The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-05-21

youngest lost no time in questioning
the negro.
Uncle Fountain he said on the first
occasion that presented itself, they
say there's going to be big fox hunt
here Christmas week.
Il here UNI sesso," replied Fountain.
| We'll, let UNI hunt eff dey will; done
| had my day at dat, L speck. Dey use
, ter hunt fun here a right smart; an
when dey got in de notion, nobody
couldn't do nothin' fer UNI but Foun-
tain. 'Twuz Fountain here and
! Fountain dar, twel some ere de quail
lty, new ter de place, would up an AK
eff all de niggers on de plantation is
name Fountain. Yes-yes, subj see
myself now havin' de mommock made
fer de dogs, cornmeal stewed thick,
wild han'ful er cracklin's flung in;
an den de mex mornin' TO de day. de
cry would be fer Fountain; an nothin'
mus do but Fountain mus straddle
mule-of Puss, de pacin' mule-an'
go long wild UNI. 1 had Inns in dem
days, an lungs, eff you'll believe me.
Yes-yeS, subj wuz soople FUN de
word So-work all day, an frolic all
night"
Oats So" said Big Sal, lifting her
sad face and looking at the children.
L member one time" Fountain con-
tinued, dat 1 went long fer ter look
after de little Marster''- He paused
and began to pick at a patched place
on his knee. and Big Sal drew a long
breath. Now, dar wuz a chap fer
YOU! he exclaimed. enthusiastically.
''Dey say he died kaze he wuz puny.
but don't you b'lieve it; he died kaze
his heart an his head wuz too big.
Dey tuck in all dat he yever seed. er
heard, er dre'mpt bout. No human
bein could go thoo life wild kinder
head an heart; it's agin' natur'."
Oats de Lords truf." cried Big
The children knew, of course that
the reference was to little Crochet.
dead long ago. and SO they sat silent
and thoughtful.
"Yes-yes. subj member de time
des ez we'll es eff 'twUz yistiddy, maybe
better, We put out, we did, bout
light; an TO we went a mile up
jumped a gray-de reds hadn't come in
den-an' here dey had it 'roun' an
roun, same ez chasin' a rabbit 1 wuz
ter take keer err de little Marster, but
bless yo' souli he amt gi' me time ter
do dat / alters shill b'lieye dat him
an dat gray pony had some deep pard-
nership vii one anudder, bekaze eff it
hadn't been fer dat, de little Marster
would "a been drug out de saddle
whilst dey runnin' thro' de scrub pines
an de black jacks. Dey went skeetin'
here an dar, an when de dogs ketched.
dar wuz de little Marster. an de pony.
right in 'mongst UNI. Hits so, ez sho'
ez I'm a-sittin' here
Part VII.
Fountain paused and sighed. then he
went on: Il speck my blood IL be het
up eff 1 hear de horn a-blowin' and de
dogs a-yelpin, but I'm lots too old fer
dem kinder doin's. Let UNI call on
Johnny Bapter. He may not be so
mighty KNOWN, but he's young and
soople. But in times now gone. mo-
SpeShually when de reds come in an
drive de grays out, know'd de feedin'
groun'. an de promenade of all de
foxes fun here ter de river-eve'y one
un UNI. An mo- dan dat, 1 know whar
one oil red stays right now He's ez
blk eX cur dug. Folks tried der level
bes' fer ter ketch dat OF fox TO de
war. Dey brung dogs here frum away
off yam. but he des played wild UNI.
he kin tell houn' fun a house dog by
de bark, an time he hear one after
midnight, he done gone-he done up an
CINE! He got white patch 'twixt his
eyes an on count er dat, dey call i'm
Scour-Face."
''Scar-Face," Buster John corrected.
why, he's the fox they are going to
catchi''
Fountain laughed softly. ooh, dey
er gwine ter ketch i'm? Well, after
he's cotch. 1 hope deyll show i'm ter
me. Scour-F Face, er Scyer-Face, l wan
ter see what dat white mark is 'twixt
his eyes,
''They are going to bring Birdsong
dogs" explained Buster John.