Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1902-08-21

! save this crane from the weaTyin'
disapp'intments o. fshin',' he says,
sby socl<in' him full o. shot,
"Then the squire hurried home to
git gun.
Prudence says he, 'fishin' don't
seem to be jest what it's cracked ur
to be. Eels interferes with it and
makes it wearin' on the nerves. Sc
I'm goin' a-huntin',' says he.
"'Be you, squire?' says Prudence.
And what shall I fix the oven up fer
to cook?' says she.
els roast crane anyways good?'
| says the squire.
"I've heerd So says Prudence.
Then git your oven ready to roast
crane says the squire, and he went
a-huntin'.
when he got back to tho river
where he seen the crane, there it
was yet, standin' on one leg, waitin'
fer fish to come along and be took.
"'It's goin' to be onfortunit for
you that you didn't go a-huntin' in
std O. goin' a-fshin',' says the
squire, lookin' at the crane, but I'll
rid you of your Disappointment says
he, and for dom it I'll take my
! thanks out in roastin' you,' says he.
'The squire sneaked up behind the
bushes till he was pretty close to the
crane, and he blazed away. The
crane turned round and looked to'rd
the bushes where the squire was
scoorchin'. It seemed to be surprised
little, and it riz up and sailed away
down the creek, slow and easy.
"eTo make this huntin' life what
it ought to be- says the squire, gaz-
in after the crane and griffin his
teeth, 4 s'pose I ought to take up
the trail O. that crane and run down
and plug him, but I amt a-goin' to.
I'm goin' home he says, and I'm. 60
in to fine myself three dollars for
contempt o. court, and stand COM
mitted till it's paid!' he says.
''And the squire shouldered his gun
and started home. Before he got
there he met Sile. Sile was on hif
way to put out set line in the river
"'I've an idee,' says sile to thu
squire, that I kin git mebbe
couple or three snappin' tortles on it
tonight says he, and there amt
nothin' that grows that's better than
snappin' tortle Stew says he.
$50 I've heerd,' says the squire,
and he went home ponderin', and
concluded to suspend sentence on
himself for awhile.
Prudence says he, the sign
don't seem to be sot in the right
place to-day for roast crane, and SO
I'm goin' to see what I kin do by
exhilaratin' sport O. putin out
line.
bright and early next mornin' he
got~up and went to the river to take
in the line and gether his snappin'
tortles. He want expectin' to see
what he did see, so he was most
knocked endways when he seen it.
"'Dan'l,' says Ellis Sam, what the
Squire seen was big, long-legged
crane standing nigh the edge O. the
water, jest where the set line was
sot.'
80, you pshaw!' says I to Ellis
Sam. Not the same crane?' I says.
"'Well,' says Ellis Sam, it amt me
that says it was or it wasn't. But
you kin listen to what the Squire
says, 'cordin' to what I heerd, and
then jedge fer YOURSELF says he.
""When the Squire seen the big,
long-legged crane standin' there, so
Ellis Sam went on and told me, Con.
sarn you!' he says to the crane,
'ain't you got enough yit of the
wearyin' disappointments O. fish:n'"
he says.
"The crane didn't say whether it
had or not, but it riz up as if it was
goin' away, but came plunkin' back
into the water ag'in.
"'What's ailin' of you, anyhow"
says the Squire, gittin' mad. Go
way and let me pull in them snappin'
tortles O. mine!' he says.
"The crane riz up ag'in, but came
plunkin' back into the water, kerr
souse! Then the Squire picked up a
club. He whacked the crane over the
head with it and laid the big bird
low.
SWELL says the Squire, the jgn
for roast crane seems to be sot
leetle better to-day than it was yis-
terday,' says he; but it's snappin'
tortle stew, not roast crane, that I'm
after now he says.
'But he took hold of the crane and
went to pullin' it to the shore and
then he was jest more than flabber-
gasted. The crane had swallowed
one o the Squire's hooks, and the
reason it had swallowed the hook
was that two-pound eel was fast
to the hook!
sand in the cells jaw was the hook
and piece O. fish line the eel had took
away from the Squire the day before.
And the reason the eel had gobbled
the set line hook that had give the
long-legged crane the chance to COB
BILE the eel was that big club had
gobbled the set line hook first, and
then the eel had gobbled the club.
"'There right before the Squire's
eyes, says Els Sam, was the fool
club that had got away from him tho