The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1904-01-10

J, He balanced himself on his stubby
legs and looked me square in the eye,
, and he spit and fought as though he
weighed a ton when I picked him up
never mad any notion Of running away
Well, that was Robert-long for Bob.
, THE style that cat spread on in the
r matter of growing was simply aston
ishing: he grew SOS you could notice
it overnight. At the end of two months
; he was that big be couldn't stand up
under our sheet-iron cook-StOve, and
, this was about the beginning Of our
family troubles. Tommy, the snake.
was a good deal of a nuisance from the
time he settled down. You'd have a
horrible dream IN the night-be way
down under something or other, gasp
ing for wind, and, waking up. find
Tommy nicely coiled on your chest.
Then you'd slap Tommy on the floor
like a section of large rubber hose.
But he bore no malice. Soon's you got
asleep he's be right back again. When
the weather, got cool he was always
under foot. He'd roll beneath you and
land you on your scalp-loek, or you'd
ketch your toe on him and get dirty
drop / don't think / ever laughed
more in my life than one day when
Billy come in with an arn1ful of wood,
tripped on Tommy and come down
with a cIatter right where Judge Jen-
kins. the hawk could reach him. The
Judge fastened one claw in Billy'S hair
and scratched his whiskers with the
other. Geei The hair and feathers
few Bill had a hot temper and he
went for the hawk like it was man.
The first thing he laid his hand on was
Tommy, so he used the poor snake for
club. Wind-River and me We're SO.
weak from laughing that we near lost
two pets before we got strength to in
terfere.
"Rut, as I was saying, the cold nights
played Keno with our happy home.
Neither Tommy nor Bob dared monkey
with the Judge-he was the only thing
on top of the earth the catNwas afraid
of. Bob used to be very anxious to
sneak hunk of meat from His Honor
at times, yet, when the Judge stood on
one foot, cooked his head sideways,
snapped his bill and said Cree Robert
reconsidered. On the other hand, Tom
my and Bob We're forever scrapping.
Lively set-to's, I want to tell you The
snake butted with his head like a
young streak of lightning. I've seen
him knock the cat ten feet. And while
cat doesn't grow nloldy in the process
of making a move, yet the snake is :
there about one seventeen hundredth-
millionth part of second sooner. And
that's a good deal where those parties (
are concerned. Now, on cold nights,
they both liked to get under the stove,
where it was warm, and there wasn't {
room for more'n one. Hence, trouble;
serious trouble. Bob hunted coyotes on
nights. We threw scraps
around the corner of the house to bait :
'em, and Bob would watch there hour
on end until one got within range. 1t
was dead coyote in ten seconds by the :
watch, if the jump landed. If it didn't, :
Bob had learned there was no use
wasting his young strength trying to :
ketch him. He used to sit still and ;
gaze after them flying streaks of hair {
and bones as though he was thinking
I wisht somebody'd telegraph that SON
Of -a-gun for me-
Well then he'd be chilly and reck- c
ON he'd climb under the stove But =
Thomas 'ud be there.
sH-h-h-h-hhhh! says Tom, in =
(
.. 'Er-raow- pht!' says Robert. Nm Q
mmmmna- errrrr-pht. And so on foc 4
some time, the talk growing louder, :
then. with a yell that would stand up Q
every hair on your head, Bob 'ud hop x
him. over goes the cook-stove. Away :
comes the stove-pipe and the frying 4
oans and the rest of the truck, WHILST
The old Judge in the corner hollered de- =
,isions. heart broke because he was tied +
oy the leg and could not get claw
nto the dispute. =
by the time we had 'em separated g
Bob headed up in his barrel and Tom
led up in his sack-put the fire out, $
md fixed things generally, there was ~
1T a great deal left of that nights 3
est. ~
But children will be children. We Il
wore awful, still we wouldn't have d
missed their company for fair-sized
arm.
land now comes in the first little &c
wist of the Big Bend Ranch. proper W
II these things I'm telling you We're 81
he eggs. Here's where the critter
iped.
:. Twas November. and such a No -
ember as you don't get outside Of Old
,akota, regular mint-julep of a .
lonth, with dash of summer, a sprfg 4
spring, touch of fall, and a sniff :
: two of winter to liven you up. If 2
ou'd formed a committee to furnish q
Gather for month, and they'd turned Z
Ut month like that, not even their
est friends would have kicked. And O.
ere we'd been maxim hay, and maxim =
~, the ranch people thanking Provi-
.nce that prairie grass cures on the o
EN-, while we cussed. for we were sick
the sight of hay. I got so the rattle :
a mower give me Mysteries. We Q
ere picked because we We're steady X
id reliable, but one day we punched
e job Says /, Here; We've cut grass =
!, four solid monthssincludin' Sundays 4
Id legal holidays, although the Lord
lows where they come in, for l have
t the least suspicion what day of the o
onth it may be. but anyhow, lets Z
ock off one round
80 we did. I sat outside in the aft O