Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1898-09-02

know, wouldn't do it, Bill. When a
mans down lots O. fellers tries to keep
his face in the clay, but it amt Tom
Snodgrass time. Here's the
stuff, by gully!'
II took the money as bat takes a
fly, an sed, SEE 1: Tom, this thing
don't stop here. You are pullin' me
outin mighty tight place, an I'll
remember the favor while there's oil
in my lamp. No difference what you
want outin me hereafter, all yo've got
to do is to holler fer it an We git it,
'Wall, about three months arter we
got back Tom comes to me just as
the sun was squattin' down behind a
hill an sez: BILL, that ar gal O. yourn
-Sarilda Jane-she's about the incest
piece O. femernine furniture in these
ere hills, an I've decided I want to
add her to the attrackshuns O. my
brand-new log house.
"'I can't do it, To1n,' sed, the
facl1 is, the gal is about to hook up
an make team with John Stacey.
They are to trot off together next
week.
"'I can't hep that, Bill he said,
lookin' at me with an eye full of tears,
4 got my heart sot on the gal an
can't git it off. You must give her to
me at once. 1 don't want to throw up
nuthin' to you, Bill, but you know
what We sed when let We have that
50 cents
"'You shall have her. sed, decided
ly. L never go back on Teller that
pulled me outin hot water when the
skin was about to slip. Come over to-
morrer an git her.
'The gal loved Stacey, an so, when
tole her about the new arrangement,
| she filled her apron full O. tears, an
sent home Stacey's picter az banker
cher. She married Tom, poor thing.
"N[y wife soon died, an then my gal
Toms wife-mixing the grief Of her
distasteful marriage with the death
I of her mother, wilted away like cut
vine, an died herself two months later.
IL soon married again, gittin' one of
the pirtiest gals in the settlemint, be-
sides the best sang digger in the coun-
ty. l was gittin' along fine-havin' no
work to do arter gittin' such stout,
willin' gal. But Tom was still alive
and full O memory, an my paradise
soon had a flaming sword at it's gate.
He cum to me one day when l was
settin' on the field fence happily
watchin' my wife p]ow. He looked at
har :,
begun to water. He, sed: Bill, that's
a piece O. furniatuAe out thar that
would look mighty well in my empty
house. Let me have her.
Cant do it, Tom I said I'D be
all broke up without her. can't let
you have the last wife I've got
els it possible, Rill,' he began. his
lower jaw loose, an his eyes spillin'
tears. Can it be that you've forgot
my noble acl1 to you when We stood
helpless an busted in Cincinnati? Oh,
Bill! Bill! it can't be, it can't be, that
you've forgot me leltin' you have that
so cents!'
''That was fletcher, an he knowed
it would be. Wall. the upshot of it
was that we went to the old gal an
laid the case in front of her. She
kicked against the proposition at fust,
but soon gentled Off The next day
Squire Manning divorced me an her
an married her an Tom.
''But the worst has come now, stran-
ger. He come to me this morning an
demanded my prize coon dog-a dog
that cost me a barrel O. moonshine
whisky an the revolver I shot Craig
Toliver with. don't know what to do.
hate to go back on man who trot-
ted forward to- my relief in time of
need, an loaned me so cents; but, mis-
ter, arter all the Sacrifices I've made,
don't think he orter demand-I don't
see how he can have the heart to AK
me to give up the best coon dog that
ever yelped at the root of tree! Tell
me what to dol"
"Well, it seems simple enough to me;
suppose you pay him back the so cents
and get rid of him?''
A seraphic light overspread his brow
and flowed down and filled the hills
and hollows of his jagged old face.
"Wall, stranger, by goshins!' Why
didn't I think O. that before Gal
went, wife follered; all on account of
not havin' any thought or friend to
advise. but I'll not mourn now, for
with him paid up an coon dog left I
can be happy yet!"-Louisville Courier
Journal