News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1903-08-26

| pun down on squirrel when l could
"a knocket it from it's perch, an I've
lent i'm my pointer an gun many an
many a time. But he's showed what
he is! He's got the wrong SOW by the
yeer, though, fer eff he keeps me heer
till Christmas I'll never crack a rock
unless / do 1t by accidentally steppin'
on it. Mark my words, Alan Bishop,
thar'll be trouble out O this"
Don't talk that way, Pole" said
Alan. you've broken the law, and
they had to punish you for it. If they
hadn't, they would have made them
selves ridiculous. Why didn't you send
me word you were in trouble, Pole"
The fellow hung his head and then
blurted out:
"Beea'se I knowed you would make
a fool o. yorese'f an try to pay me out.
Durn it, Alan Bishop, this amt no
business O. yore'n!--
I'll make it my business" said
Alan. "How much is your fine? You
! ought to have sent me word"
"Sent you nothin', Alan Bishop"
| growled the prisoner. "When l send
you word to hep me out of a scrape
that whisky got me into, I'll do it after
I've decently cut my throat! I say
when you've plead with me like you
have to quit the durn stuffr'
At this point Of the conversation Jeff
Dukes, man of medium size, dressed
| in dark blue uniform, with a nickel
plated badge shaped like a shield and
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came directly toward them from a
stonecutters shop near by
'Look heer, Bishop" he said dicta-
-torially, wizard you git the right to
talk to that man?"
Alan looked surprised. "Am break
ing the law too?"
"You are eff you haint got a permit
from the mayor in yore pocket"
"Well, / have no permit replied
Alan with good natured smile. "Have
Isyou got another ball and chain handy?"
The officer frowned off his inclination
to treat the matter as jest. You ort
20 have more sense than that" he said
crustily. poles put out heer to work
his time out, an eff everybody in town
is allowed to laugh an joke with him
he'd crack about as many rocks as you
or me-"
You are a durn liar, Jeff Dukes"
said Pole angrily. you are a-makin'
that up to humiliate me furder. You
know no law like that never was en-
forced. Eff | ever git you out in Pea
Vine destrict, III knock a dent in that
egg shaped head O yor'n an make
them eyes look two ways fer Sunday.
You know a gentleman like Alan Bish-
OPP wouldn't notice you under ordinary
circumstances, an so you trump up
that excuse to git his attention"
The two men glared at each other,
but Pole seemed to get the best of that
sort of combat, for the officer only
growled.
you can insult a man when you
are under arrest" he said, 'beca'se you
know l am under bond to keep the
peace. But I'm not afeerd of you"
"They tell me you are afeerd O sper-
it's, though retorted the prisoner.
''They tell me a little niger boy that
was shot when a passle O. skunks went
to whip his daddy fer vagrancy stands
at the foot O. yore bed ever night. Oh,
know what I'm tallin' about.'
Eyes. you know lots" said the man
sullenly as his eyes fell
To avoid encouraging the disputants
further Alan walked suddenly away.
The marshal took willing advantage Of
the opportunity and followed him.
Il could make case agin YOU" he
said, catching up, "but l know you
didn't mean to violate the ordinance"
mo, of course | didn't" said Alan,
'but | want to know if that fellow
could be released if paid his fine"
"You are not fool enough to do it, are
you?"
That's what | am"
Have YOU got the money in yore
pocket?" The officer was laughing, as
if at good joke.
Il have"
"Welp'-the marshal laughed again
as he swung his short club round by a
string that fastened it to his wrist
'well, you come with me- an Ill show
you a man that wants $50 wuSs than
any man l know of. l don't believe Bill
Barrett has slept a wink sence this
thing happened. He'll be tickled to
death to git off so easy. The town has
Geviled the life out of him. He don't
go by whar Poles at work. mean,
whar he amt at work-fer Pole yells
at i'm whenever he sees i'm"
That night when-Alan reached home
he sent a servant over to tell Mrs. Ba-
ker that Pole was all right and that |
he'd be home soon. He had eaten his |
supper and had gone upstairs to go to
bed when he heard his name called out |
side. Going to a window and looking |
out, he recognized Pole Baker stand |
ing at the gate in the clear moonlight.
Alan" he said softly, come down |
heer q minute | want to see you"
Alan went down and Joined him. For |
a moment Pole stood leaning against |
the fence, his eyes hidden by his broad |
brimmed SLOUGH hat.
Did you want to see me, POle?" Alan |
asked.
Eyes, | did" the fellow swallowed. |
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