Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1903-06-11

site direction from his home.
ooh, no, Sam Hicks amt agoin' to
know nothin' about no weddin," he
said to himself, as he hurried along.
mo, he amt going to know nothin'
about it-not till git to see him."
Danny drew up at the door of the
Hicks house only to learn that Sam
had gone to town and would not be back
till next evening.
He walked slowly homeward, his
cherished hopes dashed. Sam Hicks
would not be home until the next
evening, and the next morning Peter
and Liz were to marry. Feeling that
be had lost, Danny went to bed.
The next morning he went over to
Peters to pay him friendly visit, for
be realized thatin order to be revenged
On Peter he must keep on good terms
with him. Peter was in great spirits,
and with many winks and mods he let
Danny know that an important event
in his life was just going to take place.
"Jest you hold your bosses" Peter
said, with a chuckle, land the first
thing you know I'll give you a grand
surprise"
you amt goin' to give me a dollar
for THROWN me in the pond that time,
are you?" Danny asked, innocently.
mo. You don't want no dollar for
that, because you know you said it
was fun for you"
"Oh, it was. If your watermelons
wasn't all gone you'd give me one,
wouldn't you?"
"Well, might. But they're all gone,
you know, long ago"
eyes; but say. You got lots of APP
pies in your cellar, amt your"
"Why, yes; a few"
81 like apples"
"Do you? If had some up here, Po
give you one"
CPL go down an git 'em."
Now Peter had some things in his
cellar that he did not want even as
close a friend as Danny to see, So when
he was pressed by the boy to the last
point, he said;
you just wait here and III go down
and fetch you up some apples"
Accordingly, he raised the trap door
in the floor and went down flight of
steps into the cellar. Danny stood by
looking on, waiting for the apples.
Suddenly, like a breath of inspira-
ton, an idea flashed into the boys
mind, and it was only by a strong effort
that he refrained from giving yell OF
,riumph,
Selling the cellar door he slammed
It down, then shot the bolt in place to
hold it securely. Then he went out
into the yard and danced a hoe-down.
His hour Of revenge had come, and
come Unexpectedly, and it had filled his
cup Of happiness to overhowing. His
enemy was a prisoner in his own cellar
and on his wedding day at that. Such
revenge, such a trump, was worth
dozen duckings.
'If l can just keep him there till Sam
Hicks comes back" he said to himself
I'm all right. An guess l can, for
he can't git out without help, an no.
body but me ever comes on the place.
That night when Sam Hicks reached
home Danny was sitting on the front
fence waiting for him. In breathless
haste the boy told him about the con
yersation he had overheard, and the
events that had followed.
"Now," he concluded, IL reckon you
want to marry the gal, so the best thing
you can DO is to go right after her
cause old Peters liable to git out any
time # somebody was to come along
and find him"
"But old man Hart won't give me
Liz" Sam objected,
What if he won't. Amt you biz
enough to steal her?"
Sans face cleared and, Shaping the
boy on the shoulder, he cried
you bet l am, Danny, and I'll do it
too. I'm going right now. And, Danny
when it's all over, and I've got her al
eight, you can count on something nic'
from me-"
"Shucks!" Danny exclaimed. "
amt done nothin' for you. jest beer
tryin' to git hunk with old Peter"
The next day the neighborhood wa
rife with the news of an elopement il
which the principles were Sam ant
Lizzie.
Then close upon this came anothe
sensation in the way Of an announce
ment that Peter Parsons had beer
found imprisoned in his own cellar.
Everybody was talking excited,
about these things-that is, everybod,
but Danny. That worthy youngste
was maintaining a discreet silence. H.
was also remaining closely at home
and when he went cut at all he wa
very careful not to visit his erst
while friend. Mr.. Peter Parsons.