The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1897-12-23

could lind hosS keers and them TIVE wheeled
cabs with Jay up behind OF he jumps
like flash l says, Try 1t, young feller
you'll be back in an hour or two clean
forgot all about you was going that way.
I'm meet him" says and starts The
crowd give three cheers for Inc and wished
me a Merry Chris 'musl' Keep some
of that pudding for me till spring 1t will
be hard enough" yells the storekeeper
"for you wouldn't take no soda in it.
Pard hadn't mentioned soda and l
wouldn put it in. though II was argued
1t oughter be done "S'longW calls and
goes on For three or four miles could
see tracks quite plain in the snow and l
kept lookout for Ingalls, but my progress
was awful slow, was so beat out that |
swore at the vittles, pard and Chris mus
straight along The turkey growed heav-
Ter and heavier, and once l lost it and
had to 20 back n half mile. l want a
likely pictur as foundered along and was
ugly enough to fight my best friend. Curl
Gus enough put all my mad on that feller
ahead. The idee. I'd say, "of him dar.
ing to climb this mount'in alone in snow
time.
Bout ten miles on my way, just as l
was straight ming up my back after MAX
ing On JnC lClU
something sharp strike my face knowed
l was in for IL, for snow at Chris mus time
in these mount ins means darkness drifts
and death But that didn't stump me
Every inch OF that road was plain as
map in my mind, and blunted by
cold. stunned by the snow and dark
ness, | forgot ingalls, entirely ana
must have passed close by him. l had
enough to do to fight for my own life On
goes and game enough to hang to the
truck. | wan going to be beat outer
that dinner for all the snow In Colorado
Every noy and then when | got kinde
sleepy and sly idee KEEP coming how slick
It would be to lie down and take nap
that means never git up, but freeze to death
the old turkey would sling around and
fetch me a smart slap in the face kindc
'yrowed to thirk the old bird wanted TO be
roasted and git up to the cabin to give his
remains for the celebration.
got along all right till / got to where
ought TO turn off to the trail and there
dassent leave the road. / wasn't sure
where it lay l listened and / heard the
mutilcd sound of agun, and this follercd,
wondering where pard Eo6 his sense !
stumbled up the mount'in side a-holler-
ing, and soon got answer and the hap
piest sight of my lite--I sec big yallGr
glare. 1t was pard a-burning kerosene.
"Glad it's cheap, | says ironiCul for 1t
Oin't. He laughs and takes all the truck
Ind founders on ahead II distance, where
by the bowling l knowed Doc was tied,
and then the house was all lit up.
Made three stations down the path,
he explains; "house first, dog next, myself
with the gun and bonfire last
you'll do, A." l says, He flew around
looking at the stun I'd brought, found
some cloth and made bag into which he
put the pudding mixture, tied it and slung
the same into kittle of boiling water,
which he hung over the fire.
1.-THE water II git in it, l says "Them
stitches is too loose.
"It cooks out, he answers, beginning
to cut up the squash Now sit down,
Bige and get Strengthened out, he goes
on bringing me glass of brandy,
81 asked for u letter for you, but there
want none, l says, beginning to draw
off my boots
"You were very kind, but there is no
one to write. "
"Land of the livingI" yells, jumping
up "them tracks ahead--that feller 1t
come to me all of a sudden Where was
her
What did you sayP" asks pard, keer.
less like
"Ingalls gasps.
"Ingalls," he repeats, gitting white,
"for PHYS sake who-what do you know
of himl'
l told him He listened quite a mint,
then goes to where his coat was hanging
on nail
where are you goingS" l says.
"To look for him"
"WhyI What's he to your"
"My worst enemy.
"Pard, you re fool II me, an old
mount 'ineer, he'd hard fight for like
half hour ago, what will 1t be for you, and
the storm is worse The feller's dead now
anyhow, Mebbe he went back-sure he
did, and you don 3 bulge a stop"
You are sure he did not 40 back bs