The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1900-06-05
SHE DUMPED HIM OUT.

she'd said all she meant to. When she
got ready, she started off through the
woods an never even looked at me.
Ny rifle was out of order, an my old
dawg had run away, an so l couldn't
go strollin through the woods. l sot
down on the doahstep an smoked q
pipe or two, an as 1t was a warm day
l begun to feel sleepy. / went over
an tumbled on to the bed, an it wasn't
five minits befo' l was sound asleep.
The doah was left wide open, an bout
the last thing l heard befo' l drapped
off was the old mewl brayin In the sta
BILE. I'd bin asleep an hour when sun
thin crowded me over ag'in the wall,
an 1 woke up. l opened my eyes to
find a big bar on the bed with me.
He'd found the doah open an walked
In, an, seem me asleep, he sot out to
hev some fun. He didn't see me open
my eyes, an / took keer to shet 'em
ag'in arter one look. Befo' the Lawd,
but / was skeeredl l felt the cold
chills creepin up an down my back, an
the sweat busted out on me as If was
chopin at a big tree.
81 had found fault with the Lawd
fur not maxim bobtailed coons,' con-
tinued the old man as he reflled his
pipe, IAN a bobtailed bar had bin sent
in revenge. 1t wasn't no use to think
of jumpin up or fightin him. He had
all the advantage, an If / made him
mad he'd finish me up in mint. My
game was to play possum on him, but
l hope l shall never hev SIGH another
two hours while | live. That bar
wanted a good time. He was feelin
good natured, an he jest tried all sorts
of circus tricks with me. He'd roll me
over agin the wall with a bang, an
then after q chuckle he'd roll me back
with flop. He didn't bite at all, but
every time he put his claws on to me
they went through the cloth. | be-
lieve that varmint turned me over 90
times befo' he got little tired of 1t.
/ was playin dead all the time an
didn't know what mint he'd git mad
an set out to finish me. He finally got
thirsty an jumped off the bed an went
to the water pail on the bench an lap
ped away fur ten minits. | had my
eyes open all the time an was anxious
to git away, but l was afeared of him.
/ couldn't fight him barehanded an
stand any show.
81 Jest laid thar till the varmint had
quenched his thirst an looked around,
an then he come back ag'in. The cir
Gus was only half over. He was so
rough at times that almost yelled out
with the pain, an between the claWin
an the skeer l wasn't much better than
q dead man. The mewl smelt of par
an kept up a tremendous brayin, an
the old woman heard the noise when
she was yit a mile away. BimeDy,
when the varmint had had show
with the price of admission. he settled
down fur a rest | was then lyin with
nv face to the wall, an he planted all
four feet ag'in my back an kept up a
sort of purrin. He had me crowded
agin the cabin logs till could hardly
breathe, an | had made up my mind
that I'd never tree another coon when
the old woman got back from preachln,
rhe old mewl was kickin an brayin. IN
she seen the tracks of the bar leadin
into the cabin. She stood in the doa1
an got sight of the varmint on the bed
an she did thing which no man OF
these yere Cumberland mountings
would hev attempted. Thar was nc
gun at hand to shoot with, an her only
show was to take that bar by sur
prise. That's what she did. She tip
toed I'D to the bed an fastened her fin
gers in his fur, an, though he was 9
hefty load, she carried him to the doaf
an dumped him out. l never knoweo
she was home till she pulled the bal
away. AS l riz up the astonished var
mint was maxim fur the woods, while
the old woman hadn't even turned
pale.
Was-was it barr l asked al
she took off her sunbonnet an began Il
clatter the stove.
"'Of cose,' she keerlessly replied.
"'An what did yo' do with himT
"'Jest dumped him outdoahs. Pears
to me yo've bin hevin heaps of fun
Most of yo'r clothes hev bin clawed off
the bedqullts chawed to rags, an 20
ar blood from head to heel. Mebb'
yo' was learnin that bar a lot O.
tricksY
81 tried to git out of bed to hug he
an praise her spunk," explained Zeb t
me, "but | was so weak that l fel
! down. She never let on to mind me
an had to help myself up. Bimeby
got over to a cheer an dropped into
an asked:
"'Did yo' find the preachin, an wa
it goodY
Powerful good she answered, blu
it wasn't bout coons or bars Any
thing wantin of me befo' puts the kit
tie on?'
"I'm wantin yo' to help me docto
up bout fo' hundred scratches, an In
also wantin to be forgiven fur my re