to be No. .. You see, Uncle
Abel is the llarmlessest man that ever
so: round, an Aunt Huldy's disposition
sot sumpin' like "A cross-cut saw,
an when she got to movin' she was Il
ripper. How would some fresh tansy
schunched in glass and moisteued
with about three fingers o. Jmaky rum
strike you"
II was willing to risk it, and the
lanky but Sarrulous landlord scrunch-
ed the tansy and moistened 1t per
recipe.
"Yes, SIR he went on, having
scrunched and moistened for himself
also. and taken pay for both. Aunt
Hubby was a ripper when she got to
movin', and the trouble was she was
movin' most O. the time. I've knowed
Uncle Abel to roost in an apple tree on
his clearin' all night, waitin' for Aunt
Hubby to quiet down, an I've heerd
him say. more'n wunst, that it was a
good thing he'd been kicked in the
head by mule wunst and got over it.
or he'd be afeared O. the consequences
If Aunt Hubby got to movin'.
"'Aunt Hubby she was tremendous
sot ag'in Unclts Abel goin' fishln'. an
Uncle Abel he'd ruther go fishin' than
to the circus. Last week he couldn't
hold out no longer, and he went over
to Ben Runnels' pond to troll for pick
er'l. The fact is, though, that the pond
amt Ben Runnels, cause there amt
no setch person as Ben Runnels, nor
hain't ben this twenty year an better,
an when there was a Ben Runnels he
didn't own the pond. The last day
there ever was Ben Runnels he went
fishin' on that pond. If the fishin'
hadn't ben so uncommon good that day
ben mowt be with us yit. Ben had
half pint O fish worms with him in
an old tomattus can, an half gallon
O. worm o the still in a jug. This was
for eXhlaratin' purposes. Ben allul
eXhilarated arter ketchin' a fish, but
the fish bit so fast that day that they
KEEP Ben buster than usual eXhilar-
atm so that when folks went to see
wnat was the reason Ben didn't git
home that day, an found the boat up
sot an Ben an the jug flOatin' in the
pond, there was less than two little
jiggcrs of eXhilaration left in the Jug,
but there was more than five gallen O.
water in Ben. 1t wasn't drowndin' that
killed Ben, some folks thought. They
said 1t was the sudden washin' of all
tn eXhilaration Outen him by so much
water gittin' inter him that done it,
Ben not bein' used to setch overpOwer-
In Disappointment. An that's the way
Ben got the title to that pond. an it's
ben called Ben Runnels' pond ever
sence.
"'Well. there's where Uncle Abel
went fshin', spite O. Aunt Huldy's
warnin S. an when he got back l don't
s'pose that Aunt Hubby ever moved so
rippin' in her life. All that Uncle Abel
has ever said about it Is that she jest
swatted him over, an then sOt on him
till she peeled what Uncle Abel says
ust ben more'n bushel O. taters.
Aunt Hubby weighed In the vicinity o.
200 pound, an every time Uncle Abel
wiggled she'd scrunch down ON him.
An speakin' O. scrunchin', there's lot
more tanzy: shell L
II interrupted the landlord to say
that didn't care for any more, and he
seemed so much disappointed and re-