Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1902-07-10

would come along some time and make
matchwood of that cabin and bury us
thirty feet deep, but / wasn't to be
skeered out of a good location on that
account. ! was buildin' so as to be
nigh spring and a road, yo' see. Once
in awhile as time went on thar'd be
slip to the right or left of US, but nuth-
in to do any hurt. We'd lived thar
about three vars when peddler cum
along one day and said was either
fule or flynn in the face of Providence.
Way up thar, half mile above us,
was a big bluff of airth and rock, and
when | went up TO look at it one day l
kinder made up my mind that about
weeks rain soakin' into the ground
around thar would start slide. |
reckoned we orter git away, but it was
a tight cabin, with three acres OF rich
sile, and of co'se | felt like takin
chances We kept talkin' bout NOV
in, but also kept hOldin' on, and so a
week passed. Then spring sot in, and
it rained and rained. | never did see
it pour down so steady and SO long.
Reckoned it rained fur bout 'leven
days without a break. One mawnin'
jest befo' dar' sht the ole woman woke
me up jest as / was dreamin' of cut
tin down a tree with thirteen coons
roostin' on the limbs, and she SEE to
me, seq she:
"'Zeb White, git up!
"'What furY
:" 'Bekase yo' wanter be a-gittin.'
"'A-gittin' fur what?
ga gittin' outer this yere cabin. I've
heard the trees and rocks crackin' up
thar fur the last hour, and / tell yo'
we are gwine to hev landslide
"'Whar did yo' make study of land
slides?' SEE 1, feelin' mortal mean bout
losin' all them coons.
"'Zeb, don't be fule.'
Zone in the family is huff, reck-
on
"That fired her up. Deed, but I felt
SO mean bout them thirteen cOons,
with coOnskins bringin' six bits in cash
that var, that sorter wanted to git
I'D a row. 1t didn't take long. She
Jumped outer bed with her jaw sot,
and when got up she was sittin' on a
stone out in the yard with an umbrella
over her head.
"'What yo' sittin' fur? seq I as l
looks out.
"'Tm a-sittin' to sot,' seq she as her
ears worked and her toes dug into the
sile.
What yo' sittin' to sot fur instead
of gittin' breakfast?
"'None O yo'r bizness.'
''She was mad, and l was mad, and
so / goes in and gifts breakfast and
don't look out ag'in till l was through.
She hadn't moved an inch, and she
looked madder'n ever. l locked up at
the bluffs, and my HAIR began to curl.
] could see a change, and | knowed
that thar was gwine to be slide fur
shore So SEE to her, seq L:
"'Ole woman, we hain't got ten min
its to git outer this. Grab up what yo'
kin and foller me-
"What's the rumpus, Zeb? she
calmly asks as she begins to hum a
tune.
levine to hev landslide, and it
may cum any mint. Pears to me the
whole hill is maxim ready to move
right down on our cabin, and if we
don't git out we shall never be heard
Of no mo-
"'Whar did yo' make study of them
air landsIides, ZebY
Don't make nc fule of yo'self ole
woman, fur things up thar is already
shakin'.'
Zone fule in the fam ly is huff, |
reckon. Yo' kin go right on. My Gle
man says thars no danger of a land
slide, and so I'm goin' to sot right
we're
II begged her pardon and coaxed
her." said Zeb, "but it was no Use. |
took holt of her, but she mighty nigh
bit my thumb off, | could h'ar the
trees snappin' up thar and was jest
wild, and SEE to her:
"'Ole woman, are yo' sot?'
"'Deed l are, Zeb.'
And are yo' gwine to take chances