The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1905-08-10

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ter was badly flung about. and began
growing and tapping as the basket
settled. When | opened it he flew
out, running for his life, as II finally
resolved to quit us. Fortunately, We
were all walking. and nobody was
hurt. My father and D'ri were busy
half a day "righting up" as they
called it, mending the tongue and
cover, and getting the cart on its
wheels and down the steep pitch.
After two days of trail travel We
came out on the Chateaugay road.
stopping awhile TO bait our sheep and
cattle on the tame grass and tender
briars, Il was great JOY TO see the
clear road, with here and there set
tiers cabin, its yard aglow with the
marigold, the hollyhock and the fra
grant honeysucKle. We got to the tav-
ern at Chateaugay about dusl: and put
up for the night, as becomes a Chris
tian.
Next afternoon we came to rough
roads again, camping at shutdown along
the shore OF a noisy brook. The dog
began to bark fiercely while supper
was making. and scurried CT into
thicket.
D'ri was STOPPING over, cooking the
meat He rose and listened.
tibet air dogs a leetle sea irt." said
he. Guess we better go n see whut
s the matter"
He took his rifle and | m. sword
| never thought of another weapon
making on through the bri sh. The
dog came whining TO D'ri AMI rushing
on. eager for us to follow We hur-
ried after him. and in a moin'nt D'ri
and the dog. who were ahead OF me.
halted suddenly.
Its a painter" said D'ri, as | came
up. See i'm in thet air tree-tsp. III
larrup i'm with OF Beeswax. then jes'
like es not he'll mex some music. Bet
ter grab holt o. the dog It won't dew
fer i'm to git tew rambunctious, er the
fust thing he knows he won't hev no
insides In i'm"
| could see the big cat clinging
high in the top boughs OF birch and
looking calmly down at us. The tree
top swayed, quivering, as II held the
great dun beast My heart was like
to smother me when D'ri raised his
rife and took aim. The dog broke
away at the crack OF II. The painter
geeled and spat. then he came crash
ing through the branches. striking
right and left with his fore paws TO
save himself. He hit the ground heav-
lily, and tho dog was on him. The
painter lay as il dead. Before I could
get near. Rover began shaking him
by the neck. lie came to suddenly. and
struck the dog with a front claw. drag
ging him down. A loud yelp followed
the blow. Quick as a fash y ri caught
the painter by the tail and one hind
leg With a quick surge OF his great,
slouching shoulders. he flung him at
arm's-length. The 1.-THE body doubled
on a tree trunk, quivered, and sank
down. as the dog came free. In a
jiny had run my sword tn ough the
cats belly and made an end OF him.
Knew Z he got them hind hooks
on thet air dog he'd rake his ribs right
on" said D'ri. as he lifted his hat to
scratch his head. would mt n left
uothin' but the backbone-nut
thing-an' thet would MT "a been a
real fust-olass one. nuther."
When D'ri was very positive. his
words were well braced with negatives.
We took the painter by the hind legs
and dragged him through the bushes
TO our camp. The dog had great rip
across his shoulder. where the claws
had struck and made burrows; but he
felt mighty pride in our capture. and
never had a better appetite for a. zeal.
ITO BE Continued