The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1903-12-30

The pig thanked the sheep and went
little farther and met horse. He
ee-eer said the horse. That was his
way of saying "How do you 90!
Who are you!''
'.Tm the little Fire Pig
"What are you doing here?"
''I've come to kill the great snake
that eats the farmers cattle
I'm glad of that" said the horse,
"for it steals my colts. How are you
going to do it?''
u don't know" said the pig. Cant
you help me?"
"I'll give you some Of the long hairs
from my TAIL said the horse.
The pig took item and thanked the
horse. And when he went little far
ther be met COW.
"sIoo!w said the COW. That was her
way Of saying "How do you do?
Who are you!'
I'm the little Fire Pig"
"What are you doing here"
"I've come to kill the great snake
that eats the farmers cattle
Il am glad Of that, for it steals my
calves. How are you going to do it:''
II don't know. Can't you help me:'
"I,ll give you one Of my sharp horns
said the COW.
So the pig took it and thanked her.
Then he spun and he twisted, and he
spun and he twisted, and made
strong woolen cord Of the Sleeps wool.
And he wove and he braided, and he
yove and he braided, and made cum
ming snare Of the horses tail. and he
whetted and sharpened, and he Whet-
ted and sharpened, and made-a keen
dart Of the cows horn.
Now, when the little pig has all his
materials ready and sees the great
snake come gliding, gliding-1 turn the
situation over to the children. What
did he do with the rope, the snare and
the horn? They work it out each in
his own way There is a mighty
wransling all around the hearth.
One day is never really like another,
though 1t seems so.
Perhaps being used to the sight Of
the IroQuois at Lake George makes 1t
impossible for me to imagine what the
settlers dread, and that is an attack.
We are shut around by forests. In
primitive life so much time and
strength go to the getting Of food that
we can think Of little else.
It is as bad to slave at work as to
slave at pleasure. But God may for
give what people cannot help.
There is q very old woman among
the settlers whom they call Granny.
We often sit together. She cannot get
a gourd edge betwixt her nose and
chin when she drinks, and has forgot
ten she ever had teeth. She does not
expect much, but there is one right she
contends for, and that is the right Of
ironing her cap by stretching it over
her knee. When l have lived in this
settlement long enough my nose and
chin may come together and l shall
forget my teeth. But this much I will
exact of fate-my cap shall be ironed.
will not-I will not iron it BY stretch
ing it over my knee.
Count de Chaumont would be angry
II he saw me learning to weave, for In
stance. You would not be angry. That
makes q difference between you as
men which I feel, but cannot explain.
We speak English with our neigh
bors. Paul, who is to be an American,
must learn lis language we'll. have
taught him to read and write. I have
taught him the history Of his family
and Of his fathers country. His head
is as high as my breast. When Will
my head be as high as his breast?
Skenedonk loves you as a young su-
perior brother have often wondered
what be thought about when he went
quietly around at your heels. You told
me lie had killed and scalped, and In
spite of education was as ready to kill
and scalp again as any white man IS
for war.
| dread him like Il toad, and wish him
TO keep on his side CT tie walk. He is
always w.i:h yo::. ani no doubt silently
urs2.. .t'2n," back to the wiswams
that =? yoc::'
Ar. :::...>..:::l::A: Ire we moving
farther! ::!s: :':.r:.::..~r apart instead Of
a;;;:5:::;::... :. ",:,. :::cr: Oh. Louis.
does t!.i:; :! .c,:d % nothing:
All -: eve yc:' that key. 1t
Was c;y:,a :!!o::::::..:ti:sS.y. wien was
in lu';ai2 CT jo%. But if you have
kept it. it s.1c;iis 70 you every day.
Sophie s;.int-Aiicicl told me man
sometimes piles al lis tokens in re-
prospective heap and says, WHO the
deuce gave ME this or that:'
Sorhie's father used to be so en-
ragged at his wife and daughter be-
cause he could not restore their lost
comforts. But this is really better
disposition than c mean subservience
to misfortune.
The children loTe to have me dance
gavots for them. Some of their moth
ers consider it levity. Still they feel
the need Of little levity themselves.
We had a great festival when the
wild roses were fully in bloom. The
prairie is called a mile square, and
wherever plow has not struck, acres
of wild roses grow. They hedge us
from the woods like parapet edging
court. These volunteers are very
thorny, bearing tender claws to pro-
tect themselves with. But am n1n-
be with my scissors.
We took the Jordan oxen, meek
pair that have broken sod for the col
ony, and twined them with garlands
of wild roses. Around and around
their horns and around and around
their bodies the long ropes were
wound, their master standing by with