Iron County register., 1898-12-22

shot from the scoop OF the scales into
one of the conical packages that our
shot used to be done up in by storekeep-
ers before the era of paper bags.
"WeT, no, not exactly hunting" an
swered with the view to the possible
need of excuses for an empty bag. I'm
going over to Bradley's to spend Christ
mas, and didn't know but might see
n partridge" 1t would have been "stuck
up" to call our best game bird part
nized it under the name Of 'ruffed
grouse"
'sYou hain't goin' to hoof it over the
maountain?" he asked, with the end of
the string between his teeth as he
wound the package with a frugal al
lowance of packthread. 1 nodded an
affirmation while silently admired his
thrifty habit of putting the few spilled
pellets into the box of unsold shot.
''Wal, then, ye'd better let me put
ye up paound or two o. buckshot."
''No, sir," said, in tone expressive
of reproof for the suggestion. I've no
use for buckshot this time of year. ~
for the close time for deer began with
the month.
''Of course not, but you'd want some
thing bigger'n number skies if the
wolves got after ye," said Hiram. max
ing a persuasive dip into the box of
buckshot.
Wolves" said /, contemptuously;
''why, there hain't been a wolf around
here for 20 years"
''Wal, there is, naoN, a pack o. seven,
anyway, an mebby more. Why, hain't
you heard? Amos Barker seen 'em
full tilt after a deer an counted 'em,
seven of 'em. His man at was helpin'
of him on his coalin' job said there was
13, but Amos reckoned he see double
or caounted some of 'em twice, an
there's lots o folks at s heard 'em.
There's wolves ha'ntin' the maountain,
you may depend. Better le' me weigh
you about a couple o. paound."
"No, guess it won't pay to carry any
extra weight on that chance" said,
admiring the storekeeper's cunning at
tempt to sell me something 1 did not
want. But you may put up that small
doll and that Jaek-in-the-box for me.
They're light and they'll tickle Billy's
two little shavers. Then put up half
dozen crackers and bit of cheese for
lunch, fill my tobacco box, and let me
have an extra pipe, and I'll be of. L
want to make the trip by daylight"
'T hope ye will. l rally do. wouldn't
want to have you get ketched in the
dark on the maountain. So you're goin'
right over to Bradlsy's, be YEP" he con-
tinued, as he shufded about behind the
counter to put up the articles for me,
and then began rummaging in drawer
of odds and ends. "Now, wonder il
uwouldn't jest as lives take him pair
o. bullet molds at Aaron Clark left here
for him, last spring, i guess it was.
Hiram found the molds after a short
search, and. slipping them into my
pocket with the other articles, re-
tired to nay bachelor quarters over Miss
Oiantha Gridley's tailor shop, where,
sster transferring the shot to a spring
top pouch, und HikxG my flask with
bitter powder than Hiram sold, and -x-
changing my leather boots for a pair
of sheepslLin boots tanned with the
wool ON. which were then the most APP,
ppoyed winter footgear, with my double
gun dn my shoulder to tighten my
steps. 1set forth on the ten-mile tramp,
Crossing the little river that turned
the mills and forge of our village, and
solsosins the road az tar a. 1t ran in