The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1905-08-02

IL master.
M nj "Naw" said Tobias
Strong, taking careful aim
at a box Of ashes already well saturat-
ed with a fertlllzIng solution Of nico-
tine. whats bull-hddleY
ITS a contraptlon calcurlated to
make you wish you were in the here
after or hadn't left the heretofore, 50
said McPeak.
whats it fur" asked Tobias.
"Fox-drivers, belllnes and things
generally where a noise is wanted"
said McPeak.
"Whered Lie git IT," asked Tobias,
squirting bis eye Mt the box of ashes
for more sure aim.
"Made II" said McPeak.
"Made it;' queried Lie.
"Yes" said McPeak Lille can do
anything from knitting garter TO
saving logs. Never saw but one thing
in my life that Lie couldn't do if he
set out to-"
whats that?' asked Tobias, with
interest.
Get away from the Widow Barker.
He tried it, bit couldn't make it,
said McPeak. with 4 mournful shake
of the head. twas a great loss to the
country when Lie got married"
"Whered he 20 tor" asked Tobias.
90 he's living over on Pleasant
Ridge, but don't amount to nawthing,'
responded McPeak
"sho, McPeak," demonstrated Deacon
Plunkett. "Lijo's all right. Beln's
you've neser married you've no right
to jedge In such matters. Lies settled
down like man orto when he's mar
rled."
20 yes, he's settled down" admitted
McPeak s0rcastically. hes settled
so hard thar he never cracks a smile
unless the baby cuts a tooth or some
fool thing like that Lie used to be a
great one" he added regretfully. "be-
fore the Widow Barker got hold of
him"
"Ah. well, McPcak, everybody hes
TO be fool sometime" drawled Tobias,
still eyelnG the ash-box. where's tn
bull-fddle?"
"Yes. n'hore is it?" echoed McPeak.
That's what I'd like 10 know. No
body knows excepting the Widow
Barker ana l guess she'd die before
she'd tell"
whats she got agin lt?" asked
Tobias.
80, what's any woman got against
anythins" responded McPeak. "es
peclally widow womenT"
Now, McPeak." again interposed
Deacon Plunkett, you know that the
Widow Barker nor no other woman
ever liked to hear that bull-fddle
played. They haHt one Of em thet
ever heard It but would a busted it #
she could"
Must be queer soundin' thing"
commented Tobias. what's It made
uvY
"It's jest o old powder keg with one
end open and q drum-head stretched
over the other end, and n leather shoe.
string drawed through the middle of II
into the keg," explained Deacon
Plunkett
Don't sound so alfred bad" saIt
Tobia-
Il guess you'd think it sounded prett,
ALFRED something If you took hand
ful Of rosin and pulled along tina
shoestrlng' said McPeak. 1T mad,
an end Of Lie anyhow The Widow
Barker never'd got hold Of him II 4
hadn't been for that bull-fdde ant
the Pleasant Ridge foX-drlye."
"Tell US about it, McPeak," cam,
from the crowd Of men that alway,
was gathered in Uncle Jakes grocery
at Cedar Narrows
"Well." said McPeak, twas one sun
shiny morning in spring when III,
ground bounces TO your feet and thu
air feels like Georgy ana you can't keel
from whistliilg any more than th
lambs can keep from kicking up thei
heels on the hillside It's too early I
plow and the wood-pile hain't al
cleaned out yeti and the women folk
don't want you around because IN
house Is all Uttered up with old pant
and pettlcOats that hes 10 be cut u
into quilt pieces and got out Of tn
way for spring cleaning. You're tire,
or the grocery and feel like you'd he
to whoop and yell or something woul
bust, so you get up fox-drive.
Lie and another fellow started on
by daylight with his bull-nddle. The
knew where there was fox den owe
on the hill, back of where old A
Loomis lives. They calcurlated to ru
the fox hid there out into the driv
which didn't reach that far.
ION their way over there Lie an
the other fellow took turns in scrapin
that bull-hddle- Lie he'd pocket fu
Of rosum and they tried to see whic
could get the worst noises out OF tha