The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1900-01-03
RLS LUCKY ESCAPE.
Many Place the Outraged Populaee
Would Have Strung Him Up With
ont Any Question.

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SAY. listen. an see Il ever YOU heard
the likes before says the Chicago Re-
cord. ut wuz in october-a year ago
last October. I had walked from Louey-
ville over to Terry Hut with Niger
that played the mouth harp. We hid in
the yards at Terry Hut an got into an
empty stock that we thought was
headed for DanvIlle, Some time In the
night a brakeman seen Us and fred US
out. I'd been asleep, an the lirst thing
/ remember was faIlin' out o the car
an, llghtln' hard, with the coon comm
after me. We didn't know where we
wuz, but could make out a slde-track
an chute for loadin' hogs. About a
mile on we could see some lights an
we judged we wus near purity good
sized town. Me and the coon started to
walk toward the town an then ] stop
ped him and says: Here, II we 90 to
drlllin around town at this time o
night an one o. them coppers gets u
peek at us, he'll shoot US frst and
then ask US our names afterward. Let's
crawl in gomewheres an sleep
till mornln' an then we'll go
in town an try to round
up a hnnd-out. Wei, Just us wuz
sayin' this, we happened to be walkin
along past tall fence. looked
through the cracks an could see one or
two lights quite a distance off, an
right near us was long bulldin' that
looked something like barn, II wuz
gettln chilly. and / said to this partner
Of mine: Coon. gi' me boost over
this fence an l think we can find a
warm place here. So we skinned over
the fence an come to this bulldin'. 1t
wuz big and still thought It wuz a
barn. We walked around, lookin for a
door or window. so't we could crawl in.
At last this partner of mine-hls name
'uE JEFF, and I'll kill him II / ever lay
eyes on him again-Jeff found little
door that wusn't locked. an we went
ill.,. feelln our way along. thlnkln you
know, that. we might find some hay or
straw to sleep on. Purity soon JEFF fell
over somethin' an landed on top Of
him. We felt aroun an discovered that
we'd run into a lot o watermelons
layln' on the floor. s'pose the coon
was sorry to meet them melons, wusn't
he? The frst thing l knew he split
one Of EN- open, an could hear him
ehompin in the dark. Well. 1 got up
an felt my way along an purity soon
reached out, an what do s'pose took
hold of there III the pitch dark? A
plate with about dozen biscuits on It.
Now, amt no crook an never broke
into house to steal anything, but I'll
leave this to you. u you hadn't had
anything TO eat for eighteen hours an
should Happen to crawl into a barn at
night an reach out into the dark an
find dozen light biscuits, would you
eat 'em or throw EN- away?9
ira probably eat EN-" was the re-
ply
That's what done. except what ]
give to Jeff. He found match in his
cloze an struck II, an we saw in front
Of US wooden shelf covered with pies
an cakes an all kinds o cooked stun.
The match only burned for minute,
hut we made out that much. Jeff found
plate o. butter, an amt tasted any.
thing like II since l ran away from
home in Lowell thirty years ago Then
left broke a cake In two an give me
half OF II. 1t wuz kind o. dry eatin',
but we nut lots OF butter on It. 4
s'pose ought 10 have stopped an re-
membered that all this provender be-
ionRed TO somebody, but wuE 30
blamed hungry / didn't walt to think Of
nothIn, An must say never seen
anybody. eat the way that coon did. I
didn't exactly see him eat, neither, hut
could hear him all right. After he ct
all the cakes an pies an biscuits he
could lay his hands on, he went back
to watermelon, an could hear him
sloshln' an gulpjn' there in the dark.
started 10 feel around for a soft place
10 law down, an whit do YOU GUEST
run into LOT Of bed .cloze strung ON
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