The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-11-26

"a &aIu0 WQtl SCSlli.
Philosophy of Colonel Wheaton.
ut was long way back in tn odd
times down on TIL Wisconc, femme
hee! Lernn1e se-e-e! Oh, we'll. twus
bout tn time o. the cold year wen
old Antwine Devilbear-anyway he
was n old Frenchman. IN that's 8
near g I kin come to pronouncin his
name-froze both feet, m hands to
the devil, m then didn't git i'm cause
i butted in. n had i'm hung up fore
old Antwine foun' out where he was
att
The colonel needs no introduction to
Journal readers, and have little need
to say that he is speaking. There was
a whole passed. o. folks come up that
year to hunt 18th me. n my brother
Bob. Highrollers they was, ev'ry one
of EN-, but they was the real thing in
hunters, too. Ev'ry one of EN- had
made his money hard. like they done
in them times, n ev'ry one took what
was comm as he went along, n
knowed blame nigh as much bout git
tin 'roun' in the woods IS me m Bob
di. There wasn't only one woman in
the gang, N she was a corker all
right. She was the daughter of old
Jim Clearstuff who'd stole gov'1nent
pine till he had a bank roll big huff to
choke a whole stockyard full o. COWS,
n hadn't never got ketched at it
once.
"One time old Jim he was loggin'
way UP Pine, m some heirs of big
estate they got to fightin' over the
split-up, m went into court with no
body to look after the timber. More
II hundred million of it there was,
N them bughouse heirs lived back
east, N lawed fer five year fore they
got it settled. Meantime old Jim cut
ev'ry stick of that pine, n got rich
| them fools better'n to go to law fool
ish, n he did done it to, you bet your
neck. Ketch i'm! Course they didn t
ketch i'm! M wat good d ketchin'
i'm a done, anyhow? He'd a proved a
alibi f they'd ketched i'm in the act,
N that country was $50 miles west O.
tn law in them times, anyway.
NJ this gal o. old Ji1n's at was long
O. the crowd, she was tn only chick
err child he had, n s he was a wild
derer to boot, he thought more O. her
than anything he ownedH lest it was
his money. n pref highs much IS he
did O. that. But him n her was lock-
in horns bout that time good n
plenty. Old Jim had walk
ever since he was a kid n used to live
at his house, N do chores fer his
board while he went to school
Wen there was any school; n then
up in the woods N on tn drive,
IN in the mill soon's old Jim got
SOS he could own q mill. N worked
right up, becauz he had the sand n
git thar to do it. N he growed UP
18th old Jim's gal. right in tn same
house, m fore they knowed 1t they was
head over heels in love 18th each other
n ready to line up for the minister
right off the reel.
"Old Jim he was busy maxim, mon
ey N didn't ketch on a little bit till
Jest before they come out on this hunt,
N was SO far off s'pectin' that he
asked the walkin' boss long. Bob
Bruce was his name, he said he'd
come too quick, N he did come, n 1t
was in Milwaukee, where the. crowd
He mebbe wouldn't a kicked If Bob
had told him bout 1t fore he got SO
rich, but he'd sent tn gal off to Chi
co, m had her high edicated, N he fig
gered on r1arryin' her to a. young law
yer, son O. some other rich old duck
he knowed.
SCourse I sympathized 18th Bob,
N offered to lose the lawyer In the
woods, er shoot him accidental, but
Said he'd git tn girl all right, spite
err old Jim, err old devil, but tn old
| mans stake was too big to let go
vile there was any c1lanst O. cinchin'
| 1t. Said he meant to hang on to tn
very last~fore he made any play that
would force him to break off 18th tn
old man for good, N SO lose a show
| fer tn Doodle.
| Them scotch-blooded fellers's
heads is ginnerallys level they are
built, you bet your neck. Old Jim'd
forbid Bob to monkey'roun tn gal
whites they were out campin', N he'd
been fool huff to tell tn gal, too. shed
have to give Bob tn go by, N take
| up 18th tn lawyer. I'd thought
he'd a knowed that since Eve ct tn
apple the surest way to git a woman
to do anything s to tell her she shan't.
This lawyer he was a good locker, all
right, but he warn't more'n a 150-
pound man. N Bob was a six-foot,
t1aO-pounder, IS limber's q, eel, s
| quick's bobcat. n s strong's a bull
moose Sides that he was as good
| lookins Uncle Sans best gal on a
twenty-dollar gold piece, N no wom-
an at wasn't blind d a shook i'm fer's
little r chap as tn lawyer. special If
| her dad ordered her to.
| well, we went out to q old camp
| that old Jim had sent out a crew of
men to, m had it fixed UP fine. 18th
a room partitioned off fer his gal. N
| tables, N sofys, m rockin' cheers put
in like a. regular hotel, N we was fixed
| fer a hunt in good shape, tell you.
They'd fetched q coon long to cook,
| n men Bob, my brother. we didn't
| have notlin' to do but help EN- git
game.
This lawyer chap he was along
| too, n he want a bad sort Of chap
either, come to know him, but first Off
he give me q. pain in tn stummick
! Come out to our place logged out in a
plug hat, N a billed shirt, n putin
! on more style n the niger barber al
Stevens Point, N you couldn't pass him
'thout battin' your eyes like the SUI
| was shinin' right inter 'en.
II ketched on right off that somepin
was out O. trim wen I heerd old jim
/ call Bob Mr.. Bruce. m boned Bot
bout it fust time ] got a, ciaanst to
speak to him private. He told me
old Jim d ketched i'm huggin' N kiss
in tn gal at tn hotel in Milwaukee
where the crowd met. m he'd called
i'm down hard about it. Said old Jim
told i'm he'd passed his word to this
lawyer chaps daddy that him m the
| gal would marry each other. SOS te
unite both piles, N make great big
| one in one family.