Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1900-06-23

kC IL d., Ia t,Np lLOG"S, a&I lie new
W moved. Then flung a stone al
N, and he woke up and growled till
had chill.
"Mehbe You say orter hev taken
comfort in that cave bat when found
he afternoon wearin away and the
oar hangin on vas mighty miserable
over it, The bars Of Tennessee owed
ne 4 powerful grudge fur the way
lad slaughtered them, and who was
10 tell what this critter proposed to do!
lie could f>lish me off any time he
wanted to, but he 'peared to be playin
another game. Bimeby it come dark.
at he didn't move. l was hungry and
.Iirsty, and | knOWeQ the old woman
,-oUld pe Worryin, even though she
t,.aS mad. The bar didn't move off,
l0WeFer. and at last l softly crept as
>Ir away as l could and went to sleep,
dent reckon he come nigh me dUrin
die night, but he might hev slipped
away fur food or drink, He was thai
~ right when daylight broke, and
1hen l was so mad and hungry that
Goa desperate. With the rifle bar'l III
AZ hands | advanced to the mouth OF
he cave and yelled fur him to come in
and hev it out With me. He wouldn't
Do it. He growled and reared and
Cjawed, but he wouldn't come in. 1t
;rtas narreg place to git out, and he
>lad all the advantage. l yelled and
NhoOped and flung stones and called
nim names, but he let me tire myself
out Noon come, and he was still thar
[ had another row with him, and il
he'd bin a proper bar he'd hev come
in and showed his grit, but he rstaid
outside and growled. N
IT looked fur the old woman all that
afternoon, but she didn't come. l had
an old shotgun in the house, and
knowed that if she come she'd load it
with buckshat and bring it along. If
the bar waited fur her, he was a gon-
er. Night come along ag'in, and was
b'ilin over with madness and ready to
eat nails from hunger. The only thing
1 could do was to sleep, but it was a
nightmare all through the long dark
hours. I kin tell yo' I was mighty
glad to see the daylight ag'in. went
to look fur the bar, and he was in the
same old place and as cheerful as ever.
We had a jaw, but he wouldn't fight.
I made up my mind to wait about two
hours and then kill or be killed, but l
was cut OF the cave before that time.
The old woman had come huntin fur
me, and she got clus up to that bar
and fired a handful of buckshot into
him befo' he k9owed what was up. AS
I crawled out Of the cave she looked at
me fur a mint and then keerlessly said:
'Peafs to me I've seen yo' befo'.
Are yo'r name Zeb WhiteY
""That's IT. says I.
"tGinera1ly spoken of as the possum
hunter of Tennessee?
eyes
"'Man what has vishuns Of coons
and possums in a cave?
"I thought it was a vishun.'
eyes, know, but it was mighty
singular that when yo' was hevin a Vi
shun of coons and the possums yo'
1idn't see nuthin Of the bar. Zeb |
White, yo' come long home and go to
work on that cabin roof and let vi
shuns and dreams go to pot
81 was glad huff to do so," explained
he old man, with a sorrowful smile.
4 tagged along behind her till we
eached home, expectin she would hev
no. to say, but she was mighty good
bout it. She cooked me the biggest
neal had ever eat, and she let me go
0 bed and sleep fur 20 hours, and all
he said was:
'Zeb, yere's nails and hammer and
cards, and now yo' hev vishun bout
saks liz the roof Of this cabin"
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