Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-09-09

Noel. as she slipped her coffee.-Brookiyn
Eagle. = H'Se SpS
HOW SANS AARON WON LILY.
Lily had declared UP and down,
as many times as she had fingers and
| toes" said the man from the Knob
country, that she wouldn't marry
young Jonas, an Uncle Eb, her pap,
had declared up an down, jest as many
| times, that she would, an her mother,
| Aunt Sabra, had rather made up her
mind, too, that she guessed Lily was
goin' to mind her pap. Jest how it
| all would a-come out if Uncle Eb
hadn't come in that day, all down in
the dumps, nobody won't never know.
| lie come in all down in the dumps an
! throwed himself into a chair with a
groan that made Aunt Sabra drop her
rollin' pin an fetched Lily up from
the washtub all standin'. Aunt Sabra
give one look at Uncle Eb and begun
! to heller.
"'You needn't tell me, Ebenezer.
she blubbered I know what it is by
jest lookin' at yer face. The brindle
heifer Is dead!'
"'No, mother says Uncle Eb, groan-
in an shakin' his head. THE brindle
heifer amt dead. It's wuss than that
the matter. The bear trap is LOST
Aunt sabra quit her blubberin'
| when she found that the heifer want
dead, an she says to Uncle Eb, sooth-
in like:
81 wouldn't worrit so jest over that,
father says she. There's more bear
traps to be had.
mot like that un, by oats!' says
Uncle Eb. There want never setch
a bear trap as that! And now it's lost.
An it had the $40 bear in it, too! he
says, groanin' wusn ever.
:" Then why in under the canopy
don't you foller the trail an git your
trap back, an the bear. too, like you've
done fifty times before? says Lily,
sort O. losin' patience.
'Foller the trail!' says Uncle Eb.
whackin' his fist on his knee Why,
consarn it, the trail leads plumb into
the dep's O. Big Tamarack Swamp, by
cats! where no mortal man hain't
never set foot, neither till Gabrill
blows his horn.' says he
Uncle Eb sot great store by that
bear trap. There want no setch trap
! in the hull Knob country, where bear
traps was needed in them days more
than plows was, an the settlers had all
cast longin' eyes onto it. Sam, the
blacksmith over to the Eddy settle
ment, hammered out that trap an sot
it together Grips see it fust, an of
course wanted to git it. Sam told him
it was IS. Grips said it was cheap
enough, an that he'd take it an fetch
over the money fer it next week. Sam
said he wouldn't put him to that
trouble.
LTD be easier on you to leave the
SIS now, says Sam, SOS you won't
have to take the extry trip fetchin' it
over. says he.
But Grips didn't leave the IS, an
the trap was there when Uncle Eb hap
pened along that way, seen it. got his
heart sot on it, traded Sam a load o.
pine logs worth easy 500 fer it, an
hauled it home. Grips, when he
heerd O. this. took grudge ag'in Uncle
Eb to wunst, an held it ag'in him,
swearing that setch undetermined do
ms as that of Uncle EDS in gittin the
trap away from him was enough to
drive honest folks outer the district
Seems as if that bear trap sort o.
got to be part o Uncle Eb. he sot setch
store by it.
Why he use to say. I could bet
ter afford to lose my hull durn clear
in than that bear trap.
"The way it did ketch bears was a
caution, an no mistake. Then the big
an cunnin' bear that folks talks about
yit come into the Knob country an
sot all the trappers an hunters to
guessfn They'd all had try fer him
an failed to circumvent him. excep;
Uncle Eb, an before Uncle Eb had
started on the warpath fer him the Of
fer had gone out from the Eddy that
$40 would be paid fer jest the pelt O.
that bear alone. Uncle Eb went to
scoutin', an he found the bear had
gone Into Big Tamarack swamp. So