The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1901-10-03

IeFmOTry IS ounuay, an the new
preacher is to preach at High Point,
an the Teller that gifts his light put out
will have a glorious big funeral"
g" kin jist see Tillie, her bootiful
face, like er dew-wet rose, hanging
over me right now"
Hush! Go ter DRAWN a picter like
that, an I'll commit suicide to git to
be the one to git hung over"
The two men laughed merrily, while
at the same time they were unjointing
the pops" casting out old hulls and
putting new cartridges into the CYL
inders..
How far off had we better get?"
asked George.
ooh, we-e-ll, say-well-one hundred
yards-and step forward ten steps at
each fire.
in in that buggy?"
burned eff l don't believe it's Bill
Tom Branner an Tillie."
That's jest who they is, by gum!"
An old topless buggy, drawn by u
thin, bay horse ratified up. The occu-
pants, coming opposite, inclined their
heads gently, smiled pleasantly and
passed on, a foam of dust rising in
their wake.
"She smiled at me, George"
"She smiled at me, Bill"
"Say, Bill" laughed George. would
MT it be a good 'un on US if Tillie loved
that dog drafted rascal with her bet
ter than she do either of us?"
"Huh! An him with nuthin' but an
edication, an not a boss to his name!
That's bout as redickilus as one of
us bein' loved by a presidents darter."
"Oh, / wuz jest funning, of co'De, but,
come to think, I've hearn O. things
Jest as unreasonable. Ye see, Tillie
has been down to the Bluegrass goin'
to school for a year or so, an thar's
no tellin' what SIGH fool doin's as that
will lead a gal to. They are curious
critters at the best-gals is. Why, l
hearn of a gal once that refused to
marry Jesse Underwood, the best pistol
shot our Kaintuck hills ever had. Well,
sub, she KEEP on an on actin the fool
till she finally married some poor
lawyer thet neve amounted to nuthin'
ceptin' sumthin' like circuit judge, or
some foolishness like that. Tell ye,
gals is curios."
"Yas, that's so; but we amt no more
time for foolin'. Let's step off,
The men stepped out, took places
and confronted each other. They were
to count three in concert, then fire.
zone, two. three!"
"Spang!"
A ball passed through a lock of hair
above Bills left ear. He hadn't fired,
and for good reason. When he went
to cock his revolver the main spring
had broken. He had pointed the
weapon nevertheless, taking the risk
of being killed rather than to explain
an accident that George might regard
a purposed act to avoid the duel.
We'll have to adjourn this case
sighed George, until you kin git yer
own pop"
"Say, George" returned Bill, hand
ing George the crippled weapon. I've
jest thought we kin settle this matter
more satisfactory. Tillie, as well as
she appears to love both, mout refuse
ter marry the one that kills tother
about her. Then we'd be in a nice
shape-one dead and tother wusser
Less fine out which n she really
loves best; then let that lucky one give
tother all his property to console him
a little, and take her"
"That'n be satisfactory to me-if we
kin git a bill O. discovery, as the law
yers> say, that will wuk."
well, I think I've got it. Termorry
at church me an you will let on like
we git in a fuss, an pull our pops
Everybody will be excited; the vim
men will yell, an pirty Tillie will come
screamin' out to the one she loves
best, an beg him for her sake to put
up his pop"
"The very thing!" exclaimed George
Elapping a cloud of dust from his right
leg.
A great congregation had gathered
for Rev. Ball, the celebrated revival
list of Knott county, was to preach, anC
the report had drawn people as a suck
hole draws chips from a broad terri
tory.
The house being filled, the ground:
overfiowed. Men and boys covere(
the turf in front and at the sides, a
thickly as bees cling at the side of
gum on a hot morn of July-all ears
I eagerly poised. Nothing save the cleo
; trio voice of the speaker, fell upon tn
r vast quiet.
When the preacher began to pitcl
his lone to the scale of concluding eX