People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1899-08-31

the seed Of restlessness had been i'm
planted on his former journey, was
anxious to be gone again; and his sto-
ries of the unrestrained life on the
border had gained him a partisan in
the person of hisother brother. With
this equal division in numbers, the
plans Ringing upon the sale of the farm
hung in the balance until Jules opposi-
ton was finally overcome by the arrival
OF letter from her Uncle Jed, who
described, in such glowing terms as biz
limited vocabulary could furnish, the
prosperity which awaited them in the
west. This letter had OPPORTUNITY
reached the cove on the day preceding
the emissary's final visit, and its urg-
ing, together with a substantial in
crease in price offered by the ambas-
sador, had procured the reluctant con-
sent OF the two obstructionists.
Having thus arrived at the threshold
of the proposed migration, the details
OF its accomplishment were arranged
in the evening of the same day, when
the family was gathered in the kitchen
OF the farmhouse. jeff and julie did
most of the talking; Jed set back in
the chimney-corner, saying little; and
Bud had taken the stock from his rife
and was swabbing the barrel in a pah
of water before the wide fireplace.
ID We low We can get ready for to
light out by to-morrer night, Jule?"
asked jeff.
"Oh, reckon So" replied his sister,
with a dissatisfied air; "y'all amt
gwine to rest now tell Yves done ton
up an gone. But how d We reckon
we-all can go in the night? They amt
no cyars a-runnin' then"
jeff. rose from his seat on the bed
and broke off a leaf from the bunch
of tobacco hanging over the fireplace.
Veal didn't low to take the cyars
at the settlement" he explained. 81
been sort o fgurin' on gettin' squar'
with that dern crowd up on the
mounting fore veal done lef' Tennes.
see for good, an faint gwine be
healthy for none O. veal to be seen
round here afterwards. Come to think
OF it, though, they amt no use O maxim
you ride over the mounting in the
night; We can go jest as well the mex
day an wait for veal at McNairville."
What on top O. the yeth does y'-all
want to start from MEANWHILE for?"
she asked, in surprise.
Cause the cyars done leave thar
bout three o'clock in the mo'nin', an
VEAL can get th'oo yere an make hit
'crost the mounting fore that time"
AN We was 'lowin' to do that to-mor-
rer night?"
NO; that d be too soon for what
Yves a-figurin' on; to-morrer's Thurs
day-ye can take the mar an ride over
Friday, an veal II jine We Friday
night. How'll that thar do?"
"Oh, reckon 1 can go one times well
as another. What did y'-all do with
the city Teller las night?"
Bud chuckled. Scared him plum to
death an drapped him in the hole in
'Possum holler."
Didn't tote him up nothin' to eat,
did YEP"
mo. Lowed to let him go hongry
for a spell, so t he could sort O. see what
hit was like"
What y'-all gwine do with him?" |
asked Jed, speaking for the first time. |
Reckon Wen turn him loose after |
he's done scared up enough to min his
own business" responded JEFF, leisure
ly filling his pipe with the crushed leaf |
Of tobacco. "'Tain't gwine hurt him
none to stay thar day or So"
julie went to the cupboard in the cor
ner, and few minutes later left the
room. Jed broke the silence which fol-
lowed her departure. 81 done heard
that Tom Ludlow d put a gang to work.
in in the McNabb ag'in today" he
said.
81 know hit" replied jeff. "We-all
II give 'em s'prisa party bout to-mor-
rer night. Ireckon they'll keep gyard
up thar but that amt gwine do no
good"
Bud shook his head. NO, they-all
don't know nothin' about the crevice.
Wonder if the city fcller can hear 'em
a-workin'?"
Il reckon So" replied jeff. "AIos'
likely he's been a-holerin' the top O.
his haid off all day, a-tryin' to make
out to raise somebody. l believe he
was bout the worst scarcd-up feller
| ever did see"
Bud laughed. "He shore was. He
trem'led jest like a gal when l was a
tyin' his arms
JEFF tilted his chair against the wall
and smoked meditatively until his pine
went out. "D'ye know, Buddy, l cayn't
get shet o the idee that I've done see
that thar teller afore"-he knocked
The ashes out of the pipe and dropped
It into his pocket-"an' jest cayn't
rlclict whar-By Hick'ry! l do ric'-
bet, now!" The speaker brought his
chair down with crash, and the Others
looked up with establishment at his sud.
den exclamation.
"Whar was hit, Jeff?" asked Bud.
Hit was down at Waco; that's whar
hit was"-he got up and paced the floor
carbohydrates jest whar hit was. I
done told you all bout that thar ruction