Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-09-08

old man suddenly burst into conversa-
ton.
You remember Susan Kicker, don't
yer. Hannah? Let's see, she died
three years ago come January. She
wuz a pizen-minded ~eritter, an ef |
ever hated a human bein' she wuz the
one. Now, I've ben a-lookin' it up,
and / find that my brindle heifer wuz
born the night she died. She's alluz
ben Ell contr'y ez a woman, an I've
pretty near come ter Their conclusion
tibet I'll not hev her about my farm.
Why, | cudn't enjoy a moment ef |
supposed tibet Susan Kicker he'd ben
r~eincarnated, and wuz a-living on my
fodder, arter all she'd done ter us. Et
| see many more signs sech ez | sur
mise | seen, I'll git rid O her eff heY
ter give 'er away"
The animal under consideration
was an excellent COW. She was in her
prime, and ave good milk and in large
quantity. To lose her would make a
large difference in the output of the
butter the farm produced. This was
the only money that Hannah Carleton
could CAL her own. If the COW vas lost
there would be so much less. She was
also a full-blooded animal, and her
value was much above that of ordinary
cattle. But If she was to be sold at
this season, she would hardly bring
half her value. The next few days
were full OF foreboding to Hannah,
and as it happened. not without reason.
A few evenings later Uncle Jerry en-
tered upon another disquisition on this
particular animal.
"You remember, Hannah" he began,
"how Susan Kicker used ter toss tibet
ole head o. hers? Wall, ez sure 81
I'm a-sittin' here, tibet bride heifer
o. mine has just the same toss o her
headi But tibet amt all. She DOM
seem ter be satisfied with anythin' |
give her. She Jest looks at me, and
| kin see ez true ez any'thin' that sas-
sy smirk o Susan Kicker. I've male
I'D my mind tibet III not hev her on
this place Iaother d|.~s~- Lem
Nutter thet ne a bev her at almost
any price, an he's a-comin' ter-mor-
rer. an | jes guess she'll not spend
another night on this place"
And such proved to be the case. A
bargain was made the mex, day, and
the happy purchaser Dragged over his
acquisition the same evening down in
the village store.
kinder seems ter me-" he said,
tibet Uncle Jerry Cartoons losin his
senses. I've alluz believed SO mucn
readins would do him up. Wall, he
sold me his three-year-old brindle
heifer TOR t~hirty-fye dollars, ter-day,
an she would be cheap at twice the
sum-. Why, she TUX o. ther pre-
miums at the county fair las fall. an
| wudn't swop her for any cow know
in this town."
Hannah Carleton saw many little
things that she had intended to pur-
chase for her home vanish when her
favorite COW departed that afternoon.
But she said nothing, and went about
her duties with a grave face. Uncle
Jerry expressed his great relief over
his bargain.
"Td a-killed her myself, only ] WIZ
afraid she'd be reincarnated inter
something better, for | must " tibet
she wuz a-doin' mighty good work;
and yer know tibet if a soul begins
ter improve, she's bound ter be pro-
NOTED the mex time she dies"
The stock on Jerry's farm under
vent a close scrutiny that winter, and
q few weeks later he had formed some
severe conclusions from their con-
duct. These he voiced in his after
supper disquisitions t his wife.
Yer know, Hannah" he began one
evening, tibet when a pusson is real
hoggish, he naturally becomes a hog
when he dies. Wall, you remember
Hi Andrews, who died In Their fall?
He WIZ one o. the meanest men this
town ever he'd. Folkses sed he wuz