The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-10-08

Imply cattle pen we'd TUX possession
of. Whose twas we didn't know. The
maarnin' mother died I come to me
sinses enough to hear woman's voice
outside, an she upbraidin' some ma
ours an tellin' thin to come in an
care for us. She thrittened if they
didn't she'd come hersilf. She wud-
dent stan by an see human bein's die
widout care.
THAT lady was Mrs Judge Fisher,
an I've the diviI a bit av a doubt
twas yere mother. She didn't ask the
nagurs that niver'd had it, The nagurs
that had was that feard of it that they
wuddent come till she made 'em. Two
aunties finally did come an twas thin
careless craturs TUX the disase in their
cloes to yere Fathers house. Yere
mother died foorst. Yere feather stood
by her, an he wint mkt, and thin half
the neighborhood had it an died. My
faather staid an noorsed the sick
afther he got able, as long as he was
naded, an thin he TUX me an him
narth to Pinnsylvany. I've heerd him
tell, time an agin of yere Aunt Sally.
She had more sinse than all the rist.
She was not there, foorst along, but
whin she did come, she organized
things in a hurry. She'd reminder the
ovid man, anyhow, an he's the
roosther We want to take down there
wild We. Yeve no made to go spookin'
round ole Hans Diehl's shanty fer yere
proof Jist lave this crather here to
shift fer himself, go change yere
clothin', take dip in the lake an come
long O. me an the Kernils min"
1.-THE ColonePs men, Tim? Are you
with a party?"
"Shure! Kernf Gansevoorst an a
hundred min air DOVER feminist that hill
to the narth. We lift Chinisee, the
goth, 10 days back, an We're goin' on
down below ovid Foort Schuyler to
pick up some supplies lift there lasht
spring
But, Tim, I can't leave this poor
wretch, and I won't"
"Oh! The divil fly away wild yer nom
sinse Pfwhat good is ovid DiehPs
spawn to dacint spsiety anyhow? Ye
do be compromisin' yeresilf livery min
ute We stay wild him. If he hadn't that
disase, faith I'd take the divil down to
ovid Schoharie an hang him.
mo you wouldn't do any such thing.
He's got my word and I'll see him on
his feet again"
At these words Tim grew so angry
that he jumped clear from the ground.
bad cess to yere Dutch pighidedness!
Go jump in the lake an drown yeresilf,
We fool. Gimme amy more such talk
as that an"
Here 1 caught him by the neck as
was my custom, and shook him into
silence. "See here, Tim! You know
me and you know what I'll do in this
case. if you'll only stop to think. No
matter If I never see home nor friends
again. no matter if remain Dutch in
your estimation"
''Whisht! Be the powers! But for
got somethin' I've a letther from your
CURL. Kim in the day we lift the army.
His reverence want there. No more
ware We. Some swore We was did,
which 1 thot mesilf, but as nanny thot
We might break away or git yere free
dom somehow, an so, as l was a goin'
back to Schoharie they give me the
letther. Here it is an it's from that
same gal we're so swate on, or me
names not Timothy" Wriggling from
nv grasp, Tim reached into an inner
pocket of his frock and produced 1t.
He had delicacy enough to walk off a
distance while I opened and read It
Even to this day 1 cannot think OF
that letter without a feeling such as
men have when they think Of some
great danger of their lives Had II
been different 1 know not what might
have happened to me. am not sure
but that l should have stopped in the
backwoods and remained what was
fast becoming again and had at one