Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1905-04-08


hobo family, as he handed him soiled
section of big daily newspaper.
THE Count" took the paper, glanced
at the place indicated by Duffy's finger,
and read:
Information wanted concerning the
Of Thomas and David
Whizzleberry. when last heard from
they were somewhere in the Indian
Territory. They are heirs to half
league OF land and must sign certain
papers before the LIST Of October to per
feet title. A liberal reward for infor.
nation leading to their whereabouts.
For further information call on or ad-
dress Rev. Jonathan Whizzleberry,
Sandy Point, Texas"
"Well, dat strikes me as dishy, DO,
considerin' dat de old sky pilot has put
hisself down as bein' acquainted wild
de green: but you see we'd have a
sleeve game in springin' de proper
flashlights on de old bloke, said the
Count" after reading the notice.
Now don do de creakin' spiel about
not maxim de graft stick; you know
we'se bin tire de beats Of dat little
caper many a time, an II you'll stay
by de boy dis time you'll be wearin'
Texas di'munds fer pants buttons
Eyes, but don't smoke out de little
chance Of wearin' one o desc thirty.
foot neckties wild big tree fer scarf
pin"
Come of wild dat nambo, won't yo!
Desc Texas guys are all right. Look
at us after tree weeks doin' de scenery
of de Lone Star; fat and two pegs on
wild plenty o. slop fer de blues. Dis
route was surveyed wild eye to de
tourist"
"Well. dig up de way bill and ind de
location" demanded The Count" and
Duffy took from his pocket a well used
railway folding map and searched in
vain for the location Of Sandy Point,
Its one O. dem little easys somewhere
in de wood, guess" he said, putting
the book back into his pocket. Just
then a farmer passing in his cotton
wagon. sized up the pair, stopped his
team and asked:
"Travelin'?"
With wink at his companion Duffy
replied: mo, huntin' work. Know OF
anybody as wants two good cotton
pickers?"
How much ken we pick?"
well, wen de pods is good and ripe
bote Of us can pick two or tree bales
a day."
Jaw, come often the perch; dye
think Tam boy?'
IL meant that much In week
mister, but on the square we ken twist
out four hundred apiece"
That's purity good, but I'll bet the
dawgs couldn't sleep on 1t fer the
trash
mo. we pick good, clean cotton
Say, dye know where a gospel CUR
named Whiskyberry hangs out?'
"a what, does what?"
"Oh, bloke wild"
He means de Bible guy wild de sur
plus cloth named Whistlegerry," inter
jected THE Count"
"Whatn'th devil you talkin' about
Bible what? Whistle what? Oh, tn
devil, bet we mean old man Whizzle
berry, the preacher"
Oats It; he's the mug. Know him
Nav, don't knows do; any kin t.
youens?"
mo, but he's an old 'quaintance o
our fathers, and we'd like to see d.
color of his-we would like to fine
him"
oval, he lives out that way bout tel
mile, close to Sandy Pint" pointing
out over the prairie, "but l wisht 20,
boys 'ud pick some cotton fer me. Go
about seventeen bales open and thu
burned niggers won't leave Austin fel
less'n six bits"
How much will you put up fer tw'
cuckoos like us? How much by d,
bale?"
wal, femme see, sixteen times fft!
is-six times aught's haut. sixteer
times fve's five and six to carry
wunct naught's naught and wunc
ones one and hold on, durned'f
ever could count up In my head" HI
procured a small memorandum bool
and pencil. figured a while and said
"Tll give we four bits hundred anC
board ye."
They accepted the proposition
climbed into the wagon and the farmer
much elated over his success, started
in trot for home. Dinner was read.
when they arrived, and after "ful
hot wild de trimmin's" they were givel
long sack apiece and we're told t
start in the big patch by the road.
They watched the farmer till he lef
with another bale for the gin, and thel
spread the sacks upon the cottol
stalks, laid down In the shade ant
were soon dreaming of the departe,
feast. They awoke about shutdown
and going to the house found the far
mer just returned from the gin.
wal, boys, how dye come out?" h
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