The Savannah morning news., 1900-06-10

but rousta bouts and chronic loungers.
Harwood made up his mind that there was
some hilch-his letter of announcement
had possibly miscarried, so he walked up
to an old riverman in the freight house
and said:
Il believe I am to board with family
here named Potter. DO you know of any
such people?"
Know EN-! Why. sonny. they amt
man, woman ner child-dOg gone it, even
er onerey yaller purp ner scIsely er flea
on that purp-livin' in these paris thar I
don't know! You bet l know em-hu.l
family, includin' the cat-ole chap, with
bles on his nose-nice ole gal fer his mis-
sus-son, the golalfernalest cuss in seven
teen states, Ter sell planners an origins
an the sons wife, Annie, who is jest er
great big hunk of the salt O the earth.
Say, what dye want with EN-? Be We
one O Them drummer chaps tryin' ter sell
Pot some more gOOdS?"
Harwcod shock his head. GIVE come to
spend the summer here" he said. Il
shall take my m ais with the Potters, and
live at the TarSorage."
why. It's shet up! Dickson's gone ter
New York ter have some big doctor cut
him open an right him up inside" the
river man said
Il did hear thar was a-say, young fell
low! you amt the new preacher that's
c min'?"
Il am going to try and preach" Har-
wood said. modestly. MY name is Har-
wood
Brother Harwoodw faltered the river
man, 'lemme beg yer pardon the durnd-
est worst way! l had no idee-you don't
look like a parson. you don't dress like
a parson. you didn't let on We wus par
son-how in tunket was fellow to know?
l hope yen fergit / called We sonny-if
ye will by grab, we can lex me eff l
don't come to church.-not next Sunday
but some time beflre we go
That's bargain" Harwood said shak-
ing hands before he made his way to
breakfast at the hotel
Upon his second Monday morning in
Galia City HarWood str-l cd down to Ste
venson Potters music store. Stevenson he
had found fine fellow, although every
body but his own family did call him Pot
Pot, on his part, had at first been doubt
ful of the young preacher just out OF
seminary. but after a little had said or
him to friend:
Our parscn is all Iight-from the
ground up; not one of those whitechokered
tellcws who go around wi n faces as
long as snail-track-as if they had given
up the wo Id. the FISH, and the devil. and
We're almighty sorry they d 10. Har-
wood is none of that sort. He's a man
first, and a minister afterward.'
As Harwood stepped inside the music
store a strong voice called across the
street:
Hey. there, Pot"
Coming. Colonel" Potter answered,
picking his way across the newly sprinI-
l d street TO a big cr1ckery store opposite.
A muscular young fellow leaned against
the door jamb:
Here's the devil to ray and no pitch
holland mighty far to water he said.
"Centerpcrt has challenged us 70 play EN-
saturday-and Tom Jordan is off on big,
Dig bat. You know, there amt another
man in the whole darn town that can
Fitch a ball wi hin four feat Of the plate.
Centerport knows it, too-thats just why
they've run this challenge on u.s."
Round up, Tom. He can get in shape
Potter said confidently. Colonel snorted:
Round nothin'l Toms holy terror,
when he's on spree-besides he's gone,
Maybe the Lord knows whore he isl
don't for sure It the very cussedast
luck-Td rather lose a hundred dollars
than have til m fellows come and wallop
us-and we've got TO pay emf we re-
fuse they'll crow over it forever and the
day after"
Great mud" said Potter-he never
said anyth ne stronger-"that mustn't hap
pen. Can't we imp ri a pitcher? What's
the matter with stevens Of the River
SIDES? He's a bir1-.no mis- axe"
Colonel shook his head Never do IN
the world" he said 'Twouidn't be \
square deal, for one thing; for another,
they'd be sure 10 get on. 10 i,-and then
-
well, we've 20 TO accept the chal-
lenge." Fot er sa d. do T. right away
and throw in big bluff. Toll EN- we've
got a new pitcher that wi take all the
kinks our OF EN- Then we must rustic
for pitcher-we've got tc-thaCs ALL"
Lord p t. It makes me sick abed,
thinkln' OF lhs luck Of those Centerport