The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1905-05-04

my boyish appetite craved doughnut
more than anything else. and ther
was a shining tin pan nearly full q
big 'twister" doughnuts on a shell
above the one on which the pies wer
so temptingly displayed.
was about to 60 upstairs to m.
bedroom when Miss Amanda wen
into q small room at the other en'
OF the kitchen and came out with |
long, clumsy old musket.
Il reckon you know how to fire of
gum" she said.
Il never fired of gun like that,
replied.
mo, I s'pose not, but this gun viii
go of all right. Father killed a wood
chuck with 1t the other day, an il
won't kick you over If you hold il
just right | think you'd better take
It up to your room, an If you hear
any suspicious noises in the night you
might fire the gun off just to skeer
any one who might happen to be
around. OF course, / wouldn't want
you to really kill any one It'd be
so kind O. unpleasant to have any
think o. that kind happen on the
place. But you might fire the gun
out O. the window to let providers
know that you are armed. Seer"
| told her that saw, but I did not
add that had not the least intention
Of firing off gun with the we'll
known kicking" propensities Of Isaac
Weston's old musket | took the
clumsy old gun up to my room and
stood it in corner. Then I went to
bed with my thoughts intent not on
burglars, but on-pie. 1t seemed to
me that I had never in my life been
SO hungry for pie. The blueberries on
our farm had net yet begun to ripen,
and | had not tasted blueberry pie
that season. I fear that l had that
blueberry pie in mind even when
said my prayers, and | know that
was thinking Of 1t when l got into
my bed.
l dropped off into light slumber
only to dream Of blueberry pie. l
awoke to lie with wide open eyes
thinking Of the pie down in Miss
Amanda's pantry. My longing for it
Increased. Then the tempter came
and found myself saying:
Miss Amanda would not care in
the least if you had a piece of the
pie. She said that she would have
given you a piece, but she feared that
it might not be good for you She
didn't know that you had eaten many
a piece Of pie just before going to bed
and slept like a baby afterward. If
she knew that you we're really so
hungry for a piece of her pie that you
could not sleep she would say, Why,
go and get piece of the pie and well
come to itI' What is a piece of pie
or even a whole pie to a generous
woman Ike Miss Amanda? Why not
Just slip down stairs and help your
self to the pie?"
1t was easy for the tempter to make
a hungry, pie-loving boy of sixteen
think that this line of argument was
all right. | was sure that | could |
slip out of bed, wrap a blanket around |
me and and my way to the pantry |
a light. The clock in the |
kichen below me had begun to strike |
eleven when | softly opened the door |
Of my room on the way to the pantry
In which was the pie Of my desire. |
The door of my room crealIed slightly
on its hinges as l opened it, but the
carpeted floor Of the hall gave forth |
no sound as l stepped across 1t in
my bare feet. The stairway leading
into the kitchen creaked in way |
did not like as | stole down II, and
my heart pulsations were quicker
than usual when | stumbled over a
chair in the kitchen on my way to
the pantry.
Cropping my way across the pitchen
IN the darkness l presently found my
self In the pantry I passed my hand
along the shelf on which had seen
he pies, but could not find them /
was cropping in the darkness for other
shelves when the door Of the pantry
closed with a bang and the key
.urned in the lock. Then the harsh
voice of Miss Amanda cried out:
I've got you, you scamp! An there
youll stay until help comes! I'd like
o see you break down this good old
)aken door! You're as safe as If you
we're in dungeon-you scoundrel!"
Then l heard her calling at the foot
If the stairs:
Dan! Dan Bensonl Oh, Dan, come
quick! I've got scamp Of a man in
he pantry, an l want you to go for
our fatherl Dan, why don't you an
iwer me?"
OF course there was no reply, and
n moment heard Miss Amanda
ay irritably:
81 wonder if that boy is lying there
cared to death A purity protector he
s. Oh, Dan, Dan Well, of all things!
,ome down here and bring that gun,
)an!"
Then l heard Miss Amanda climb
ng the creaking stairs, but could not
ear what she said when she burst
nto my room and found it empty.
When Miss Amanda again descended
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