St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1897-03-20

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polin out to the front gate and re-
sponded to the widder. Moreover Il
didn't take the wilder more than two
minnits to wrap him around her little
finger and make him forget where he
was at and what he was doin. The
wilder, Of course she wouldn't tell,
and old man Seth didn't know any
thing for certain right then, and SO
consequentially there amt no tellin
how long they stayed out there lalla-
gaggin and courtin and carryin ON.
But when the wilder got ready to 60
and driv Of up tie road, and old stingy
Seth come back TO his right mind oncst
more. bless gracious the jug was full
and every last bit of the n,olasses had
run out and split.
'Well, after that it want in no ways
surprisin to me when the news come
that the stingy old scrapegrace had
took sick and went to bed. and raley
the great wonderment is why he didn't
take somethin pizen and die. No tellln
how long it win take him to recover
from the loss of that barrel of fine mo-
lasses, and as to the widdcr-well,w with
old man Seth her cake is all dough
henceforwards and forevermore."
No Robbers o. Murde.. Greek.
A stranger travclin through the SET
Element one day last week along the
old Federal road got skeered out Of
about seven years growth and happi-
ness by Red-eyed Bill Travis down
there in Murder Creek swamp.
You see they are buildin Of q rail-
road through there and FROM the way
they laid the plans on it strikes thu
big road for some two or three hundred
yards along there in the swamp. They
have now throwed up a high bank and
put down the crossties ready for film
and finishin the railroad. The main
public wagon road had to be cut out
new and it makes q circle Of somethin
better than a mile around through the
swamp.
Red-eyed Bill Travis is what you
mought call an all-around white man,
but his eyes are forever and eternally
red SO as to make you think he has
looked too long and lovingly upon the
early runnins Of the corn. And Red
eyed Bill lives right there on the old
Federal road in sight of the Murder
Creek swamp.
When the stranger driv by Bill he
was out at the lot pushin his pillow hands
of to the field and had his six shooter
buckled on in plain sight OF anybody
Out of pure goodness and pity for the
stranger Bill stopped him and told him
he would better 60 the new cut road
around through the swamp. as they had
tore the reglar road up terrible in
buildin a railroad. The stranger made
out like he was powerful glad and
thankful, but he had .cS!s cc:rtsc"la.
notice Of Bills personal appearments
and the weapon he was wearin. So be
sriv right straight on down tbs main
road toward the swamp.
Look at that burned internal idiot,
says Bill. ''I'll bet, by gatlins. he thinks
am drunk and tried to git him to take
the new cut road around through the
swamp SO I could follow him and rot
him. I will 60 and see him safe acrost
the swamp"
With that Red-eyed Bill called for his
saddle horse and mounted and rid of
down the road. He caught up with the
stranger Jest as he driv up to where the
railroad works put in and come to .
halt.
Il have come to let you know, dad
burn you. that when told vor to take
the new cut road around through the
swamp It want in my plans to follow
you and kill you and rob you" says Bill,
which he was still red-eyed and had his
weapon on him.
The stranger he was jest as pleasant
and polite as basket Of chips to Bill
and lowed he would turn 1round and &c
back and take the new cut road.
"No, I'll be doubly dad burned il
you WILL" says Bill. "Durn your fool
pictures. I will have to learn You the
difference between q southern gentle
man and a highway robber, and ainf
got blame thing to do but stay right
Eere and make you drive on. Crack youl
whip now and drive right on acrost the
swamp"
'But how in the round created world
can I drive on over these railroad
works without q smashup?" says the
traveller.
Don't make a continental durn Bit
Of difference about that" says Bill, lay.
in his hand on the butt of his weapon
'<You drive on"
And bless your sweet soul, honey. the
stranger he driv on, whilst Red-eyed
Fill stood by TO see the show out. When
the traveller landed on the other side
his horse was goin on three legs and one
wheel of his buggy had went slap to
pieces.
"Now you can 60 your way and I will
20 mine," says Red-eyed Bill, as he
waved last farewell at the traveller, ''but
the next time you pass this way keep IL
in your remembrance that we don't
raise no highway robbers on Murder
creek"
News from the Settlement.
Everybody and everything around
Rocky Creek has been sick of and On
more or less here lately. Andy Lucas
has made out the sick list this way:
1.-The horses have got the epizootic,
the dogs have got the distemper. the
niggers have got the influenways and
the townfolks have got the grip. and we
plain country folks are havin some mos
hellatious bad colds"
RUFUS SANDERS. .
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