Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1898-10-06


ling them to staraben, to prison, with
ucvcr q thought for their children?
Here's the mush with the dud.
A prison attendant brought in light
Its closing time. You can't stay
much longer, he said. Then, locking
the door upon US, he continued his
rounds.
| tanned again to the gypsy.
"You must tell me what has hap
pcncd, dye, or can do nothing for you.
1t is growing late"
Il will tell you, young man. lis
growing late of truth. can feel tho
night coming on dark over my heart, for
my chauvics are all alone in the van
across the doyav, the river, and they
are young children. They do not know
where their mother is. They are wait
ing Tor her to come home with their
supper But she cannot come"
Are they all alone, dye;"
"All alone with tho horses. The dog
was killed the last fortnight. la, he
took up some meat n farming mush
threw him with some poison upon it.
The pitiful GORGEOUS. They loves moth
ing the poor person has.
when the yellow light fades my
chauvies will sit in the tan waiting for
me, but l will not come. j will not, for
the GORGEOUS are slow to open the doors
of their prisons.
~ will tell you, then, quickly, how
it befcll My rom, Mushie Hearnc,
shipped to California in the spring to
bring some vans back which his brother
left him by will. Coming overland i,
slow travelling. It's some time before
expects him. Now l travels with some
of my people; also travels alone. y.
you may know, it is not easy for mo Il
cook the dinner, to care for the horses
to mind the chauvies, dukker and all
Many's the day it is little have to pat
in the kettle, or to fry in the pan-aye,
many's the day have but crust fol
my mouth. But the chauvies are fet
and asks no more. Now come to thi.
gav the curse of the beng be upon i,
and upon me for pitching my tent with
i'll sound of its church bells. Here do
como to pen dukkerin. Here do find {
foolish old gentle who asks me il hi.
son has not robbed him.
knowing it is the way of the Cor
gious for the son to rob father, father I,
rob son, l answers that no doubt h,
has Thereon | takes some of the youn,
mans hair which the father brings me
few threads, aud lays them between
the leaves of certain book which il
mino, and l says an incarnation, boil
ing my kettle, walking backward to tn,
water, washing my hands behind III,
back, having nothing better to do, 70
which silly dealings and the like HI
gives me III ILLS i'll vonger, which i
none too much to pay me for being
fool.
Tho next day do the same and tn
next. For each gets the same luvver
nor would you do it for less If tn
mush would make me u fool, he mus
pay. Now, on the fourth day tells hin
for sure that his son is thief, that h,
has taken his money. What does TIN
old man do then but ask me to COM
with him into the CAV that 1 may shov
him where it is hidden ! makes IN,
excuse, saying have my other engage
ments, but he will have it that 20
So jaws with him, meaning to Civ
him the slip, for l likes not his way
Once we gets into the CAV I suspect
something wrong by the look in his ey
as well as by his laying his hand ON N,
arm. Seeing a muskro coming towar
us, thinks it is time am Jawing $
] shakes off his hand and hurries ava
down lane lords the fields. Now
what should the fool do but set up
great cry and start after me as fast II
he can. waits for no more but beini
good runner i mends me my pace
leading him q pretty chase on down tn
lane. Ha, nov come the little boys an,
the dogs after me with the mush an,
the muskro yelling behind and the field
and the woods getting nearer and nearer
Dawdyl Then catches my foot IN
rent in my CAD, and falls fiat in
heap in the gutter, with crowd com
ing mp all about me, the little boy
pulling my eases, my dress, while tn
juckies snap at my feet Then runs N
my pretty old GORGEOUS, all out of breath
and when he can speak he calls me
thief for taking his money-ha-an and
mischief maker for setting him agains
his son. What then does the muskro
What indeed does the muskro but tax