Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-02-18

"Put out yo' tongue, fur'z you kim"
back an tell 'em ter shoot him in de haid.'
So dey all tuck der bows an arrers an aimed
at de haid. Bless goodness 'twuz wuzZ dan
befo'. Hyar' jes' stood dar an nuver even
wunk his eyeleds ner twitched his whiskers,
an de arrers dey jes fell off lax water f um
a ducks back. Dey seed 'twan't no use
keepin dat up. so dey sOnt off ter de med
putt his min ter wu'k an hep em outer
der fix 'kase OF Hyar' ain daid yit ner
shown nair sign er dyin'. an he 'bleeged
ter git way fun EN- an do lot er mean
ness yit eff dey KANT kill i'm.
DE medincin' may study fer a VILE an
den he say, Well, you-all go back an tell
'em I say dat de on'ies' way dey kin kill
dat creetur Is ter shoot him in de paw. dey
kin try fun now 'twel nuver an dey KANT
do hit no way but dat, an dey neenter
try
"Dey went back an kyar'd de wu'd, an
all de men an boys got der bows an arrers
raidy ag'in an de leader gin, de wud, Co!
Dey all pinted der arrers at OF man Hyar'
an let 'em fly toge'rr, an Hyar' he knowed
dat his time done come, but I tell you he
died right game, sassy ter de vey las,
akin EN- wy dey ain think er dom data
AFTER he wuz daid an dey see how easy
'twuz ter kill i'm, dey git kind er mad
'kase dey ain do hit sooner an dey ses,
Now, wy in de name er common sense did
dat medincin' man putt us on de wrong
track, tellin us ter shoot OF Hyar' in de
haid. wy ain he tor us ter shoot him in
de paw
DE mo- dey thought bout hit de
madden dey got an las dey ses,
Dat wuz a mighty 'ceitful, low down trick,
an seem lax we orter punish i'm fer dat,
kase eff we let's hit go. he'll git SO we
KANT putt no 'pennance on him t all an
he ain be no kind hep ter we-aI.'
de medincin' man he wuZ neener mo-
ner less dan de III bud whar we calls de
chick-a-dee' De Injuns calls him Chick
~ y fcrh a
Dey go off an fin him settin up on
branch an call him down an ak him
wat do he mean by bein' so 'ceitful an
putting 'em On de wrong track He ain
have nair' wu'd ter say fer hssef, dough
mos in gin1 he wuz right talky. He jes'
hang his Ill haid an look at EN- outen de
cornder Nv his eye. / spec dey moughter
kilt i'm eff he d gin 'em any sass, but 'kase
he ac lax he wuZ saw'y dey Don do dat.
Dey SEES, 'Chick-a-lee-lee, sub. you bin cum
jerin fer we-all dis long time an we done
place ow' 'pennance on yo' wu'd an now
you bin right ceitful wild u.s. kase you
de cen ov you tongue wat you tot hit wild,
an dat gwine call hit ter yo' min ev'y
time you is tempted ter tell fib.'
80 dey tuck an tuck Chick-a-lee-lee
an cut off de tip cen Nv his tongue an
dat huccome Chick-a-lee-lees have blunt
tongues uver sence dat time. An uver
sence den dey bin tryin' ter curry faver
wild de humans an mex 'em fergit wat dey
mex derse'fs mighty useful stroyin' de bugs
an de wums often de fruit trees. Even
wen de snow is on &c groun' dey come
hoppin' roun' de houses, an dey look
nightly please eff you TEX notuss NV 'em.
Dey sets der haids on one side an looks up
at you outer dey iii bright eyes an axes,
-' -" Chick -a-lee7 Chick-a-1ee2 -s.- 5--
Is you frens wild me?
Eff you ism you orter be! sfts -.ss .4
Chick IA -lee-lee? Chick -lee-lee?
Chick-a-lee?"
AS she finished the story, Aunt 'Phrony
looked around and saw her grandson
stretched out on the ground behind her,
fast asleep. "Wi'yum! Wi'yum! HI,
Wfyum!" she called without effect Wake
up, Wfyum! You year me. sub! Time l
come dar an walk up an down yo body
time err two I reckin you wake up! l
thought dat fotch you, sub. Jes' you g'long
dis minnit an CARR up dem nuts an putt
'em in de bag, an I spec you-all chillen
bes' hep me git de baskits an things
toge'rr an go down ter de branch an wash.
yo' face an hans, kase yos Uncle Hinry
be plumb scannelize eff I brings you home
lookin' lax dat. Den we mus be movin'
outen dis eff We gwine git home befo' sun
down; dat is as she saw signs of reluct-
ance, "lessen you wanster stay yer all night
long wild some er de creeturs l done tor
YOU bout"