The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1897-12-02

seen her %a-steppin' along th'oo' the
~fePy-san"1 thot how Fd~like ter hey
one han'le while shed hev the other,
an we'd go trampin' along life's fur
row together.
The whole thing came to a pint at
a spellin' bee up to Swampy Holler
school," continued the Patriarch, I'M
mindful CT the interruption. Becky
Stump was there an looked unusual
pretty, fer 1t was cold. outside an the
wind had made. her face all red on
the drive ove from home. Sine was
there, too, logged out in store clothes.
1T didn't take me five minutes to
see tibet Slime Cruller was tryin' to
show off afere Becky Stump; was try
ing to prove to her that he was a
smarter lad than me-
When intermission come Sine he
gifts off in one. Corner an begins blow
In to~a. lot of the boys. l heard him
taikin' loud about me, SO 1 steps over.
He sayd 1t was all a mistake; that he
could beat me at anything-spellin',
wfastfin,' or fishin'.. He was. shown
off agin, for he talked loud like Becky
Stump could hear, an / makes up me
mind l wouldn't stand his BLOWN.
See here, Slime Cruller,' I sails, sails
~. you uns is nawthin' but a blow
horn sails. You claims you kin.
wrastle. Why, I kin th'ow you in less
time an 1t takes to. tell 1t, an IL you
step outside I'll prove me words
"'You th'ow mep he sails. Then he
begin to laugh7 like he'd die at the
VERY idee.
with that we went outside, foller-
ed by the rest OF the boys. They was
a quarter moon overhead, an the girls
put two candles in the schoolhouse
winder, SO with the snow we could see
pretty we'll.
eat 1t we went. Boys, you otter "a
ben there! You otter "a seen it!
That was wrastlin'! When Slime an
me clinched l ketched him 'roun' the
waist with me right arm an gifts
hold of the strap of his right boot
with the foreinger of me left hand.
He gifts his left arm aroun' my neck
an down my back somehow, an with
his right hand tears the buttons off
me coat an grabs me in the arm
hole CT ME waist-coat. Over we goes,
like two dogs, snarlin' an snappin',
while the boys in a ring aroun' us
cheered an the girls crowdin' the
schoolhouse porch trembled an
screamed with fright. We twisted. we
turned, we rolled over an over tell
we looked like Twin ,snowballs. Slime
got off the boot I'd a holt, on, an
gives me a sudden turn tibet almost
sent me on me back. But I was quick.
Mighty souls, but l was quick! l ups
with me foot IN landed me heel right
on his chist an he went flynn ten
feet inter a snow bank, keryin,. me
coat-sleeve with him. He was lookin'
up at the moon when I run up to him,
N I'd "a he'd him down, but he turn
ed over.
But I was quick. Mighty souls, but
l was quick! / KEEP me feet an gifts
one han inter his waistcoat pocket an
hung to MIN. Whenever you wrastles
git your man by the bootstrap or the
pocket, an you has the best they is.
Eff | hedn't "a done tibet, I might not
"a ben here today. But l done it, an,
fer a full hour me an Slime Cruller
rolled rcun', even matched. Time
an agin / got sight of Becky Stump
standin' on the porch, her hands
grfpped together, her face pale, her
eyes almost poppin' outen her head,
she was watchin' us sc hard, an the
very sight of her urged me on to- in
human. efforts. 1t seemed. to. have. the
anne effect on Slime. The blood be-
gin. to run outen both me nose-holes
an yit l KEEP; at it. Me heart beat so
hard it made me buttons rattle. Still
/ KEEP at it. Sine was. so hot it was
fer me jest like wrastlin' with a stove,
an still we KEEP at it. Then all of a
sudden-ir vas two hours after he'd
fust clinched-everything seemed to
swim-I couldn't feel no earth beneath
i only know,d that 1 was still hold
in on to Sime-then l know'd naw-
thin.
when l anne to I ~waslayin' be the
~schcolhouse stove. an Becky Stump
was leaning over me rubin a snow
ball, ~acrosst. me forehead. The other
folks was standin' back like, fer they
seemed to think tibet after SIGH an ex-
hibition it was settled an they didn't
want to disturb US.
Becky l whispers, did l win"
"'You did, she sais. You both
tainted ct oncet, but you tainted on
top a. NJ ' = ~ d '7'
"'An' now, I s'pose you'll hev me-
/ sails, fer it seemed. like there was
somethin' in her eyes tibet kinder
urged me on.
"She was quiet a pice, an then she
leans down. an answers: DO you think
I wants to marry a sfen'2 No, sir, I'll
merry no man, / can't licksf" y"
"Well2"", cried -the7 Loafer, ,,-
:"ttWelle" retorted the old man..
add She ever fnerry%"
The Patriarch shook his head.
go look at the grave stun" he
said, "an on it you'll see wrote: ERE
lies Becky Stump. Her peaeefulssoul's
at rest" ;
A Story of John Bright.
The Lord Primate of Ireland writes: